Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

Chapter 170

I told myself this as I headed to my room on the third floor.

Despite the elevator in the building, I almost always took the stairs. One reason was that the floor wasn’t too high, so it wouldn’t be too tiring. Another reason was that I had hardly exercised in recent years, so I decided to treat the daily climb as a workout.

Just as I turned into the stairwell, I heard someone speak in a melancholic tone, “How sweet and tender! How far have you guys gone?”

I knew from the voice alone it was Helen. It was dripping with sarcasm.

“Where did this century–old green–eyed monster come from? It reeks of jealousy!”

I turned around, fanned my nose, and made a face as if the smell was unbearable. This infuriated her, and she lost her composure.

I burst out laughing after mercilessly teasing her.

“You little bitch, who are you calling old?”

She tried to hit me by swinging her expensive little purse at me. I dodged, tickled her, and then ran upstairs.

of height or long legs. She was also wearing high

and let my hair

your time catching your

Not only had I not showered, but I also hadn’t changed my underwear. I

was lying on her bed. She

tears.

me after I landed myself in the hospital. Now, you’re trying to drown

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her bed and dried my hair. I made a

shapely, peach–like buttocks–the kind that had form

wobbled

couldn’t resist and kicked her

around. She scrutinized me from top to bottom and remarked, “You seem fine to me. Weren’t you just pretending to be

a fair competition. You shouldn’t use such

events to her. I concluded, “Why don’t you pick a rainy day to lie in a mud pit yourself? He might pity

pits are so great, why did you come

was very spirited. I wasn’t one for formalities. We quickly got into

a while, she