My world double door

"Goodbye, Li Yang. Remember to make an appointment to go to the moon together when you are free."

At the gate of the community, Lin Yueyue, who had left Li Yang's house, spoke to Li Yang reluctantly, holding his neck with both hands and unwilling to let go, hiding her feet and making a reluctant gesture.

"Okay, go back, I will call you when I am free."

Li Yang heard Lin Yueyue's voice, smiled and stretched out his hand to grab her buttocks, and said teasingly.

"No, don't rush back. Besides, your brother and I are classmates. He will go to the night shift later, and I can send him off before leaving."

Lin Yueyue pouted and said reluctantly. After speaking, her eyes turned, a smile flashed at the corner of her mouth, and suddenly leaned over to whisper something to Li Yang.

Li Yang smiled at the corner of his mouth when he heard the words, glanced at Lin Yueyue, and nodded slowly in her expectant eyes.

He watched Lin Yueyue leave, and when he turned back, he took a look at the scene of Li Jian driving away in the aircraft, smiled lightly, and returned home leisurely.

When he arrived at home, with the departure of Lin Yueyue and Li Jian, only Chen Xin and Zhang Xia were left.

However, the scene he saw when he came in made him raise his eyebrows.

"Li Yang, you're back."

In the house, Zhang Xia, who was wearing a sexy cheongsam, saw Li Yang coming over, smiled, and took the initiative to walk to him and get him slippers.

When she saw Li Yang looking straight at her, she showed a sweet smile at the corner of her mouth.

The cheongsam on her body was obviously not an ordinary cheongsam. It was based on a clean and revealing white, and large and bright red peonies were carefully embroidered on it, as if it was a raging fire blooming in the dark night, full of mysterious temptation and noble temperament.

The fabric of the cheongsam is smooth silk and extremely thin, gently attached to her skin, like a layer of flowing water curtain, and every slight movement can cause subtle changes in gloss.

The cheongsam's collar is tall and straight, tightly surrounding her slender neck, like a solid line of defense, but inadvertently highlighting the beautiful lines of her neck and her fair skin. At the neckline, a round pearl button emits a soft light, like a lonely and bright star in the night sky.

Her shoulders are round and charming under the cheongsam, like carefully carved jade. The short-sleeved design just reveals her slender arms, and her skin is as white and delicate as a newly peeled scallion tube. Every time she raises her hand to brush her hair, the movement of her arm is accompanied by an indescribable elegance.

From the chest to the waist, the cheongsam fits her body curves tightly, perfectly showing her plump chest and slender waist. The slender waist is not full, as if a breeze can break it, but it contains tenacious strength. The lines of her chest are full and attractive, and the tailoring of the cheongsam just highlights her feminine charm without losing her dignity.

The hem of the cheongsam falls naturally along the lines of her legs, flowing like a waterfall. The split design is bold and ingenious, and with her steps, her slender and fair legs are looming. With every step she takes, the split is like a blooming flower, revealing charming stamens. Her leg skin is tight and elastic, and the muscle lines of her calves appear and disappear in the swaying of the skirt, full of strength and beauty.

Zhang Xia's makeup is delicate and charming. Her eyebrows are carefully drawn, like curved willow leaves, slender and full of charm. The light eyeshadow around her eyes is smudged with deep eyes, and the eyes are like a pool of autumn water, deep and mysterious, which makes people fall into it without being able to extricate themselves. The thick eyelashes are slightly raised like a fan, and every blink seems to be telling the secrets in her heart. Her lips were painted with bright lipstick, like ripe cherries, bright and juicy, exuding a fatal temptation.

She tied her hair into an elegant bun, and a few strands of hair playfully fell on both sides of her cheeks, adding a bit of agility and liveliness to her. A delicate jade hairpin was pinned on the bun, and the green color was particularly eye-catching against the black hair, shining with a warm luster.

She wore a pair of pearl earrings on her ears, and the round pearls swayed gently on her earlobes, echoing the pearl necklace on her neck, adding to the overall noble temperament. She wore a green jade bracelet on her wrist, which made a crisp collision sound with her movements, as if playing a moving melody.

