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Sheng Yingran, hand in hand, sang "Hand in hand, one step, two steps, three steps, four steps, looking at the sky~" as they returned to their home in Shanghai.

Sheng Yingran: "I called them and asked them to come and choose a room."

"Don't call them over yet," Su Jing advised.

Sheng Yingran tilted her head, looking at Su Jing with a puzzled expression. Her little thoughts were seen through at a glance.

"Hehehe~ Su Su wants to spend some time alone with her older sister, right?"

She hooked her arm around Su Jing's neck, brought her face close to his mouth, and was incredibly proactive.

Since Su Su wants to be alone with me, then I, Sheng Yingran, will not stand on ceremony.

Su Jing's heart pounded, her cheeks flushed, and she felt somewhat at a loss.

I thought to myself, "Damn it, she's already taken the initiative like this. She's a girl, what am I afraid of?"

I can't back down!

Su Jing lowered his head to kiss him.

"Huh? What's that room over there?"

She relaxed, turned around, put her hands behind her back, and strode with cheerful steps, a smile playing on her lips as she teased her younger brother.

Su Jing tapped his head.

I shouldn't have hesitated.

……

Sheng Yingran pushed open the door to the room to the right of the first-floor living room, which was an antique-style study.

The Four Treasures of the Study were placed on the long table.

Sheng Yingran said with great interest, "Su Su, grind the ink, I'll write a few words for the bridal chamber."

"Okay." Su Jing obediently ground the powder.

Sheng Yingran took out a sheet of Xuan paper, laid it on the table, picked up a brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote with a flourish—"Handsome and imposing."

"The character '福' (good fortune) wasn't written well; please get another one."

"it is good."

Su Jing handed over another piece of paper.

Sheng Yingran picked up her pen again and wrote, but she was still not satisfied.

"It's been a while since I wrote anything, I'm a bit rusty, here's another one."

Su Jing handed her another sheet of paper, and she picked up her pen again to write, but she was still not satisfied. She changed the paper again, wrote again, but was still not satisfied.

"Sis, I think you wrote very well."

"Of course I need to write it well when it's at home. Here's another one, let me practice."

Su Jing handed over the paper: "This is the only one left."

"Is this the only one?"

"Um."

Sheng Yingran thought for a moment. There were no shops selling Xuan paper nearby. If she didn't finish writing it soon, she wouldn't be able to write it today.

She has an impatient personality.

"Then I won't write it yet, I'll practice first."

"Yes, there's no more paper in this room. Where are you?"

Sheng Yingran looked around and finally fixed her gaze on Su Jing: "Take off your clothes."

"Huh?" Su Jing was confused. "Why are you taking off your clothes?"

"Take it off, just take it off now."

"……All right."

Su Jing dared not disobey her sister's order, so she obediently took off her clothes and stood there shyly.

Sheng Ying pointed to the tatami mat next to her: "Go lie down on it."

Su Jing said "oh" and obediently lay down.

Sheng Yingran walked over with the ink box, sat directly on him, dipped her brush in the ink, and was about to write on Su Jing's chest.

Su Jing was startled: "Practicing calligraphy on my body?"

"Just wash it later, don't move."

As she spoke, she put her pen down and wrote on Su Jing's body. When she didn't write well, she wiped it with a wet tissue and continued writing. She did this several times, but she was still not satisfied.

"Forget it, I'm not writing anymore." She put down her pen in frustration.

"I'll write it," Su Jing said.

"You can?"

"Hmm, that's impressive."

Su Jing picked up a pen to write an inscription.

Sheng Yingran stopped him: "Write it for me first. If it's well written, then you can add the inscription."

"Where should I practice?"

"this."

Sheng Yingran lifted her skirt, revealing her long, fair, and delicate legs.

"Practice your writing here first, and see how good you are."

"what?"

"What? Hurry up!"

My sister is really awesome!

Since she had said that, Su Jing couldn't refuse, so he sat down next to her, dipped his brush in ink, and tried to calm himself down, pretending it was just rice paper.

I put pen to paper and began writing.

Sheng Yingran placed her hands on either side of her, tilted her head to look at the crooked characters, and couldn't help but laugh: "Su Su, didn't you say you were really good at calligraphy? Hehehe~ You're just bragging. Yours isn't even as good as mine."

"I..." Su Jing wanted to explain—I'm naturally good at writing, but when I'm writing on a girl's lap, I get nervous. How can I concentrate on writing? How could I possibly write well?

I feel like my older sister is going to ruin me.

Su Jing is a strong-willed person.

If his sister doesn't believe him, then he'll prove it to her.

Su Jing took it seriously.

I started practicing writing diligently.

The more I wrote, the uglier it got.

Sheng Yingran said helplessly, "Forget it, stop writing. It's getting uglier and uglier."

"That's because I was writing while lying down, of course I couldn't write well. Who writes calligraphy while lying down?"

Su Jing was unconvinced.

Sheng Yingran smiled knowingly: "Oh, I see. If you write it like this, you'll definitely be able to write it well."

Before Su Jing could figure out what was going on, he suddenly felt a burden on his shoulders.

Turning my head to look...

It's a leg!

Su Jing was taken aback.

They were so scared they dropped their calligraphy brushes.

"Sister, is this how you play it?"

Sheng Yingran: "This is easier to write."

Su Jing was speechless, thinking to himself that he might as well lie on the ground and write these things.

The more I write, the uglier it will become.

Su Jing awkwardly picked up the brush, started writing, and then stopped.

"Why aren't you writing?"

"Well... I forgot which words we were supposed to write."

Sheng Yingran, the expert at dealing with stubbornness: "Hehehe~ So incredibly handsome."

Su Jing tried to calm herself down, because she needed to calm her mind to write well.

"Susu's ink is pretty good."

"Yes, the ink is very white, oops, it's very white ink stains. Oh dear, don't disturb me while I'm writing."

"Haha, okay, okay, I won't bother you anymore."

soon.

Su Jing finished writing and put down his pen.

"It's a bit hot, I'm going to get some fresh air."

Su Jing got up and left in a hurry.

"stop!"

Su Jing turned around: "What's wrong?"

"You missed writing a word."

"That's impossible!"

"Would I lie to you?"

Sheng Yingran straightened her legs.

Su Jing went up to take a look.

The word written on the left is: 【Handsome】

The right side reads: [Person]

Sheng Yingran: "I didn't lie to you, did I? Is there a word missing?"

"Absolutely no words are missing; I remember writing them down."

"The facts are right in front of you; you're missing just one word..."

Sheng Yingran paused for a moment after saying this.

The character wasn't written, but it was there.

"You brat, how dare you!"

"Huh? No, no!" Su Jing also realized what had happened. "I forgot a word, I forgot a word. I didn't mean to tease you, sister."

"You're dead! Stop right there!"

Su Jing ran, Sheng Yingran chased after him.