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

Fang Xuan waited for a while, but his senior sister who had run away still didn't return to receive her punishment.

I went into the living room and poured myself a glass of water.

The kitchen door was open, and there were washed vegetables on the stove and half-cut potatoes on the cutting board.

Ning Qian hid behind the door, only daring to peek out half her head.

Her hair was a little messy, and her ears were still red. When she saw him looking at her, she pulled her head back.

Fang Xuan put down his cup: "Senior Sister, aren't you going to come and accept your punishment?"

Ning Qian peeked out the window again, pretending to look out seriously.

"Oh...it's getting late, we should cook dinner."

Her voice was serious, but her legs were still trembling slightly.

Fang Xuan walked over to her: "No rush. Senior Sister's body was so sensitive yesterday, she should exercise more today."

"No, I'm going to cook." Ning Qian put on a stern face, trying her best to maintain her senior sister's dignity.

"Then I'll just cook my own meals, senior sister..."

"No, that won't do." Ning Qian's ears were burning. She gripped the door frame and shrank behind the door.

My junior brother is truly mischievous and always bullies her.

If she could sense no cultivation level here, she would definitely punish her junior brother severely.

She watched Fang Xuan walk towards her step by step, and subconsciously took a step back, then another, until her back was pressed against the stove.

There's no way to retreat.

"Senior sister, you wouldn't want to see your body ruined by the laws of lust, would you...?"

Fang Xuan stood in front of her, looking down at her.

She looked up, her eyes wet.

The stove was just waist-high to her, so...

"Don't speak," Fang Xuan said. "Move yourself."

Ning Qian bit her lower lip and could only obediently turn around.

Fang Xuan wrapped his arms around her waist from behind...

Then, of course... I'll give my senior sister some exercise.

The kitchen was quiet, except... the faucet on the stove wasn't turned off properly, and water dripped into the sink.

Snap, snap...

........

Ning Qian bit her lower lip, breathing heavily.

My elbows were pressed against the marble countertop, and they were slightly red from the friction.

"Um......"

The junior brother said he would discipline her severely, but he was actually very gentle...

She slowly succumbed to it, her body going limp, instinctively...

But how can you do such a thing in a place like the kitchen...?

But it feels so good.

...very complete, every thrust was...

She was feeling more and more comfortable, biting her lower lip, but she couldn't help but let out those blush-inducing sounds.

But then... it suddenly... dropped again.

Ning Qian paused for a moment, then turned around and looked at Fang Xuan with a puzzled expression.

Fang Xuan didn't say anything, but simply reached out and picked up the spatula from the cutting board, then put it in her hand.

Ning Qian stared blankly at the spatula. "Huh...?"

"Senior sister, cook." Fang Xuan said calmly, as if she were talking about something perfectly normal.

So, while the senior sister cooked, he cooked...

And he can satisfy his senior sister, and she can satisfy him in return—perfect...

Fang Xuan thought he was a genius.

"Alright..." Ning Qian said with a blush and a hint of reproach.

How could such a thing be done together?

Fang Xuan chuckled and whispered in her ear, "Senior sister, please, just this once, I'll let you have your way tonight..."

"Then...then...you...step back a little..."

Ning Qian's ears turned as red as if they were about to bleed.

She didn't know why she agreed to her junior brother's strange request...

She held the spatula and stirred the potatoes, which tumbled around in the pan, a few falling onto the stove...

Fang Xuan rested his chin on her shoulder.