Sister, can I be a maid too?

Where are your clothes?

Lin Tingwan blinked and pointed to a small wardrobe in the corner.

Jiang Yubai didn't think much of it and subconsciously walked over, only to suddenly realize something—

The sisters' clothes must be together; the older sister is probably still cooking in the kitchen, and she's rummaging through the closet...

Does that seem inappropriate?

He looked back and saw Lin Tingwan sitting on the edge of the bed, blinking at him, showing no intention of picking out clothes.

...Well, we can't let Lin Tingwan get cold. If she sees something she shouldn't, we should just pretend we didn't see it.

Jiang Yubai didn't make a big deal out of it and reached out to open the wardrobe door—

He was stunned for a moment when he saw what was inside.

It wasn't because I saw something I shouldn't have seen, but because... there were just too few clothes inside.

It was so simple that even by his own standards, it seemed excessively simplistic.

Underwear was probably placed in the bottom compartment, with only a change of school uniform, two cotton pajamas, and two or three casual clothes hanging on top.

There were only a few items in total, making the small wardrobe seem rather empty.

Jiang Yubai hesitated for a moment, then picked out a slightly thicker sweatshirt from the wardrobe, closed the wardrobe door, and turned to hand it to Lin Tingwan on the bed.

"Here, put this on," he gently ruffled the girl's hair, "so you don't catch a cold."

Lin Tingwan looked at the hoodie in her hand, but instead of putting it on, she bent down and rummaged under the bed for a while, eventually finding a small box.

Jiang Yubai looked at the box, and a sudden sense of foreboding rose in his heart:

"......What's this?"

Lin Tingwan didn't answer. She carefully unfastened the clasp, opened the box, and then raised her head to look at him.

Inside the box, an elaborate and exquisite European-style maid outfit lay quietly, looking rather familiar.

"Should we change into this one?"

Jiang Yubai's lips twitched as he looked at the spiral notebook handed to him.

I knew it.

Why would you even think of digging out your sister's maid outfit?!

“This one… is not necessary.” His tone was rather subtle.

Lin Tingwan tilted her head in surprise, then lowered her head and wrote something else.

"Why? Doesn't Jiang Yubai like it?"

Jiang Yubai: "......."

No, I clearly didn't say anything, okay?

Why do these two sisters see me as a total maid outfit enthusiast?!

"It's not that I don't like it," Jiang Yubai tried to explain, "it's just that adding another layer of clothing would keep me warm, and a maid outfit..."

"Hmm... the maid outfit is pretty, but it's not something I would normally wear, at least not now."

He didn't know if Lin Tingwan had understood or not.

After saying that, the girl obediently nodded, reached out and closed the box again, stuffing it back under the bed.

Jiang Yubai finally breathed a sigh of relief:

"Okay...you go change your clothes first, I'll go check on how your sister's cooking is going."

He had just opened the door when he seemed to remember something and turned back:

"By the way, do you want to come over tonight?"

He stopped mid-sentence.

On the bed, Lin Tingwan was pulling up the hem of her clothes with both hands, revealing a section of her fair and slender waist.

When he looked over, the girl didn't react at all. In fact, her clear eyes even held a hint of confusion, as if she was wondering why he had suddenly stopped talking.

Jiang Yu stared blankly for a few seconds before turning her head back, her tone filled with a sense of utter despair.

"Lin Tingwan,"

"Next time, wait until I'm outside before changing your clothes..."

Chapter 99 Facing the Sun... Oops, wrong scene.

Friday morning.

The last day of the monthly exam.

Jiang Yubai looked down at the tea eggs in the bowl, stroked his chin, and looked thoughtful.

Lin Jianxia, ​​standing beside him, was seeing him like this for the first time and couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

"What, don't you like tea eggs?"

"It's not a matter of whether I like it or not..."

Jiang Yubai gave a casual reply, then looked him over carefully a few more times.

The dark brown eggshell was covered with fine cracks, which, when soaked in tea, created a beautiful pattern of varying shades.

A few curled tea leaves were still stuck to the surface of the eggshell, and a rich tea aroma could be smelled.

"Um... I have a question," Jiang Yubai finally looked up, "where did the tea leaves for these tea eggs come from?"

Although he already had a vague idea of ​​the answer in his heart, he still couldn't help but want to confirm it.

"Yes... that tin of tea you gave me, I've only used about a tenth of it..."

Lin Jianxia seemed to sense something was wrong, and her voice was weak:

Is there a problem?

Jiang Yubai paused for two seconds before speaking:

"No, no problem. I just didn't expect you to know how to make tea eggs."

"Really?" Lin Jianxia asked, still somewhat skeptical.

"real,"

Jiang Yubai cracked open the eggshell, took a bite of the tea egg, and mumbled:

"By the way, my dad also really likes to eat this."

"...uncle?"

Lin Jianxia blinked, wondering why he suddenly brought this up.

"Correct."

Jiang Yubai said sincerely:

“He might come to visit me sometime, so make him these tea eggs. I guarantee he’ll love them.”

Although she didn't know why Jiang Yubai would say such a thing, Lin Jianxia nodded, flattered, indicating that she understood.

Seeing that she had agreed, Jiang Yubai finally put the remaining half of the tea egg into his mouth with satisfaction.

The egg is infused with the aroma of tea; chew it and swallow it, and a sweet aftertaste lingers.

You know what... you really have to say...

If you don't consider the production cost, it's actually quite delicious.

Well, if we don't consider production costs...

After breakfast, Jiang Yubai led Lin Jianxia down the stairs and paused at the entrance of the stairwell.

The sky outside the window was terribly dark, and large raindrops were pounding on the leaves, making a loud, frightening sound.

Perhaps because the typhoon is about to pass, the rain has not only failed to subside in the past two days, but has become even more torrential.

Jiang Yubai opened his umbrella, looking at Lin Jianxia who immediately shrank back inside, and felt a little helpless for a moment:

"Hey... Lin Jianxia, ​​it's raining so hard, aren't you going to hold it up yourself?"

Lin Jianxia glanced subconsciously at the gloomy sky outside the stairwell and said matter-of-factly:

"No, I'm scared."

Jiang Yubai: "......."

What are you afraid of going to school...?

He didn't say anything more, only instructing her to "stay close," before leading her into the rain.

There were almost no cars on the street, and the few that did have their hazard lights on, crawling slowly through the rain.

After all, in this kind of weather, the wipers clear a patch of clear water, only to have it covered by rain again in an instant, leaving visibility less than ten meters.

Rain pelted down on the umbrella, the sky darkening as if the end of the world had come, and the howling wind swept through the streets with a muffled whistling sound.

Jiang Yubai struggled forward, holding up his umbrella, cursing the school a hundred and eighty times in his heart.

To be honest, he felt that classes should have been suspended long ago in this kind of weather.

But whether it was because there was no mandatory requirement from above, or because it was the last day of the monthly exam, the school insisted on holding classes as usual despite the wind and rain.

Holy crap, aren't students' lives important...?

Jiang Yubai cursed inwardly again, then looked down and saw that Lin Jianxia no longer cared about maintaining distance.

She held his arm tightly with both arms, almost pressed against his side, her eyes fixed on the rain-blurred road ahead.

Seeing her so nervous, Jiang Yubai couldn't help but find it a little funny.

However, he didn't have the energy to tease this guy right now; he just tried to steady the umbrella and continued walking forward.

By the time the two of them finally made it to school, their backpacks and trouser legs were already soaked.

The classroom was brightly lit by fluorescent lights. When Jiang Yubai stepped inside, he even felt a sense of relief, as if he had stumbled into a safe house.