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

Shen Ye was having a dream.

The picture quality in the dream was quite good.

His girlfriend, whom he had only been dating for a short time, was wearing a light, casual shirt when he cornered her on the sofa.

In his dream, he was overcome with his lewdness, wrapping one arm around Mu Jingyan's waist while using the other to tickle her, making her giggle. When she got annoyed, she raised her little fist and punched him in the chest.

"Ugh! What kind of boyfriend is like this?!"

"Yours."

"If you keep making trouble, I'm really going to bite you!"

In her dream, Shen Ye not only didn't stop, but intensified his efforts, tickling her all the way to the most ticklish spot on her waist.

Unable to bear it any longer, Mu Jingyan blushed and became truly fierce, opening her mouth to bite his index finger.

Shen Ye chuckled as he watched his girlfriend's embarrassed and angry expression.

As he looked at it, he realized something was wrong.

The sensations in my dream shouldn't feel this real.

The force of the teeth, the warmth of the saliva, and even the dull pain of the skin on the knuckles being crushed are all clearly felt, so real that it makes your scalp tingle.

That's not right.

Shen Ye struggled to open his eyelids.

At first glance, I couldn't see anything clearly; I just felt that the room was still dark, and there seemed to be a shadow lying on the floor by the bed.

Let's look again—

Good guy.

A figure knelt beside his bed, head bowed, sucking on his finger.

No.

This can no longer be called "containing".

The mouth was clenched tightly, the cheeks were taut, and even the outline of his knuckles protruded between the other's teeth.

Shen Ye's drowsiness vanished in an instant.

The next second, a sharp pain exploded from my knuckles and shot up my arm.

"hiss--!"

In pain, he jerked his hand away, forcefully pulling his finger out of the teeth with a soft "pop" sound.

"Who?!"

His voice cracked immediately when he shouted.

Shen Ye shrank back to the other end of the bed, his back slamming against the headboard with a thud. He scrambled to the corner, clutching the blanket, staring wide-eyed at the figure beside the bed, still shaken.

My heart is pounding in my chest.

In the middle of the night, someone appears beside your bed, biting your hand as they sleep.

Anyone would be scared half to death if this happened to them.

His bitten index finger was burning with pain, but he didn't care. He groped along the wall by the bedside and quickly pressed the switch.

"Smack."

The lights came on.

The room was brightly lit.

Shen Ye squinted, his eyes stung by the light, and finally made out the person beside the bed.

Her long, jet-black hair cascaded over her shoulders, and she knelt barefoot on the carpet, a thin black dress hanging loosely on her body.

That's none other than someone else.

It's his sister...

Lin Chunuan knelt there, her little face upturned, gazing at him expectantly.

"...Warm and cozy?"

Shen Ye's tense shoulders relaxed, and he let out a long breath.

"That scared me to death."

I thought some pervert had broken in through the window.

It turned out to be my own sister; it was a false alarm. Although her behavior was frightening enough, at least she was someone I knew, so it wasn't a reason to scream for help...

Only then did he remember to check his fingers.

Looking up, I saw a neat row of teeth marks on my index finger, some deep and some shallow, embedded in the skin. It was bluish-purple, and in two places the skin was almost broken, oozing tiny beads of blood.

Goodness, that's a really hard bite?

"Warm and cozy..."

Shen Ye shook his numb and aching fingers, then belatedly frowned.

"It's so late, why aren't you asleep? What are you doing in my room?"

Lin Chunuan did not answer.

She remained kneeling there, motionless, her chin slightly raised, staring at him intently.

Shen Ye couldn't understand that look in his eyes.

It was sticky, hot, and heavy, clinging to his face and refusing to leave, as if it wanted to dissect him completely.

Being stared at like that, the hairs on the back of Shen Ye's neck stood on end.

This isn't right.

Something's really wrong.

"Warm and cozy?"

He called out again.

"elder brother......"

Lin Chunuan finally spoke.

"I like you so much..."

