Sister, can I be a maid too?

It has a delicate texture and feels amazing to the touch.

...No, this dress looks expensive just by touching it. How could Xia Jianjian afford it?

He subconsciously stroked the silk again along its texture, then suddenly realized something was wrong and quickly stopped.

"......"

Jiang Yubai turned his head to look at him somewhat guiltily.

However, Lin Tingwan didn't seem to notice, or perhaps she did but didn't care, she just gently rested her little head on his shoulder, her soft breath falling quietly on his neck.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but felt that something was wrong with him.

Perhaps it was because of the maid outfit, but the hugs that had become a daily routine and something I was used to felt a little uneasy this time.

...That feeling of unease was second only to the time when Lin Tingwan snuggled into his arms while wearing a thin nightgown.

Jiang Yubai's tense body finally relaxed after Lin Tingwan finished replenishing her energy.

He handed over the chicken wings he was holding:

"Here, eat up, or it'll get cold."

Speaking of which...

We usually eat chicken wings first and then hug, but today it's the other way around...

Watching Lin Tingwan nibble on the chicken wing, Jiang Yubai unconsciously looked around before his gaze was drawn to the phone on the bedside table.

He seemed to suddenly remember something and asked curiously:

"By the way, Wanwan, are you not very familiar with typing on a mobile phone?"

Hearing this, Lin Tingwan shook her head.

Does this mean "familiar"?

Jiang Yubai became increasingly curious:

"Then why not just type it out instead of writing it in a notebook first?"

Surely it's not because they're complaining about the amount of data they're using, right?

Lin Tingwan paused for a moment, handed the chicken wing to Jiang Yubai, and then took out the notebook and began to write slowly.

This time, however, she didn't hand over the last page; instead, she turned to the very first page.

She carefully flipped through the entire notebook in front of Jiang Yubai before turning back to the last page.

"Write down what you say."

After finishing writing, she took the chicken wing from the stunned Jiang Yubai's hand and continued to nibble on it.

Jiang Yubai belatedly came to his senses, looked at the cell phone, and then at the notebook.

so.....

In Lin Tingwan's mind, only what is meticulously written in a spiral notebook can truly be considered "words spoken".

Jiang Yubai had a sudden realization and looked at Lin Tingwan, who was dressed as a maid.

I looked at it again.

"........"

He coughed lightly and said:

"Um... Wanwan, after we finish eating the chicken wings, shall we change out of this outfit?"

Lin Tingwan paused slightly, then lowered her head to look for the notebook.

Seeing her posture, Jiang Yubai knew what she wanted to write even before handing her the notebook, and quickly said:

"I love it! I love it!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Tingwan stopped what she was doing, raised her eyes to look at him, and seemed somewhat puzzled.

"...That's how it is."

Jiang Yubai forced himself to explain.

"Just like the previous hug, if your sister sees this, she might do something... rather extreme."

Just kidding. If Lin Jianxia saw his younger sister dressed as a maid, his first reaction would definitely not be to cause trouble for Lin Tingwan, but to tear Jiang Yubai to pieces.

After all, talking about being a maid might not seem like much, but once you actually put on a maid outfit, the situation changes completely.

After all, even Lin Jianxia only wore it once because she wanted to reconcile and only tried it on impulsively, and afterwards she was extremely shy.

Upon hearing this, Lin Tingwan tilted her head and thought for a moment.

For some reason, the girl handed over the spiral notebook.

"My sister will worry."

Worry?

Jiang Yubai hesitated for two seconds, then nodded:

"Correct."

I would definitely worry, worried that my cute and adorable little sister would be tricked by a big bad wolf and lose her way.

So Lin Tingwan nodded in agreement, wrote another line, and handed it over:

"My sister will worry, so don't let her know."

"...Mmm...Ah..."

Jiang Yubai subconsciously agreed, but then vaguely felt that something was wrong.

Only after telling Lin Tingwan to quickly change her clothes and leave the room did he belatedly realize—

That's not right!

I didn't do anything at all!

The words in this notebook were clearly written by Lin Jianxia herself, the maid outfit was bought by her, and even Lin Tingwan wearing it... was because of her sister!

He had absolutely no idea!

How did it all become so muddled... that he became the mastermind behind encouraging Lin Tingwan to wear a maid outfit?!

Why do you think he was the mastermind?

Just kidding, what if Lin Jianxia pushed open the door and found her younger sister dressed in such a maid outfit, curled up in her arms...?

Try explaining to her that "Lin Tingwan wanted to wear it herself".

Thinking of this, Jiang Yubai turned his head and silently looked at the door of the room.

So... is it too late to go in now and say to Lin Tingwan, 'Wanwan, how about we discuss telling your sister?'

I feel like my favorability rating is going to plummet...

Oh well, I hope Lin Jianxia won't find out. After all, Tingting probably only wore it out of curiosity this once.

Ok.

Thinking this, Jiang Yubai felt a little relieved and turned to leave.

It shouldn't be a problem, right?

Fifteen minutes later.

When Jiang Yubai glanced at the door for the seventh time, Lin Jianxia finally couldn't hold back anymore.

"Jiang Yubai, what are you looking at so absentmindedly?" she asked curiously. "Didn't you say Wanwan would be here soon? Is there a problem?"

Jiang Yubai abruptly turned his head:

"N-nothing..."

This reaction, which seemed to imply something was amiss, made Lin Jianxia frown.

She glanced at Jiang Yubai, who seemed to be sitting on pins and needles, then at the food on the table, her expression gradually becoming worried:

"Could something have happened to Wanwan?"

Thinking of this, Lin Jianxia suddenly became restless and got up to go to her room:

"I gonna go see!"

"Hey, wait a minute!"

Lin Jianxia paused in her steps.

She blinked, slowly lowered her head, and looked down at the wrist that Jiang Yubai was holding.

Jiang Yubai awkwardly withdrew his hand:

"Well, Lin Tingwan will be here soon, we... we'll just wait a little longer."

Damn it... I forgot that it's a hassle to put on and take off maid outfits. What if Lin Tingwan finds it too troublesome and comes over without changing?

Wouldn't that mean we're doomed?

But he couldn't go in and take a look, what if Lin Tingwan was changing clothes?

We can't let Lin Jianxia go over and check; what if Lin Tingwan is changing clothes?!

Lin Jianxia withdrew her arm, her ears turning slightly red, trying her best to appear nonchalant.

"If Wanwan is alright, then... why do you look so distracted?"

Just as Jiang Yubai was about to speak, the door suddenly clicked open.

The two of them subconsciously looked up and saw Lin Tingwan slowly entering the room, wearing the sportswear that Jiang Yubai had bought for her.

She easily returned to her seat, glancing at the two people staring at her with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

"Late night?"

Lin Jianxia looked around but couldn't see anything wrong. She asked in confusion,

Why did it take so long today?

Hearing her older sister's question, Lin Tingwan lowered her head and scribbled something in her notebook.