Insufficient balance

  The first time I really touched a girl's body was in this situation, and it was actually my sister! When my fingers touched Yun's wet and warm forbidden area, both of us involuntarily trembled all over. Yun's body suddenly tensed up into an arch shape, and she couldn't help but let out a soft moan from her mouth, filled with indescribable sensuality and temptation.

  Her body had already been dyed a bright crimson, her eyes tightly closed, her body twisting and turning with the movement of my right hand fingers, muttering something in her mouth. When I finally pulled out a radish that was only as thick as my little finger, peeled off its skin, she let out a long sigh of stagnant air, and her tense body slowly relaxed.

  I gently wiped the sweat from my forehead, and in just a few short minutes, we were like participants in a full-fledged decathlon, with both of us thoroughly drenched in sweat.

  Wan Ying's hand grasping my collar still hadn't let go, as our breaths sprayed onto each other's faces. She closed her eyes and carefully extended her pink tongue to lightly lick her own lips. Suddenly, her hand subtly pulled down, and she whispered: "Brother, today is my gift..."

  I think even she herself doesn't know what she's saying, with my desire reaching its peak, as long as I follow her hand and fall down together, I will lose control and start the most primitive conquest of a man, and in her current state, I will occupy her without any obstacles.

  She is my own sister, if I fall down now, then we are **...

  She is my own sister, so what? She is the only beautiful woman I can look up to. As long as we keep our mouths shut after it's all over, who would know what happened between us...

  In less than ten seconds, two thoughts fiercely clashed in my heart countless times. Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down from my forehead again, dripping one by one onto Wan Ying's scorching skin. Every time a drop of my sweat fell on Wan Ying's body, she would shudder slightly and let out a soft moan.

  "What the hell are you doing to your sister?!"

  A thunder-like roar rose up behind us, startling both me and Wan Ying to tremble simultaneously. Our attention had been completely absorbed by the intimate contact of our skin just now, and we were so caught up in the battle between heaven and man that we didn't even hear someone open the door and walk into the bedroom along the light without locking the door.

  Seeing his eyes almost burning with anger, I secretly cursed my bad luck! What's more unlucky than being about to have an intimate relationship with your own sister and then running into your old man head-on?

  Quickly grabbing the crumpled quilt, I covered Wan Ying's body with it. Before I could even stand up, a loud slap landed on my face, followed by a heavy kick to my abdomen. The intense pain made me involuntarily let out a pained groan, and I was kicked backward several steps.

  "How could I have given birth to a beast like you who won't even spare your own sister!" My father glared at me with bloodshot eyes, his whole body trembling. I reckon any parent would be furious to the extreme upon witnessing this scene! His gaze swept around the room and he grabbed a porcelain vase from the bedside table, smashing it down on me with all his might.

  With a loud crash, the vase and my last hope shattered together. The fresh blood flowing from my head couldn't alleviate my father's anger. He let out a nearly desperate roar: "Let's just say I never had you as a son, you're not worthy of being Fu Honghua's son! Liu Mushi, hand me the gun!"

  No one dared to disobey Father's orders in his rage! Father's bodyguard, Liu Mushi, walked into the sister's bedroom with his eyes closed, not daring to hesitate for a moment, and handed over his 92-style pistol to Father. Then, this elite among the special forces elites, again closed his eyes and stumbled out of this place of right and wrong.

  My dad was called "Thunder Fire" by his comrades in the army when he was young. He had a fierce temper and dared to do whatever it took, during the Vietnam War, he single-handedly hid behind an abandoned tank and continuously sniped at scattered enemy soldiers, accumulating 143 kills in just three days, until the Chinese army retook the lost territory and he withdrew with the main force. It was this battle that established his reputation as a fierce warrior, and despite offending countless people during his over 20 years in the military, he still had an unblemished career and held the rank of Major General.

  The only purpose he drew his gun was to kill me, there would be no other thoughts or meanings.

  "Daddy, no!" Wan Ying exclaimed, throwing herself forward without care, unexpectedly bursting forth with superhuman strength from her frail body, and actually sending her father, who was two heads taller than her, stumbling backward a step.

