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

Fang Xuan had another purpose in saying he was going for a walk.

I want to buy some clothes for Ningxian.

She came without bringing anything, just that white dress.

Wearing his short-sleeved shirt looks good... but it's still not quite appropriate.

And... underwear.

Yes...it wasn't there before.

The top is... and the bottom is too...

The white short-sleeved shirt revealed three rosy pink spots, which were so alluring they were almost irresistible.

His heart races every time he sees it, and he can't think straight at all...

So he took Ning Qian's hand and led her into a clothing store.

Ning Qian remained silent and dazed after entering, simply following him quietly.

Fang Xuan thought she was shy.

But in reality, she didn't dare to speak, because if she did, it might reveal that she wasn't from this world.

She had never seen these clothes before, and she could barely understand the prices on the tags.

She didn't know what price was considered expensive or cheap, so she could only pretend to be calm.

Fang Xuan picked up a light blue long dress and held it up against her.

The color complemented her skin tone perfectly, and the length reached her knees—neither too short nor too long.

"Sister, want to try this?"

Ning Qian first looked at him with a somewhat blank expression.

Then she realized what was happening, took the dress, and went into the fitting room.

She didn't come out until quite a while later.

The zipper on the skirt was only half-zipped up, but it got stuck at the side of my waist, and I couldn't reach it no matter what I did.

She stood there, somewhat at a loss.

Fang Xuan walked over and helped her zip up her jacket.

"It looks good," he said.

She had never worn this kind of clothing before, but her junior said it looked good, so it looked good.

Fang Xuan picked out a few more items.

A short skirt, a sweatshirt, jeans, and a pair of white canvas shoes.

The more I buy, the more addicted I become.

Then he walked to the lingerie section and paused for a moment.

The shelves were stocked with lingerie in various colors: lace, cotton, and seamless.

He glanced at it, then glanced at it again, his mind filled with images of Ning Qian wearing these clothes...

A cool and aloof older sister, paired with pink lace... that feeling is just awful.

Fang Xuan... you're hopeless.

No, Fang Xuan, you're a true genius.

He picked up a white set, hesitated for a moment, and then changed to a light purple one.

Then I got a pink set and a black set.

Ning Qian stood to the side, looking at the thin fabric, her ears turning slightly red.

She had never seen these things in the lower realm, but she knew they were worn underneath clothing.

My junior brother wants to buy this for her? Looks like he's finally starting to get it. So, next, can we do...?

After leaving the clothing store, we wandered around for a long time.

Fang Xuan was carrying several bags: clothes, shoes, and a bag of snacks.

Ning Qian walked slowly beside him, holding his hand.

A river breeze blows, carrying moisture and distant songs.

The night market was still lit up, but the noise gradually thinned out.

Fang Xuan was a little tired and hungry.

He glanced at the roadside; the barbecue stalls were still open, with a few plastic tables and chairs set up outside, and a young couple sitting in a corner eating skewers and drinking beer.

"Sister, do you want some barbecue?" he asked.

Ning Qian followed his gaze.

Smoke billowed from the barbecue grill, meat skewers sizzled, and the aroma wafted over.

She had never seen this food before, but it smelled delicious.

"Okay," she said.

I found a quiet spot to sit down; there was a small table and two plastic chairs.

Fang Xuan put the shopping bag on the ground: "Boss, a case of ice-cold beer, please."

The boss responded and quickly brought over a case of beer, placing it on the table.

Fang Xuan opened the two bottles and handed one to Ning Qian.

Ning Qian took the beer and examined it carefully.

It's iced wine; it feels cool to the touch.

She followed Fang Xuan's example and took a sip as well.

It tastes a bit bitter, but it's very refreshing to drink, it's cool and soothing.

She took another sip, and this time it wasn't so bitter; instead, it had a slightly sweet aftertaste.

Good wine...

Those spirit wines and strong liquors are all different from this.

It's faint and gentle, like the breeze by the river.

Fang Xuan ordered a bunch of skewers: beef, lamb, chicken wings, eggplant, chives, and dried tofu.

The grilled meat skewers were served, sprinkled with chili powder and cumin, steaming hot.

Ning Qian took a bite of the beef.

Spicy...very spicy.

It made her eyes a little wet.

