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

Mu Jinghuan was awakened by a noise.

A low, intermittent humming sound.

She rubbed her eyes and looked around blankly.

It was pitch black, and I couldn't see anything.

Only the familiar scent of soap lingered around my nose, and the fabric against my cheek was incredibly soft.

here it is......?

It took a long time for my memory to piece together, bit by bit.

I remember pretending to be sleepy, I remember taking off my slippers, I remember the thin line on the cabinet door.

My brother's wardrobe.

The little robot instantly became alert and immediately held its breath.

Because the voice coming from outside the cabinet was her older sister's.

She recognized that voice, and she recognized the tone.

This means that her plan succeeded!

Joy welled up in her heart, but she suppressed it tightly.

You mustn't laugh out loud.

Absolutely not.

Holding her breath, she moved her body little by little, peering into the narrow crevice.

Close your eyes.

The next second, she saw a scene she would never forget.

In the dim light, with the curtains not fully drawn, two figures were intertwined on the large bed.

"......"

It was clearer than anything I'd ever heard through the door.

Mu Jinghuan's eyes widened, and she forgot to blink.

With an uncontrollable sob.

Mu Jinghuan blinked her eyes.

Is it raining?

But this is indoors.

The moon was still hanging outside.

She withdrew her hand, stared at her fingertips for a long time, but couldn't figure it out.

The little robot couldn't fall asleep all night.

On the one hand, the scene on the bed was too stimulating for her to bear closing her eyes.

on the other hand--

She felt very hot all over.

The fire started on my face, spread to my ears, then to my neck, and finally to my whole body.

She was so hot that she tossed and turned, and no position seemed comfortable.

She rolled over, the fabric rustling, which startled her so much that she froze, then quickly pretended to be dead.

So this is what "sparring" is all about...

The noise in the room didn't gradually subside until dawn.

"......"

Mu Jinghuan waited in the darkness for a while longer.

They counted their breaths, which grew deeper and more even.

She's fast asleep.

She stood up, supporting herself against the countertop—

My legs went weak.

I squatted there all night, and my legs were so numb that I couldn't feel anything and I couldn't muster any strength.

Or perhaps it's not entirely due to squatting.

She stood holding onto the cabinet for a long time before the blood slowly returned to her toes.

Once she was sure the person in bed showed no signs of waking up, she carefully pushed open the closet door and scrambled out of it.

Then, tiptoeing, repeat the process to exit the room the same way.

Once outside, the little robot finally dared to breathe heavily.

She leaned against the wall, slid down and then propped herself up, catching her breath against the wall.

My legs are still feeling lightheaded.

What happened last night had a huge impact on her young mind.

So that's what my sister was like.

My brother was originally...

Her mind was a complete mess.

"Mu...Mu Jinghuan?"

A voice startled the little robot so much that it flew out of its wits.

He turned his head abruptly—

A person stood at the corner of the corridor in the dim morning light.

The Chu Ci is cold.

Wearing pajamas and slippers, with a towel clutched in her hand, she had clearly just gotten up.

"Sister Chu..."

After confirming that they weren't her older brother or sister, Mu Jinghuan breathed a long sigh of relief.

But for Chu Cihan, his worldview had already begun to crumble.

Can anyone tell her?

Why did she wake up early, which was unusual for her, and want to go downstairs to wash up, only to watch as Mu Jinghuan climbed out of Shen Ye's room?

Let's look at Mu Jinghuan's state again—

Her hair was messy, her cheeks were flushed, she was leaning against the wall, and her legs were still wobbling.

Chu Cihan's gaze slowly fell on those legs that wouldn't obey him.

A bold conjecture suddenly filled my mind.

Will not.

impossible.

But.....

Why should I?!

Why is it that even the most naive Mu Jinghuan is progressing faster than her?!

That's Huanhuan! The Huanhuan who can't even beat someone to a watermelon!

And to this day, she has only ever had one kiss!

Chu Cihan's vision went black.

Like a corpse stripped of its soul, she staggered down the stairs, step by step.

It seems that taking the initiative to attack is now imperative.

If we wait any longer, even the soup will be drunk up.

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

noon.

Chu Cihan knocked on Mu Jingyan's door, pulled her into his room, and closed the door behind him.

There's something I... want to tell you.

"Um?"

Mu Jingyan sat down on the edge of the bed, tilting her head to wait for her to continue.

Chu Cihan twisted the hem of his clothes, and after a long pause, his voice gradually lowered.

"Tonight... can you give me Shen Ye?" As she finished speaking, the tips of her ears turned bright red.

The room was silent for a few seconds.

Looking at the face in front of her, which was so embarrassed it looked like it was about to burst into flames, Mu Jingyan suddenly understood.

This shy guy is finally going to make his move.

"Can."

She agreed readily.

Anyway, she really wanted to rest for the night.

..........

That night.

After taking a shower, Shen Ye lay sprawled on the bed, scrolling through his phone listlessly.

He was a little puzzled that Mu Jingyan hadn't shown up all night.

9:30.

"Smack."

The overhead lights went out without warning.

As darkness fell, the door was pushed open, and a girl tiptoed in.

He walked very slowly, pausing as he approached the bedside, as if encouraging himself.

"So early today?"

Shen Ye propped himself up and asked curiously.

According to convention, shouldn't Mu Jingyan dawdle until ten o'clock?

The visitor did not answer.

Only the rustling of fabric could be heard as a figure slowly climbed onto the bed.

The blanket was lifted, and a warm body pressed against her.

Shen Ye smiled.

How many times has it happened? And you're still shy.

He stretched out his arm and pulled the person into his embrace, his palm reaching out with a clear purpose.

wrong!

His movements stopped.

It doesn't feel right!

When will Mu Jingyan...?

The size doesn't match!

He sat up abruptly and fumbled to turn on the bedside lamp.

The lights came on.

The person in his arms was caught on camera—

The Chu Ci is cold.

She curled up into a ball, burying her face in Shen Ye's chest, her eyelashes trembling, refusing to look up.

"You—" Shen Ye couldn't speak.

"W-Don't turn on the light..." a muffled voice came from beside the pillow. "Tonight...it's my turn..."

........

Meanwhile, downstairs.

Only one floor lamp was lit in the living room.

"You mean, Chu Cihan, she..."

Lin Chunuan covered her mouth with both hands, her eyes wide open.

"Um."

Mu Jingyan held her water glass, smiling calmly.

"So tonight, let's not go up and disturb them."

Lin Chunuan's face displayed a variety of expressions.

It took her a while to recover, and then she let out a soft sigh.

"In that case, we'll all be..."

"Um."

Mu Jingyan nodded and stretched.

"From now on, we're truly family."

(Finish)