  It was because of this step that Wan Ying saved my life. With a gunshot, my body suddenly retreated several steps back. The steel-core bullet used by the special forces pierced through my shoulder blade and left a small hole in the wall behind me. Blood splattered from my left shoulder blade, and the excruciating pain and massive blood loss made my face turn pale rapidly. But I was still alive. I gritted my teeth and desperately commanded myself to stand firmer. I lifted my head and stared fixedly at Father's eyes.

  At this moment, I look like a beast and also like an outlaw, because I am the son of Lei Huo Fu Hong Hua! Although I have committed an unforgivable mistake and will die under my own father's gun, at least I want to prove that I am as brave as him in facing death!

  Watching her father aim the gun at her again, Wan Ying disregarded her own disheveled clothes, grasped her father's right hand tightly, knelt before him and cried out: "Daddy don't kill brother, it's not his fault, I'm the one who seduced him. If you really want to fire, then kill me first!"

  Fu Honghua's left hand rose in anger, but when his gaze fell on Wan Ying's face, which was covered with desperate and urgent tears, he couldn't bring himself to slap her. Perhaps it was because Wan Ying looked too much like their mother, or perhaps it was because Father General had a natural affection for his daughter, reserving his strictness for me while giving the limited kindness to my sister.

  "Dad, please forgive my brother!" Wan Ying used her own body to block the gun muzzle, crying out in pain: "I don't know when it started, but I've already fallen for my brother. I don't even want anyone to share him with me. I don't want to see him get too close to other girls because it makes me jealous and uncomfortable. I hate it when people send love letters to my brother, every day I rush to the mailbox to grab the newspaper just so I can hide all those things sent to him. I know this way of thinking is wrong, but I just like the sense of security that my brother has given me since childhood. No other boy can tolerate my mischievous behavior and unreasonable demands like he does, nor can any other boy make my heart flutter with his masculine charm! Because of my interference, my brother still doesn't have a girlfriend. Sometimes I think to myself, why not just let me be his girlfriend? I'll love him wholeheartedly and be happier than anything else. The more I see him blush because of my pranks, the more I like it. The more I like teasing him until he can't help himself..."

  "Shut up!" Father let out a loud roar, this bold declaration of rebellion made his face worse and worse, his left hand raised several times, then slowly fell back down. As we siblings developed to this point, he also had an inescapable responsibility, from any angle, he was not considered a qualified father.

  For a moment, the bedroom fell into a dead silence, leaving only Wan Ying's faint convulsions and the increasingly close police sirens outside. A shooting incident occurred in the high-end residential area, and Taiyuan City Police's 110 action was unusually swift this time.

  The sound of footsteps came from outside the room, and my father and I furrowed our brows at the same time, subconsciously bending down to pick up the thin quilt on the ground.

  "Halt, you're not allowed in! Otherwise I'll shoot!"

  "We're police, drop your weapon immediately!"

  "I am Major General Fu Honghua's direct guard, I have a special permit for carrying heavy weapons issued by the National Security Bureau, and I have the right to kill any target that may pose a threat to Major General Fu Honghua. You just dare to take one more step forward, and you will be killed without mercy!"

  Outside the bedroom, Liu Mu took out an MP50 submachine gun and confronted a dozen or so police officers armed with Type 64 handguns. Even if there was a thick wall between us, I could still smell the strong murderous aura from his voice.

  No one dares to ignore his orders!

  Father is a practical commander who rose from the pile of dead bodies on the battlefield. Those who have the qualifications to become his guards must have undergone the strictest training, participated in local border wars that cannot be reported in the news many times, and are super elites who have experienced iron-blooded tests.

  Compared to ordinary special forces soldiers, the father's bodyguard had an air of fearlessness after experiencing life and death, and a fierce and overbearing momentum that could kill gods and demons. With just one person and one gun, he firmly blocked the way to the bedroom, intimidating everyone not to take another step forward.

  This is a true professional soldier! Even though I followed my father's side for years, learning from his skilled bodyguards, studying close combat and firearms for nearly ten years, I still wouldn't have any chance of winning against them.