So she held the beer in both hands and sipped it slowly to relieve the spiciness.

The cool liquor diluted the spiciness in her mouth, making her squint her eyes in comfort...

Fang Xuan looked at her, feeling a little itchy inside.

The way my older sister eats... is so cute.

Ningxian ate a lot, more than she usually eats at home.

I tried every skewer, but my favorite was still the beef.

But as she was eating, she suddenly felt a little dizzy.

The beer bottle was still in his hand, but there wasn't much beer left.

She couldn't remember how many she had drunk—one bottle? Two bottles? Or three bottles?

Her head began to sink little by little, like a chick pecking at rice.

Fang Xuan in front of me also increased from one to two, and then from two to three.

No, that won't do. If all three junior brothers are together... it'll definitely break.

She was thinking in a daze.

Fang Xuan looked up and saw Ning Qian's little head drooping down.

He quickly reached out and cupped her forehead with his palm to prevent it from hitting the table.

Ning Qian's face was pressed against his palm, soft and yielding.

She nuzzled against it, like a kitten that had found a warm nest.

"Sister?" Fang Xuan called out tentatively.

Ning Qian did not react; her breathing was even, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

Fang Xuan was stunned for a while before he realized... he must be drunk.

My sister is drunk... What can you do when you're drunk?

When drunk... you'll do anything.

How perverted! He actually wanted to do things to her that she had no idea about...

Tonight.

He quickly paid the bill, hung the shopping bags on his wrist, and then helped her up.

Ning Qian leaned softly against him, resting her head on his shoulder, and mumbled something, but it was hard to hear what she was saying.

He simply picked her up and carried her horizontally.

It was much lighter than he had imagined.

The hoodie's hood hung down, covering half of her face. The other half was rosy, her lips were slightly parted, and she was breathing very lightly.

Fang Xuan carried her and walked home step by step.

The night market had mostly closed, and the streets had quieted down, with only the streetlights still on.

Her hair brushed against his chin, tickling him, and smelled faintly of shampoo...

.......

When he got home, he couldn't open the door with his hands free, so he had to use his knees to push the door open with great difficulty.

I went inside and gently placed her on the bed.

She lay there, her hair spread out on the pillow.

Fang Xuan stood by the bed and looked at her.

My heart was beating so fast, it felt like it was going to jump out of my chest.

He knelt down and helped her take off her shoes.

These are white canvas shoes, newly bought today, and the soles haven't gotten very dusty yet.

Her feet were very small, her socks were white, and her ankles were so thin that you could hold them in one hand...

He then helped her take off her hoodie, revealing the short-sleeved shirt underneath.

It's white, very thin, and the neckline is a bit too big.

Then I quickly pulled the blanket over her and gently covered her with it.

Covered from head to toe, only the face was visible.

He then took out his phone and took a picture.

That's right, he wanted to secretly take a cute photo without her knowing anything.

Click! The flash went off.

He was so startled he almost threw his phone away, then quickly glanced at Ning Qian.

She didn't wake up, she just frowned a little, and then fell asleep again.

Fang Xuan looked at the photo on his phone screen.

She is very quiet, well-behaved, and cute.

He set it as his wallpaper, then put his phone in his pocket, turned off the light, left the room, and gently closed the door behind him...

.......

As soon as Fang Xuan stood in the living room, he started grinning like an idiot...

Hahahaha.

He managed to capture this adorable sleeping face.

You'll see it every day from now on.

No, it means I can see real people every day.

He turned off the living room lights and lay down on the sofa.

The sofa was a bit short, and his feet dangled off the edge, but he didn't care.

I can't sleep, I just can't sleep at all, my mind is filled with the images from just now.

The way she rubbed her hand against his palm, the way she lay in bed.

He rolled over and buried his face in the cushion.

Fang Xuan, could you have been any more perverted just now?

For example... pinching her cheeks without her knowing?

Or even worse... touching the leg.

No, no... How could Fang Xuan be that kind of person?

But......

No!

He rolled around on the sofa, making it creak and groan.

I can't sleep, so I can only count sheep.

One...two...

When he counted to the second one, he tilted his head to the side, smiled, and fell asleep.

In his dream, he heard her soft voice again.

"Junior brother... you can do whatever you want..."

He chuckled again...

Hehehe....

Hehehe.....