Chapter 149: Senior brother, is it complicated to love your junior sister?
“Huh~~.”
After Feng Yudie and Xiao Yunluo returned to their bedrooms, Xiao Yunluo didn’t feel like showering. Upon entering, she walked straight to the bed, jumped onto it with a slight hop, rolled around, and gazed at the ceiling. She slowly raised her hand, placed it on her forehead, and replayed the scene of Ye Anping and Pei Lianxue kissing in the corridor in her mind.
It was already late at night, and the maids were absent due to the previous chaos, making the house incredibly quiet.
“Hiss—Ouch~. It hurts, it hurts…”
Suddenly, Feng Yudie’s neighbor came from the wall. Xiao Yunluo immediately furrowed her brows and cursed back, “You fool! I’m trying to sleep!!”
“Oh! Senior Sister Xiao, I’m applying medicine… I’m sorry. I will stop shouting!”
“Huh—”
Xiao Yunluo took a breath, shook off her embroidered shoes, turned around, and tightly hugged the quilt on the bed. The soft touch on her chest gradually calmed her down. And this calmness also hinted that she might have a chance.
Xiao Yunluo threw her lavender hair before her, recalling when Ye Anping hugged her from behind and buried his face before kissing Pei Lianxue.
Undoubtedly, at that moment, Ye Anping had feelings for her. Otherwise, how could he make such an intimate gesture?
Xiao Yunluo put her hair to her nose, attempting to find the residual scent of Ye Anping, but her excessive use of perfume prevented her from detecting anything.
“If only I hadn’t used perfume.., Ye Anping said my original fragrance was pleasant, um…”
“Senior Sister Xiao, do you have any flint?! I’ve run out of it. Lend me some!”
“No!! I said, “fall asleep!!”
“Oh…”
Xiao Yunluo rolled her eyes at the wall, buried her face in the quilt, and rolled on the bed.
“Woo~~~~.”
Then, she pointed her finger like a sword, slightly raised it, and the storage bag on the bedside table floated into the air. A book with a torn cover flew out, landing in her hands. The book’s pages opened, and Xiao Yunluo’s eyes followed the movement, finally finding the picture she was looking for.
In the drawing, two little ink figures embraced, one in front of the other, with the annotation on the right saying, “The Dog Stands on the Spring River.”
It was as if Ye Anping, who hugged her from behind, was the same as herself. She immersed herself and Ye Anping into the picture, arched her body slightly, half-closed her eyes, revealing a hint of intoxication, and finally closed her eyes.
“Senior Sister Xiao, what are you doing? What’s that noise? Are you injured? Do you want me to come over and help?”
Like a falling stone, Feng Yudie’s voice from the next room struck the eye of her imaginary spring, sending the water back underground.
Xiao Yunluo smacked her tongue slightly. The two foolish individuals ruined the elegance she had tried to cultivate, and she had no intention of dwelling on it any longer. She returned the elegant book to the storage bag, then turned over, lay on the bed, gazing at the ceiling, and muttered in a low voice, “Ye Anping… Why do you have to be so annoying? I can’t stand you. You’re the most irritating person.”
After a while, drowsiness overcame her, and she closed her eyes, drifting into sleep.
Simultaneously, Ye Anping slowly opened his eyes, casting a confused glance around. Upon realizing he was back in the bedroom of Jiang Mansion, a sense of unreality lingered. However, as he observed his night attire, the recollection of recent events gradually surfaced.
Ye Anping released a sigh and suddenly felt movement in the quilt. Looking down, he noticed that his junior sister, who had her face buried in his chest, seemed to have sensed his wakefulness. She poked her little head out from under the quilt.
Though there was no candlelight in the room, his junior sister’s orange eyes seemed to emit a faint, captivating, and bright glow. Pei Lianxue blinked, looking at him anxiously as if she had been holding him and waiting for him to awaken.
“…”
Recalling the recent kiss with his junior sister, Ye Anping felt a sense of helplessness. His gaze involuntarily shifted to the moist lips of his junior sister. After a moment of silence, he inquired, “Junior sister, do you understand the meaning of kissing?”
Pei Lianxue hesitated for a moment, then shook her head slightly. She simply wanted to kiss him because it felt good, warm, and reassuring.
“Then, senior brother, let me tell you. Kissing is an act that only…”
Chirp—
Before he could finish speaking, Pei Lianxue leaned forward like a maggot, kissing Ye Anping.
Ye Anping was momentarily shocked, feeling somewhat helpless. He continued, “An intimate act reserved for very close individuals.”
“Um.”
Chirp—
Pei Lianxue kissed him again as if to question: Aren’t we close?
“…”
Ye Anping tightened his lips, feeling helpless, and decided not to provide any explanations. He observed his junior sister’s face, furrowing his eyebrows. The junior sister was beautiful, cute, well-behaved, obedient, and sensible. However, having watched her grow up since childhood, he had never harbored a hint of desire for her.
After a moment of hesitation, Ye Anping said, “Junior sister, let’s hold off on the kissing for now. Let me try…”
“Hmm?”
Pei Lianxue tilted her head slightly, looking a bit puzzled.
Ye Anping gently brought the tip of his nose to Pei Lianxue’s collarbone, took a light sniff, and withdrew, wearing an expression of helplessness. Although it might seem unfair to his junior sister, he honestly couldn’t conjure up any thoughts of desire for her. He tried closing his eyes again, imagining the scenario of his bridal chamber with Miss Xi Yue. In an instant, a surge of warmth erupted from his heart.
Without a doubt, this was love. His adolescent body gradually began to react. However, as the tent was about to be set up, Ye Anping quickly transformed the imagined Xi Yue into Feng Yudie, instantly causing his tent to collapse.
“…”
After a brief hesitation, Ye Anping tried to imagine the scene in the bridal chamber with Xiao Yunluo. Although not as intense as with Xi Yue earlier, there was still a warm feeling spreading in his heart.
As the tent was about to be set up, he swiftly replaced the imagined Xiao Yunluo with Feng Yudie and forcefully dismantled the tent. Ultimately, he attempted to picture the bridal chamber with his junior sister. However, there was no restlessness in his heart, and his body showed no reaction. Instead, a sense of uneasiness and guilt crept in.
Ye Anping furrowed his brow, promptly wiping away the fantasy from his mind. Opening his eyes, he looked at his junior sister, who was staring at him. Finally, he sighed in relief, slowly buried his head, and gently tapped his junior sister’s lips.
“Let’s go to sleep. We have a busy day ahead.”
“Okay…”
Pei Lianxue nodded, squeezed into Ye Anping’s arms, and hid her head under the covers.
Feeling helpless, Ye Anping embraced her, rested his chin on her head, and closed his eyes. He realized that his relationship with his junior sister wasn’t as complicated as he thought. He just needed to focus on one thing: cherish and protect her. He would fulfill whatever she wanted as long as he could provide.
Their connection went beyond being “cultivation partners” or “lovers”; they were family, lovers, and friends. His junior sister was unique, and that was enough.
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