I was chased by my sickly junior brother who had two lives

Inside the carriage, the atmosphere was solemn and filled with ambiguous tension.

Wei Lang's jealousy burned like a flame in his heart. His eyes were fixed on Chen Jia, full of anger and passionate emotions.

When Wei Lang thought of the scenes of Chen Jue accompanying Chen Jia to fish and grill fish, the jealousy in his heart was like a wildly growing vine, tightly entwining every nerve in his body.

He couldn't stand Chen Jia having such warm interactions with other men, especially the way Chen Jue looked at Chen Jia, which was clearly the look a man would have towards a woman he liked.

"You are mine and only mine."

Wei Lang emphasized this over and over again in his mind, his strong possessiveness making his chest seem like it was about to explode with anger.

Wei Lang's lips pressed tightly against Chen Jia's, with a strong sense of possessiveness and punishment. Chen Jia widened her eyes in astonishment and tried to struggle, but Wei Lang's strength made her unable to move.

His kiss was violent and passionate, as if he wanted to vent all the anger and anxiety in his heart through this kiss.

Wei Lang held Chen Jia tightly with his arms, as if he was afraid that she would escape at this moment.

In this small carriage, the two people's breaths intertwined.

Wei Lang's rationality gradually dissipated in the face of anger. He only knew that at this moment he had to hug Chen Jia tightly and let her know that she belonged to him.

His kiss became deeper and deeper, his tongue exploring every corner of Chen Jia's mouth wantonly, greedily absorbing her breath.

Chen Jia gradually lost herself in Wei Lang's passionate kiss. Her heart beat like a drum and her body trembled slightly involuntarily.

She wanted to resist, but deep down she felt an inexplicable touch. Wei Lang's passion and dominance made her feel both scared and intoxicated.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the only sounds in the carriage were the two people's rapid breathing and heartbeats.

Wei Lang's kiss was as fierce as a storm, he forgot everything and immersed himself in the entanglement with Chen Jia. His hands unconsciously wandered over Chen Jia's body, caressing her hair, cheeks and neck.

Chen Jia finally couldn't help but gently push Wei Lang, trying to calm him down. But Wei Lang was like a possessed man, unable to stop. His kisses moved from Chen Jia's lips to her earlobes and neck, leaving hot marks one after another.

"Wei Lang, calm down." Chen Jia's voice trembled slightly.

Wei Lang seemed not to hear it, and he continued his crazy behavior. He had only one thought in his mind, that is, to make Chen Jia belong to him, and belong to him alone forever.

Chen Jia felt Wei Lang was out of control and pushed him hard, trying to break free from this panic-stricken situation.

"Wei Lang, let me go!"

However, Wei Lang was already aroused by Chen Jia's resistance and had a desire to conquer her. His eyes were burning with blazing flames, like an enraged beast.

He suddenly pressed Chen Jia against the seat, leaving her no chance to escape. Chen Jia's back was pressed tightly against the seat.

Wei Lang kissed Chen Jia's lips again without hesitation, and this time the kiss was more passionate and eager than before.

His lips were like burning flames, plundering Chen Jia's breath crazily. His tongue tip aggressively pried open Chen Jia's pearly teeth, deeply explored every corner of her mouth, and entangled with her tongue tip to his heart's content.

Chen Jia was frightened by this sudden fierce attack and was at a loss what to do. She twisted her body desperately, trying to break free from Wei Lang's restraints.

But Wei Lang's strength was too great, and her struggle seemed so powerless. Wei Lang's hands also began to become dishonest, one hand tightly clasping the back of Chen Jia's head, making it impossible for her to avoid his kiss, while the other hand wandered over her body.

The restless hand first gently stroked Chen Jia's cheek, and the feather-soft touch made Chen Jia's body tremble slightly.

Then, it slowly moved down, slid across her neck, and stopped at her shoulder. Wei Lang's fingers gently stroked Chen Jia's shoulders, as if feeling the delicateness of her skin. Chen Jia's heartbeat became more and more rapid, and her breathing became disordered.

Wei Lang's kiss became more and more passionate, as if he wanted to melt Chen Jia in his arms.

He moved his lips from Chen Jia's lips to her earlobe, bit it gently, and then whispered in her ear.

"I will never allow anyone to covet you. You can only belong to me."

His voice was low and hoarse, full of magnetism, making Chen Jia's ears numb.

But Chen Jia only had fear in her heart at this moment. She knew that if she continued like this, she would most likely lose her virginity.

Her voice was filled with tears, "Wei Lang, don't do this, please!"

But Wei Lang seemed to have fallen into a state of frenzy, unable to extricate himself. His hand continued to slide down, across Chen Jia's arm, and stopped at her waist. He hugged her tightly and pressed her body against him.

Chen Jia could clearly feel Wei Lang's body heat and his strong desire. Her heart was pounding as if it was about to jump out of her throat.

Wei Lang's kiss returned to Chen Jia's lips again, and his kiss was as fierce as a storm. Chen Jia's lips had been red and swollen from his kiss, and her breathing became rapid and disordered. She felt like she was about to suffocate, and her mind was blank.

Wei Lang's hand began to gently caress Chen Jia's waist, and then gradually moved upwards. His fingers gently touched Chen Jia's ribs, causing Chen Jia's body to tremble involuntarily. His kiss also became deeper, as if he wanted to suck out Chen Jia's soul.

"Wei Lang, wake up."

Wei Lang seemed not to hear her words. His kiss continued down to Chen Jia's neck. He sucked her skin gently, leaving hot marks. Chen Jia's body trembled slightly. She felt extremely scared and helpless.

Wei Lang's hand continued to move upwards, sliding across Chen Jia's heart. His fingers gently touched her softness, causing Chen Jia's body to tense instantly. Her breathing became more rapid.

"Wei Lang, no!"

Chen Jia's voice was almost a scream, but Wei Lang had completely lost his mind at this time. He had only one thought in his mind, that is, to possess Chen Jia. He felt that only by completely possessing Chen Jia could he ensure that she would not be taken away by others.

Wei Lang's kiss became more crazy and his hands became more wanton. Chen Jia's tears burst out like a flood and fell on Wei Lang's hands.

Wei Lang suddenly stopped, and a crisp "pop" sound echoed in the narrow carriage, and Wei Lang's face was hit to one side.

After slapping him, Chen Jia quickly shrank to a corner of the carriage and sat there crying silently.

Her body was still trembling slightly, and tears kept falling like beads from a broken string.

"I'm sorry...I lost control."

Wei Lang's voice was hoarse and low, full of guilt. He wanted to reach out and touch Chen Jia, but he was afraid that she would resist again.

Chen Jia ignored Wei Lang and just continued crying. Wei Lang sat aside, watching Chen Jia cry silently, his heart full of regret and pain.