Sister, can I be a maid too?

The black and white dress has a well-fitting cut, with lace and ribbons layered and intertwined on the hem, intricate yet not cumbersome.

The skirt flared out to her calves, pure white stockings encased her slender ankles, and below that were a pair of shiny black leather shoes.

The girl was not dressed casually, nor was it pajamas; it was a set of clothes—

A maid outfit that looks familiar.

Jiang Yubai stood at the doorway, silently watching this scene, with only one thought in his mind:

Oh shit, it's over.

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(Yay, 8,000~)

Chapter 118 The Unsuspecting Little Maid

Looking at the girl sitting on the bed, Jiang Yubai hesitated for two seconds before finally taking a step and sitting down next to Lin Tingwan.

Under the girl's slightly curious gaze, he hesitated, then finally spoke:

"...Why are you wearing your sister's clothes?"

He never expected that he would see such a scene when he pushed open the door.

Why did Lin Tingwan think of digging out her older sister's maid outfit and putting it on?

It gave him a fright...

Seeing Jiang Yubai's expression, Lin Tingwan tilted her head, and the lace headband on her head trembled with the movement.

She took out a small notebook, wrote something down, and handed it over.

"Jiang Yubai doesn't like it?"

Well.....

This isn't a matter of liking or disliking.

Things should be viewed dialectically, and comprehensive consideration should be given from multiple dimensions such as the unity of subjective initiative and objective laws, the coordination of form and content, and the connection between particularity and universality.

In short...

Okay, he likes it.

No, who wouldn't like this?

When you open the door to your home, your adorable little maid is sitting obediently on the bed, waiting for you.

To reiterate, Jiang Yubai is definitely not a maid-obsessed person.

It's simply that... this outfit is just too lethal.

After his mind raced for a while, Jiang Yubai, watching Lin Tingwan lean closer and closer, belatedly realized...

I don't think I've answered yet.

He cleared his throat, trying to make his voice sound steady:

"I do like it... but why did you suddenly decide to wear this?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Tingwan blinked and gently sat up straight.

She picked up the notebook, wrote a few lines, and then handed it to him.

"That's what my sister said."

Upon seeing this line of text, a huge question mark immediately popped into Jiang Yubai's head.

What do you mean by "said by my older sister"?

He checked again incredulously:

"Was it... that your sister Lin Jianxia made you wear it?"

No, which timeline has he traveled to?

However, Lin Tingwan quickly shook her head and wrote a new line:

"My sister said I can have the maid outfit as a reward."

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

Although it's not as outrageous as before... it's still pretty outrageous!

What does it mean that Lin Jianxia told her younger sister that she could give her a maid outfit as a reward?

this--

and many more.

Jiang Yubai seemed to have thought of something, and his thoughts suddenly paused.

He paused for two seconds, then cautiously began to speak:

"You saw this... in the draft?"

Lin Tingwan nodded.

Upon receiving an affirmative answer, Jiang Yubai's expression suddenly became somewhat subtle.

He seems to... know why Lin Jianxia was so angry before.

So, after Lin Tingwan finished reading the draft, the egg she made was this one?

That draft notebook does indeed contain this passage, the original words are:

"Jiang Yubai! How about I go back and wear a maid outfit as a reward for you?!"

Jiang Yubai was teasing the little hedgehog when Lin Jianxia retorted indignantly.

It was originally said in anger, but when Lin Tingwan saw these words... she probably automatically extracted the keywords.

Maid outfit, as a reward.

Wearing a maid outfit is a reward for Jiang Yubai.jpg

Where can I go to reason with them?

Jiang Yubai was at a loss for words, both amused and exasperated.

Come to think of it, the root of the problem seems to lie with myself... I guess I deserved that beating.

After sorting out the cause and effect in his mind, Jiang Yubai's originally tense mood relaxed a little.

He composed himself and turned his head to look at Lin Tingwan beside him.

He just sat there quietly, his long, smooth hair falling down his shoulders and neck, with a few strands gently tucked behind his ears by a lace headband.

The black and white maid outfit had fine pleats at the neckline, and the skirt spread loosely over the edge of the bed.

Pure white stockings fit snugly around her slender calves, and black leather shoes were worn side by side with the toes slightly turned inward.

A faint scent of lavender wafts over.

Completely different from Lin Jianxia's sullen "If you dare laugh, I'll bite you" attitude, Lin Tingwan's bewildered and unguarded appearance...

She's more like a little maid.

As he watched, Jiang Yubai couldn't resist reaching out and gently stroking the girl's soft hair.

Lin Tingwan not only didn't dodge, but instead slightly tilted her head and narrowed her eyes, looking quite pleased.

—It's becoming more and more like a cat...

—How about we get her a cat ear headband?

Quickly banishing that dangerous thought from his mind, Jiang Yubai withdrew his hand and, making conversation, said:

"Wanwan, how do you feel in this outfit?"

As soon as he said it, he realized he had asked a pointless question.

This dress was custom-made to Lin Jianxia's size, and since the two are twins, how could it not fit?

Upon hearing this, Lin Tingwan thought about it seriously, lowered her head and wrote a few strokes in her notebook before handing it to him.

Jiang Yubai glanced at it casually, then suddenly froze.

"My chest feels a little tight."

What does .. mean?

The instant he grasped a certain fact, Jiang Yubai abruptly stopped himself, burying it deep within his brain, determined never to open it again.

—Oh no, if he lets this slip, Lin Jianxia will really kill him.

It's unbelievable that twins can...

Before his thoughts could wander to some dangerous place, the familiar notebook was handed to him again.

Jiang Yubai blinked.

He had seen this handwriting many times before.

"hug."

Jiang Yubai looked up and saw Lin Tingwan holding a notebook, her beautiful eyes fixed on him, her face full of earnest and adorable expression.

Even though they had hugged many times, whenever they were alone, she would always stubbornly hold up this notebook and hand over the same two words.

This persistence... is just as unwavering as my love for the grilled chicken wings from the place downstairs.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yubai even felt a strange sense of being flattered.

As soon as he nodded, Lin Tingwan leaned over and obediently wrapped her arms around his neck.

Jiang Yubai held a chicken wing in his left hand, hesitated for a moment with his right hand, and then gently put his arm around the girl's soft waist.

It feels soft and smooth to the touch; I wonder what kind of fabric it's made of.