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

The next day, early morning.

The sun was shining brightly outside, and cicadas were chirping incessantly.

Shen Ye's room, however, remained completely dark.

The curtains on the French windows were drawn tightly shut, preventing even a sliver of light from getting in.

A strange sound echoed intermittently in the room.

......

Second floor corridor.

Lin Chunuan yawned as she came out of her room.

She didn't sleep well last night, tossing and turning all night, her mind filled with thoughts of how she got along with the two sisters.

Although Mu Jingyan did not hold it against her and even accepted her apology, it did not mean that she could act recklessly.

The elder sister's status speaks for itself.

The older brother also didn't want to see them become enemies.

"Let me soften my stance for a while," Lin Chunuan thought.

Anyway, she's already with her brother now, and there's plenty of time in the future.

As for what happens in the future, we'll talk about that later.

The little girl, wearing fluffy bear slippers, moved step by step along the corridor toward the stairwell.

She stopped in her tracks as she passed Shen Ye's room.

A look of doubt crept onto his brow.

It's almost nine o'clock, isn't it?

Why isn't my brother up yet?

His normal biological clock always wakes him up around seven o'clock sharp, without fail.

Lin Chunuan stopped in front of the door, raised her hand, and was about to knock to ask what was going on—

Ears were the first to detect the movement inside the door.

This is........

She leaned closer to the door, held her breath, and listened carefully.

The soundproofing of this villa is impeccable, but even the most airtight door will eventually let in some noise through the cracks.

And what's revealed at this moment...

Lin Chunuan's face burned at a visible speed.

First, her cheeks turned red, then her ears burned, and the heat spread all the way down to her neck.

The sound was greatly diminished by the door panel, making it indistinct, but you could still make out the general idea.

My brother and my sister Mu Jingyan, now...

"......"

The little girl covered her mouth, rooted to the spot, unable to move.

They couldn't bear to move it.

Inside the door, in a dimly lit room.

Shen Ye loosened his grip on Mu Jingyan's wrists.

The girl immediately fell face down onto the bed like a puppet with its strings cut, and lay there motionless.

Completely lost consciousness.

Shen Ye propped himself up on the headboard, exhaled a long breath, and emptied all the stale air from his chest.

He pulled the blanket over Mu Jingyan and covered her up, then kissed her forehead.

I'm done with this.

Even the best of moods should have their limits.

He got out of bed barefoot and began to clean up the mess:

Fragments of clothing were scattered everywhere—on the bed, on the carpet, and around the French windows.

That's right, fragments.

Not a single part of the black and white maid outfit remained intact. The top was torn, the skirt was ripped, the apron was missing, and the headband was broken in two.

After tidying up, Shen Ye went into the ensuite bathroom and turned on the shower.

Warm water was poured over my head, trickling down my thin layer of sweat into the drain.

An unprecedented feeling of comfort.

Eighteen years.

Last night, he finally experienced what it felt like to do something bad.

Just like in a fantasy novel, the protagonist and the villain fought a fierce battle, striking hard at the heart of the enemy, which was wonderful.

If he hadn't felt sorry for Mu Jingyan, he could have fought on.

Forget it.

A steady stream flows on, and the future is long.

Let her rest and recover first.

It's said that after a wound heals, the body's resistance increases even further, but I don't know if that's true or not...

After showering and washing up, Shen Ye took out his phone and glanced at the screen:

9:30 a.m.

He was stunned.

Last night, the curtains were drawn tightly, and there was no light in the room, so I almost lost track of time.

He thought it was only six or seven o'clock.

As a result, the sun was almost directly overhead.

Shen Ye glanced at the unconscious girl on the bed and did not disturb her.

He put on his clothes and trousers, tiptoed to the door, and turned the handle:

"Warm...warm?"

A delicate, rosy face was right in front of me, blocking the doorway.

Lin Chunuan was pressed against the door panel, her head less than ten centimeters from the crack in the door, and her hands were still in a supporting position, clearly indicating that she had been listening for quite some time.

Eyes facing each other.

The air froze for two seconds.

Lin Chunuan finally came to her senses.

Her gaze swept across the room—and landed on her brother's untied belt, the buckle dangling precariously, and his shirt tucked in crookedly.

The crimson hue returned with even greater ferocity, burning from the cheeks to the tips of the ears.

"I......."

She backed away several times, almost stepping on her own slippers.

Shen Ye's expression was strange.

Seeing the little girl frantically backing away, and considering her posture of pressing herself against the door just now...

"What did you hear?"

He coughed twice and asked, trying to appear calm.

"No!"

Lin Chunuan waved her hand repeatedly.

After arranging the items, she met Shen Ye's suspicious gaze, lowered her voice again, and lowered her head as well.

"...I heard it, just a tiny bit."

"..."

awkward.

Extremely awkward.

