All Chapters of The Rising Temperature between Me and My “Step-brother”: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

This was the final of the American college football championship, a stage many players never reach in their entire lives. What so-called winter break plans could possibly be more important than this game?The host paused for a beat. "So, what would you like to say to her?"Asher looked into the camera: "Hey, I want to dedicate this victory to you. If you're watching this, then... come back soon. I really miss you. I miss you so much."Naturally, the Asher in this interview wasn't as exaggerated as Gina had made him out to be.But Wendy's heart was still churning with emotion and happiness.She opened a flight app on her phone to see if she could find a suitable ticket to return to the US a little earlier. She missed the last three seconds of the video, where Asher looked into the camera, made a phone gesture with his hand, and said in a very soft voice, which made it seem all the more intimate and ambiguous.Like a lover's whisper."Waiti

In mid-February, just a few days before the Spring Festival, Lightning received an offer for a commercial charity event, and Asher would be away for about a week.Wendy had originally planned to have a frank talk with Sam after the Spring Festival. But with Asher away, she suddenly felt it was a good opportunity. By the time Asher returned, she could present the result as a welcome-back surprise gift.Another reason was that although the Spring Festival was very important to Chinese people, in the U.S., Sam didn’t have many relatives. There was no need for reunion dinners or visiting relatives. Besides, she had school, and Sam had work.On Friday, Sam picked Wendy up from school.In the car, neither spoke. The atmosphere was somewhat awkward and stifling. Wendy was too nervous about the confession she planned to make that evening to pay much attention to Sam’s attitude. After all, her father was always quiet.That night, Simone wasn’t home. Only the father and daughter were there. Sam

"You came to watch the game last semester. You can't possibly be unaware of how much attention you'd get," Asher said, suppressing his anger. "So what are you afraid of now?"He had spent half a year helping her adjust. Step by step, he had brought her to this point. Just when they were about to reach their happy ending, she hesitated."Back then, we were just friends with benefits, keeping everything under wraps. You weren't so insistent on going public. But now you're forcing me to make our relationship public, aren't you?"I'm sorry, Asher. She really wanted to have a serious relationship with him.She really, really liked him.Wendy's heart was breaking, but she could only continue saying things she didn't mean."You want to go pro, to become a football player. Fan attention is inevitable. But I just want to be an ordinary person. I don't want to be watched and discussed by strangers!"Seeing the redness in Wendy's eyes, Asher's h

Her fingertips touched the soft mattress. Wendy had taken nearly two minutes to cover that short distance, her anxious heart finally settling a little as she prepared to crouch down. Suddenly, a strong, powerful arm lifted her directly onto the bed.A sturdy body pressed down on her, his scorching breath brushing against her cheek.Asher held Wendy tightly in his arms, took a deep breath, and said in a low, hoarse voice, "Didn't you say we should just be family? Wendy Wu, what are you doing now?"Wendy's entire body tensed, her mind blank. "I'm sorry, Asher, I'm sorry! I—I just went into the wrong room..."He hadn't been asleep. Thinking of her in the room across from him, he couldn't sleep a wink.From the moment she opened the door, he had wanted to know what she was doing.He waited, restless and tense.In the darkness, Asher couldn't resist grabbing Wendy's hands, which were shielding her face, revealing the face he had longed for day and night. His bloodshot eyes stared fixedly a

During mid to late April, Wendy and Gina had been preparing for their summer animal volunteer work.The two had researched extensively—for instance, how light pollution significantly impacts sea turtles, which is why Turtle Island becomes completely dark at night, making Wendy's night blindness a problem.To improve her night blindness, Wendy had no choice but to incorporate carrots rich in vitamin A into her lunches and dinners. She even bought a juicer for her dorm room and committed to making a glass of vegetable juice every day.After two weeks of persistence, the results weren't very noticeable yet."No need to rush anyway—we're not going there until July," Gina said. "But I've noticed something very obvious, Wendy: you've lost weight!"Wendy looked down. She hadn't really felt it herself; this light-yellow long-sleeve top fit perfectly when she wore it last autumn.Thinking about it carefully, perhaps it was because the wei