A god-level beauty system? But I'm already a god-level beauty!

Lin Chunuan pouted, her eyes drooped, and she burst into tears.

"Brother doesn't want Nuannuan anymore! Brother doesn't want Nuannuan anymore!"

She cried and screamed, her voice so shrill and loud that it almost shook the entire house.

Large tears streamed down her face, leaving dark stains on the sofa cushions.

Shen Ye also realized what was happening at that moment.

I think I just dropped Nuannuan off, and quite roughly at that...

In a moment of impulse, I lost control and completely disregarded my sister's feelings...

The burning sensation in my body gradually subsided, replaced by a feeling of guilt.

He sighed, sat down on the sofa, and opened his arms to pull Lin Chunuan into his embrace.

The little girl was still crying, her body convulsing, her snot and tears smeared all over his T-shirt.

Lin Chunuan struggled to her feet, pounding his chest with her small fists, trying to push him away.

But with her limited strength, she couldn't budge Shen Ye at all.

"Nuan Nuan, it's my fault..."

Shen Ye spoke in a very low and soft voice, as if he were coaxing a frightened little animal.

"I shouldn't have been so rough, brother was wrong."

Lin Chunuan struggled less, but her lips were still pouting and tears were still flowing.

"My brother is different now..."

She spoke through choked sobs, her voice broken and nasal.

"I've never treated Nuannuan like this before..."

Shen Ye remained silent for a while.

She's right.

No matter how much she acted up before, I never lost my temper, let alone ripped her off and threw her out...

Today was definitely a bit too much...

However, if we hadn't dropped her just now, some things might have gone awry...

Of course, "things" is just a euphemism; what exactly it is, or what it is, is quite intriguing...

"It's my fault."

He repeated it, placing his palm on the back of Lin Chunuan's head, his fingertips gently stroking her hair.

"I will be nicer to Nuannuan from now on."

Lin Chunuan gave a heavy "hmm" sound and buried her head in Shen Ye's chest.

The girl's body was still trembling; she was crying so hard that she couldn't stop for a while.

Shen Ye gently stroked her warm head, stroking it slowly and patiently.

"Don't cry, sweetie."

Her voice was very gentle, completely different from her usual nonchalant tone.

It took Lin Chunuan a while to recover.

The sobbing gradually stopped, leaving only the occasional sniffling sound.

She angrily punched her brother's chest a few times, the force weak and almost like tickling.

She pouted and didn't say anything, clearly still throwing a tantrum.

Then she climbed out of Shen Ye's arms and put her pink and white little feet on his thigh.

She looked at him with a pitiful expression, her little face contorted in distress.

"Brother, my feet are so sore from walking all day..."

The little girl's feet were very small and delicate, with round, white toes, a beautiful arch, and slender ankles.

"Brother, could you give me a massage...?"

Under these circumstances, how could Shen Ye refuse her?

He picked up her delicate feet, pressed his thumb into the soles of her feet, and gently kneaded them.

Lin Chunuan's feet were a little ticklish, and she flinched when the pressure was applied, but quickly pulled them back.

Shen Ye applied moderate pressure, pressing back and forth along the arch of the foot with his thumb, occasionally pinching the base of the toes.

Lin Chunuan seemed to feel very comfortable, and her face slowly turned rosy.

His eyes were half-closed, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his lips were slightly parted.

"Um......"

A very soft moan escaped from her mouth.

Shen Ye's fingers paused for a moment, then continued.

Continue massaging the area between her soles and ankles.

Lin Chunuan covered her mouth and hummed a few more times, as if she was enduring something.

After massaging her feet, Lin Chunuan used Shen Ye as a body pillow.

Just like before, she used all four limbs to cling tightly to his body.

She rested her head on his shoulder, wrapped her arms around his waist, and her legs around him.

Soft, tender, and smooth...

The fire in Shen Ye's heart burned up again.

However, he was very patient this time.

After all, you just made someone cry, and if they have another outburst, things will really get out of hand.

The two remained in that position until 11 p.m.

Shen Ye was getting a little anxious.

He has other things to do.

"Alright, alright."

He pretended to yawn, deliberately drawing out the sound to make it sound sleepy.

"Brother is sleepy and is going to bed."

Lin Chunuan reluctantly let go of her hand.

Shen Ye stood up and turned to return to his room.

"elder brother."

Lin Chunuan's soft voice called from behind.

Shen Ye turned around: "What's wrong?"

Lin Chunuan sat on the sofa, hugging her calves with her arms and resting her chin on her knees.

She stared at him longingly, her big eyes still slightly red.

"Can I sleep with my brother?"

Shen Ye refused.

"no."

He has important business to attend to tonight.

Lin Chunuan's lips immediately pursed, and her eyes began to redden again.

Seeing that she was about to cry again, Shen Ye quickly changed his words.

"Uh, not tonight, but tomorrow night is fine."

Lin Chunuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled again.

"Okay! It's a deal, no backing out!"

"No regrets."

Shen Ye waved his hand and quickly went upstairs.

He didn't want to stay any longer; if he stayed any longer, he wouldn't be able to get anything done tonight.

Watching her brother's retreating figure as he went upstairs, Lin Chunuan still had a smile on her lips.

Her little feet were restlessly crossed together, her toes curling slightly.

Her rosy cheeks were buried between her pressed thighs.

What to do...

Just smelling my brother's scent, just being in contact with his body...

She squeezed her legs together tightly, and the blush on her face spread all the way to her ears.

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Shen Ye returned to his room and locked the door behind him.

He opened his phone; Chu Cihan had already sent him a lot of messages.

Chu Cihan: [I'm all better now, how about you?]

Chu Ci Han: [Where is he?]

Chu Cihan: [If you don't reply to me, I'm going to sleep.]

Just as Shen Ye was about to reply, he felt a sticky sensation in his lower abdomen.

He looked down and saw a small water stain near the hem of his gray T-shirt.

It's not large in area, but the color is striking, creating a vivid contrast with the surrounding dry fabric.

Where did the water come from?

Shen Ye found it a bit strange. He pressed his fingertip against the water stain and felt a slightly cool, damp sensation. It was also a little sticky.

He brought his fingers to the area below his nose and sniffed them gently.

It has no taste.

It must have been accidentally brushed against somewhere.

Shen Ye didn't pay much attention and replied to the message: [It's done. I was delayed for a little while.]

The message had barely been sent when a video call came in.

hang up.

Shen Ye: [Wait a minute, I'll play with you on the computer.]