Zhang Xia's steps were light and steady, and every step seemed to have rhythm and rhythm. Her figure swayed, and the hem of her cheongsam fluttered in the wind, like a flowing painting. Her smile is like the sunshine in spring, warm and intoxicating, and the arc of the corner of her mouth is just right, which not only retains the reserve of a mature woman, but also is full of confidence and charm.

Obviously, before Li Yang came back, during the time when she was away from Li Jian, she deliberately dressed herself up.

"Are there any guests in the house?"

Li Yang looked up and down at Zhang Xia's sexy figure in a light cheongsam, stretched out his hand and rubbed her buttocks wrapped in the cheongsam without hesitation, and asked with a smile.

"No, did I dress up for you?"

Zhang Xia took a step and took the initiative to put her body against Li Yang. She spoke shyly on her face. As soon as the voice fell, Li Yang took a deep breath, hugged her body, and rubbed the light cheongsam hard.

"Good husband, Li Jian is now in a critical period of transformation, please don't make him angry, okay."

Zhang Xia felt Li Yang's strong movements, and said delicately in his ear with a breath of orchid.

"I'm not angry with him. This is an external calamity that he encountered during his transformation to the God stage."

Li Yang shook his head and curled his lips slightly: "But, your husband likes your clothes very much. Come on, let's go into my room and tell you about the changes in this period of transformation."

After that, he carried Zhang Xia's plump body horizontally and walked into his bedroom.

Zhang Xia's cheeks were red. Hearing Li Yang's words, she hugged his neck tightly and took the initiative to kiss him on the lips.

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"Alas, one step late."

Zhang Xia was just carried into the room by Li Yang, and Chen Xin came out. She looked at the room that Li Yang had just closed for a moment, sighed, and sat on the sofa a little depressed.

It can be seen that Chen Xin also deliberately dressed up carefully, wearing a white cool T-shirt. The thin cotton fabric seemed to exist for intimate embrace with her skin. The collar of the T-shirt was loose and tilted slightly to one side, revealing her delicate clavicle and a small piece of white skin, exuding an inadvertent sexiness.

The length of the T-shirt just covers her waist, but a small part of her slender waist is faintly revealed when she raises her hand, which is very imaginative.

There are a few faint blue stripes printed on the T-shirt, which adds a bit of freshness and liveliness to the overall look.

The shorts on her legs are the highlight of her entire outfit. The shorts are made of light blue denim with some natural frayed edges, revealing a sense of casualness and unruliness. It is very short and tightly wraps her hips, perfectly showing her round and straight curves.

Chen Xin's slender and straight legs are more eye-catching against the background of the shorts. Her leg skin is delicate and smooth, as white and flawless as mutton-fat jade. Under the light, you can even see the subtle hair that seems to be there and not there, exuding a natural luster. Her calf lines are tight, her muscles are firm but not soft, her ankles are slender and delicate, and her joints are distinct, like a fine work of art.

She was barefoot, with her small toenails trimmed neatly and rounded, and painted with a layer of light pink nail polish, which made her look playful and cute. When she walked, her steps were light and flexible, like an elegant little deer.

Obviously, she had dressed up specially, but there was nothing she could do except looking at the closed door, so she could only stay in the living room silently.

She paced in the living room from time to time in a hurry, and sat down gently on the sofa from time to time, and every movement was smooth and graceful. When she squatted down to tidy up the sundries on the coffee table, the collar of her T-shirt drooped slightly, revealing more charming scenery, but it returned to its original state the moment she stood up, like a secret that she wanted to tell but couldn't.

She reached out and picked up a book, sitting on the rocking chair by the window, the sun shining on her body, outlining her graceful figure. She turned slightly sideways, put one leg on the other leg, and the edge of her shorts moved up slightly, revealing more white thigh skin.

She read the book in her hand attentively, occasionally looking up and looking at the scenery outside the window, her eyes full of love for life and longing for the future.

It was just the longing for reliance, but it shifted from Li Jian to Li Yang unconsciously.