The voice was very soft, held in the throat, moist, flowing out one word at a time, slowly and stickily.

Shen Ye opened his mouth.

He truly didn't expect his sister to pull such a stunt.

She was fine during the day, praising his cooking, playing games together, and giving him a goodnight hug—she did everything perfectly.

That night, she would kneel beside her brother's bed, biting her fingers and saying things like that.

So, all that normalcy during the day was just an act?

Shen Ye was confused.

All he knew was that Nuannuan's current state was clearly abnormal, and the watery look in her eyes was unsettling.

We can't confront them head-on; we need to appease them first.

"Okay, okay."

He pulled the blanket down a little, softened his tone, and tried to use a coaxing tone like he was talking to a child.

"Brother knows that Nuannuan likes brother."

"My brother also likes Nuannuan, he likes her the most."

Lin Chunuan's eyes suddenly reddened.

"you do not know!"

She suddenly raised her voice and angrily interrupted him.

He shifted his knees half a step on the carpet, moved closer to the bed, and looked up at the floor to question it.

"I'm asking you!"

"Why didn't you come back last night?! Why did you go to see them?!"

As soon as she asked the question, her chest heaved violently, and her knees clenched so tightly that her knuckles turned white.

Shen Ye didn't know how to answer.

But Lin Chunuan calmed down first.

She probably realized that her outburst just now was impulsive and fierce, completely unlike her usual coquettish manner. She lowered her head, her long eyelashes trembled, and when she raised her head again, her voice softened.

Soft and chewy.

But that sweetness was mixed with a heavy sob, and the last syllable trembled uncontrollably.

"Brother... I don't care who you like."

"Really, I don't care."

"Whether it's them or anyone else, it doesn't matter..."

"But could you... like me too... just a little bit, just a little bit...?"

Tears first fell one by one, then they formed a continuous stream, making her little face a complete mess.

"Even if you just lie to me..."

The last half of the sentence was so soft it was almost inaudible, scattered in the lamplight.

Shen Ye felt as if something was blocking his throat.

Heartache, headache, and a bit of guilt—a mix of emotions churning within me.

He was carefully considering what to say, even if it was just to say "Brother promises you" to get by.

Lin Chunuan didn't wait for his reply.

She pushed herself up from the carpet, using both hands to support herself on the floor.

Shen Ye's gaze followed her movements upwards, and then he froze completely.

Under the lamp, my sister was wearing only a thin black nightgown from head to toe.

The fabric was as thin as gauze; when the light shone through, it was so translucent that you could see the colors underneath, vaguely discernible, like glimpses of the scenery within...

There was nothing there.

At this moment, Lin Chunuan is in a vacuum...

Shen Ye's pupils dilated in shock, blood rushed to his head and then drained away in a flash, causing him to clutch the blanket tightly in a panic.

This, this, this...

"Warm you up,"

He wanted to call for a halt, but his throat was dry and tight.

Lin Chunuan ignored him, raised one leg, and put her knee on the edge of the bed.

The mattress sank.

She climbed up using both hands and feet, her black hair slipping down her shoulders, inching closer to him, her shimmering eyes looking over the bed and locking onto him.

Step by step.

A corner of the blanket was lifted, and cool air from the air conditioner blew in, making it feel pleasantly cool.

Shen Ye was pressed against the headboard, with nowhere to retreat. He could only watch helplessly as his sister climbed to the middle of the bed, bracing herself against the blankets beside him, completely blocking his escape route.

He was so close he could see her wet eyelashes, so close the sweet scent of her shower gel wafted into his nose.

So close that the hem of the thin skirt was spread out over his legs.

"Warm, so warm!"

Shen Ye frantically waved his hands in front of him, trying to retreat, but there was a wall behind him and nowhere to go.

"Wait a minute!"

"Let's talk things out, and everything will be fine!"

"Don't do this!!"

(I was severely punished; it blocked me more than ten times in a row. This chapter is okay, but the next chapter is basically all deleted...)