I don't want to be trained by my senior sister!

As Fang Xuan was thinking, a beautiful figure in the distance suddenly came into view.

Ning Qian walked slowly over, holding an umbrella.

She was still wearing the same white dress she wore when we first met.

Rainwater slid down the edge of the umbrella, forming a hazy curtain of rain around her.

Then she stopped in front of him, reached out, and took his hand.

Fingers intertwined...

Fang Xuan's entire body stiffened slightly.

And so, she gently pulled me into the rain...

.......

The rain was very loud.

The water splashed against the umbrella surface with a loud thud, creating tiny droplets.

But it was quiet under the umbrella.

It was so quiet that the only sound was their breathing.

Fang Xuan was gently led by her hand, and they walked forward step by step.

There was no awkwardness, no shyness, just a very familiar feeling...

Very comfortable.

It's as if that's how they were supposed to be.

It seems like this scene has happened countless times before.

He couldn't help but turn his head to look at her.

She held up the umbrella and looked straight ahead.

Rainwater slid down the edge of the umbrella, but she protected him well, not a single drop got wet.

Fang Xuan suddenly felt that this scene... was really familiar.

It seems like they walked this way a long, long time ago.

Somewhere, on a rainy day.

But... how is that possible? He's only known her for two days.

He looked down at their intertwined hands...

Her hands were soft and cold.

But it's also very heartwarming...

Why does this feeling... feel so familiar?

.......

Halfway there.

Ning Qian suddenly slowed down again.

Fang Xuan looked up at her with some confusion.

She was looking at him too, her eyes filled with tenderness and a hint of a smile.

"You were very good today, you waited for me..." she said softly.

Fang Xuan was stunned for a moment, and then still hadn't reacted.

She had already lowered her head slightly.

Right there in front of passersby... in the shadows cast by the umbrella, I gently kissed him.

It's soft.

It smelled of rain.

Fang Xuan's mind went completely blank for a moment; he felt like he was about to faint...

This...this is...on the street...

Will anyone see this...?

He felt his heart pounding so hard it felt like it was going to burst out of his chest.

Ning Qian stepped back a little, looked at him like this, and smiled softly.

"It's not convenient right now..."

Her voice was very soft, like raindrops drifting into his ears.

"I'll reward you when we get home..."

Fang Xuan felt the heat rising on his face again.

Is there...any more reward? What could it be...?

He didn't dare to think about it... but he couldn't help thinking about it.

Ning Qian had already taken his hand and continued walking forward.

Under the umbrella, only the sound of rain and heartbeats remained.

.......

arrive home.

The door closed.

Fang Xuan stood in the entryway, feeling that sense of panic rising again, and his heart began to race once more.

He's hopeless...

So, how should he bring up the topic of the reward...?

Damn it...

He stood there, his mind a complete mess.

Ning Qian had already gone into the kitchen and brought out the prepared food.

Fang Xuan paused for a moment.

Hmm...? So you can cook.

He looked at the three dishes and one soup on the table, steaming hot and smelling delicious.

Why did you burn down the kitchen before that? Was it because you didn't know how to use the gas stove...?

From a mountain village?

He looked at Ning Qian.

She stood by the table, setting out the bowls and chopsticks, her movements natural and her expression calm.

Such an innocent look...

They probably really came from some remote mountain village...

"Let's eat first."

Ning Qian raised her head and looked at him.

Fang Xuan also came to his senses, walked over and sat down...

But he was still absent-minded during the meal.

Okay... he just wants a reward...

No... it's... it's that... this... um...

Fine, he admits he's a pervert, sob sob...

I had those kinds of thoughts about her...

He couldn't fool his own heartbeat, so he assumed it was a case of lust at first sight.

Even at first glance, he couldn't suppress the feeling of his heart fluttering...

He didn't believe she was really his cousin... she was probably just homeless and seeking lodging.

Yes, that must be it.

So whatever they do, it's a perfectly normal relationship.

He's rich, he can afford to support him. So what if he's a few years older? What does it matter...?

His thoughts drifted further and further away, his chopsticks poking at the rice in his bowl, his gaze becoming unfocused.

What should we name our future children...?

......

After finishing the meal and cleaning up...

Normally, this would be his lunch break.

But how can Fang Xuan still sleep now?

He sat on the sofa, his mind a jumbled mess.

Ning Qian came over and sat down next to him.

They were so close, close enough to smell her fragrance.

Fang Xuan's heart began to race again.

Ning Qian looked at him gently: "Is the pressure at school too much? I can help you relieve some of that pressure..."

Fang Xuan's throat bobbed a few more times.

Release...release stress?!

He glanced at Ning Qian furtively; her expression was perfectly normal, as if she were talking about something very ordinary.

Does she... not know what she's saying, or is this... her understanding of "relieving stress"?

Fang Xuan felt even more guilty.

Ning Qian continued to coax, "Of course, that's only if Junior Brother is obedient."

Fang Xuan spoke almost instinctively.

"Listen...be obedient, of course I'll listen..."

Ning Qian looked at him and smiled slightly.

"That......"

She stood up and took his hand: "Now, let's go inside with your sister..."

......

Fang Xuan was dazed and confused as she led him into the room.

The door closed behind me...

Ning Qian stood in front of him.

The afternoon sun shone through the gaps in the curtains, casting dappled shadows on her.

The neckline of her long dress was slightly open, revealing her fair collarbone.

Below the collarbone, there's a subtle, barely visible curve...

Fang Xuan didn't dare to look at all... but he couldn't help looking.

He felt a little heat in his nose...

Ning Qian took a step closer, and Fang Xuan took a step back.

She took another step closer, and he took another step back.

With his back pressed against the wall, he had nowhere to retreat.

Ning Qian stood in front of him, very close, close enough that he could feel the warmth of her breath.

She raised her hand and gently pressed it against his chest.

"Why is my heart beating so fast...?"

Fang Xuan swallowed hard: "Sister...Sister..."

"Um?"

"What...what are you going to do...?"

Ning Qian looked at him, her eyes cold and clear, but something was stirring deep within them.

"Let's help my junior brother release some pressure..."

She leaned close to his ear and whispered again, "If you're obedient... you'll get even more rewards..."

.......