When she was confused, it was late at night unconsciously, and Li Yang's door finally opened. She turned her head and saw that Zhang Xia's clothes were mostly torn for some reason. She walked out of Li Yang's bedroom with rosy cheeks. Seeing her, she smiled, whispered hello, and hurried back to her room.

"Li Yang, tell me about Lin Yueyue, oh~"

Chen Xin pretended to enter Li Yang's bedroom to find out about Lin Yueyue, but before she could say a complete sentence, Li Yang also went in, making her squint her eyes and had to lie on the bed to talk.

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These days, for some reason, Li Jian always couldn't help thinking of Lin Yueyue.

Every time he got off work, his memories came flooding back like a tide.

Lin Yueyue was the focus of everyone's attention during college. She always walked alone on the campus path, with long hair fluttering and cold eyes, as if everything around her could not enter her eyes. Li Jian had also watched her silently from a distance countless times, and her every frown and smile could make Li Jian's heart beat. However, that admiration was always buried deep in Li Jian's heart, because he felt that he was too ordinary and unworthy of such an outstanding woman.

But now Lin Yueyue is completely different from the image in memory. Every time she met Li Yang, her face was filled with a happy smile, her eyes were full of tenderness and dependence, and the object of all this was her younger brother Li Yang. She snuggled tightly beside Li Yang, and her bird-like posture and enthusiastic expression were what Li Jian had never dared to hope to see.

Every time Li Jian saw this, an indescribable pain would instantly surge in his heart, as if an invisible hand tightly grasped his heart, making him almost unable to breathe.

On this day, he came home from get off work and found that his wife and mother were not at home, but Li Yang was in the bedroom. Lin Yueyue even sat on him and laughed and talked about something. There was food on the dining table.

After returning home, he stood at the door blankly, unable to take his eyes off them, his mind was blank.

"Brother, you are here, come in!" Li Yang's cheerful voice broke Li Jian's absent-mindedness, and he woke up from his dream and walked into the house with difficulty.

Li Jian tried hard to force out a smile, but found that his facial muscles were too stiff to obey. His eyes wandered between Lin Yueyue and Li Yang, trying to find a corner where he could calm down. However, every time his eyes touched, it was like a sharp blade cutting through his heart.

"Li Jian, we meet again. My sister-in-law and aunt are busy today. I'm dating Li Yang and I made breakfast for her."

Lin Yueyue's voice was still crisp and moving, but at this moment, it sounded like a ruthless mockery to Li Jian. He nodded mechanically, as if there was a ball of cotton in his throat, and he couldn't say a word.

The two invited him to sit down. Li Jian sat aside, his ears buzzing, and he couldn't hear a word. His eyes fell on Lin Yueyue from time to time, watching her close interaction with Li Yang, and the bitterness in his heart continued to spread.

He remembered that when he was in college, he always went to reserve a seat early in order to meet Lin Yueyue in the library; in order to have a word with her, he carefully prepared countless topics, but he was so nervous that he forgot them all when facing her; in order to show his best side in front of her, he studied hard and participated in various activities, but all these efforts never got her to look at him in the eye.

But now, she is so gentle and lovely in front of her brother. This huge contrast makes Li Jian's heart full of loss and unwillingness. He questioned fate in his heart, why is it so unfair? Why can't he touch the beauty that he has tried his best, but his brother can easily have it?

Li Jian felt as if he was in a dark abyss, and everything around him became blurred. His heart was full of contradictions and struggles. On the one hand, he had an inseparable feeling for Lin Yueyue, and on the other hand, he had a deep affection for his brother. He wanted to escape from this suffocating scene, but he couldn't take a step, so he could only silently endure the torment in his heart.

At the table, Li Yang and Lin Yueyue picked up dishes for each other, and their eyes were full of love. Li Jian chewed the food mechanically, but he couldn't taste anything. His mood was just like this seemingly warm dinner, calm and harmonious on the surface, but his heart was already turbulent.

It wasn't until he finished eating that he came back to his senses, forced a smile and said goodbye to Li Yang and Lin Yueyue, and walked into his bedroom.

As soon as he arrived in the bedroom, his eyes suddenly turned red, and a sudden headache came over him. His eyes went black and he fell down. (End of this chapter)