Doing something naughty with his girlfriend, only to be blocked at the door by his sister – this was the first time Shen Ye had ever experienced such a socially awkward situation.

He cleared his throat, raised his hand and expertly ruffled Lin Chunuan's hair, pretending to be oblivious when he knew the truth.

"It's good that you didn't hear it."

Don't overthink it.

"Go downstairs first, your brother will make you breakfast."

"......Um."

Lin Chunuan nodded and followed closely behind her brother downstairs, her eyes fixed on his heels the whole time, not daring to look up again.

................

Downstairs, in the living room.

The little robot was already sitting properly on the sofa at some point.

He sat upright with his back straight, hands on his knees, and his lifeless eyes staring blankly at the television screen.

The TV is off.

A blank, dazed face was reflected on the dark screen.

"Huanhuan?"

Shen Ye, who had just come downstairs, asked in confusion.

"What are you doing?"

The person on the sofa was startled by the sudden sound, and their shoulders twitched.

Turning her head and seeing who it was, Mu Jinghuan finally breathed a sigh of relief and slumped back down.

"Brother, I'm alright..."

I'm fine.

But I have psychological issues.

Mu Jinghuan always gets up earlier than her sister, and today she opened her eyes at 7:30.

The first thing she did upon waking up was, as usual, to go to her sister's room to wake her up.

As a result, the room was empty, the blankets were not even folded, and there was no one in sight.

Where did everyone go so early in the morning?

Without a doubt, the little robot then went to Shen Ye's room.

Then, right at the door, I heard noises coming from inside.

My older sister is inside.

She was with her brother, but I don't know what they were doing.

All Mu Jinghuan knew was that her sister kept shouting and begging for mercy.

But why would they beg for mercy?

Is the older brother bullying the older sister? Or did the older sister do something wrong?

She was too naive to understand.

If you can't figure it out, just sit and think about it.

So the little robot hugged its pillow and sat on the sofa for two whole hours, staring at the black screen, going through every corner of the question.

As a result, of course, they still didn't seek a thorough understanding.

My head is buzzing.

Perfect timing, my brother is right in front of me now.

If you have a question, ask it.

She turned her head, blinked her big eyes, and spoke frankly and openly:

"elder brother."

"What are you and your sister doing in the room?"

Why did I hear my sister begging for mercy?

"Pfft—cough! Cough cough cough!"

Shen Ye, who was drinking water to moisten his throat, choked on the spot.

Water gushed from his nose, choking him so much that he bent over, pounding his chest and stamping his feet in frustration.

"Huan, Huanhuan..."

He finally caught his breath, and tears welled up in his eyes.

"What did you say?"

"What do you mean, begging for mercy...?"

Mu Jinghuan repeated it carefully.

"I woke up this morning and couldn't find my sister."

"I just want to go and see my brother's room."

"Before I even went inside, I could hear my sister's voice at the door."

"She kept saying no."

"What are you doing, brothers?"

Shen Ye: "..."

broken.

There are no secrets left in this villa.

He glanced at the corner of the sofa, where Lin Chunuan was holding a water glass, her shoulders swaying as she tried to suppress her laughter, her face turning bright red.

Look again at this clean little face in front of me, filled with a thirst for knowledge.

Shen Ye's mind raced.

He could barely maintain his composure when facing Nuan Nuan, since that girl knew more than him and there was no need to hide anything from her.

But Huanhuan is different.

Too naive.

He didn't want to taint this purity.

Within three seconds, Shen Ye had prepared his lines without batting an eye:

"This one, oh,"

"My brother and sister are practicing their martial arts in the room."

"Sharing martial arts skills?"

Mu Jinghuan tilted her head.

In his little mind, a scene from a martial arts drama immediately appeared: a young swordsman in white exchanging blows, the wind from his palms whistling, stopping short of a direct confrontation.

"right."

Shen Ye nodded and followed suit.

"Your sister fought me, but she couldn't beat me, so she begged for mercy."

Shouting "No" means you can't win.

He secretly rejoiced at the little robot's naiveté, believing such a thing.

Mu Jinghuan suddenly realized what was going on.

"oh,"

She dragged out the last syllable, nodding her little head.

It turned out to be the case.

The older sister couldn't even beat the older brother, no wonder she had to beg for mercy.

The mystery is solved; the two hours spent sitting here were definitely worth it.

The little robot was quite satisfied and was about to pick up the pillow and go back to its room to continue playing Candy Crush:

Suddenly, she remembered something, turned her head, and her eyes sparkled.

"elder brother."

"I also want to learn martial arts."

"Can I go to my brother's room to spar with you from now on?"

Shen Ye almost spat out the mouthful of water he had just swallowed.

The little robot blinked its big eyes, full of anticipation.

In her little mind, she had already imagined her brother's room as a place for secret teaching.

We practice together every day, improve every day, and even take turns playing with my sister.

That's great!

"No!"