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

"elder sister......"

Mu Jinghuan tugged at her sister's sleeve, her voice soft and clearly trying to please her.

She pouted slightly, her dark eyes fixed on Mu Jingyan, and gently tugged at her sleeve with both hands.

"My brother didn't bully me."

Good boy!

I knew I hadn't spoiled you for nothing!

Shen Ye glanced at Mu Jinghuan gratefully, a warm feeling welling up in his heart.

In critical moments, this little robot is still the most reliable.

However, the force on my right ear not only did not lessen, but actually intensified.

"Your word doesn't count. If I say I bullied you, then I bullied you." Mu Jingyan's tone was very assertive, and her fingers clenched even tighter, as if she were retaliating against something.

Shen Ye gasped in pain, inwardly cursing: This is too unreasonable!

You're definitely holding a grudge!

At the same time, the left ear also increased its force, as if it was competing with the right ear to see who could twist harder.

Chu Cihan tilted her head back, looking down at Mu Jingyan: "Who gave you permission to pinch Shen Ye?"

"I allowed it, so what?" Mu Jingyan retorted, raising her head high as well, her chin almost parallel to the ground.

Where the two girls' eyes met, sparks seemed to fly.

Then they exerted their strength at the same time.

Shen Ye was like a burlap sack in a storm, being pulled to the left one moment and to the right the next, his whole body being pulled from both ends.

"Tsk..." Chu Cihan clicked his tongue in annoyance.

She didn't understand why so many people wanted to compete with her for Shen Ye.

Previously, Lin Chunuan was at least Shen Ye's sister in terms of status, so there was nothing she could do about it.

What are Mu Jingyan and Mu Jinghuan?

Why should someone who suddenly appears out of nowhere compete with me for something?

She glanced at Shen Ye, who was sandwiched between the two, and her gaze fell on the boy's grimacing expression, which looked like he was in great pain.

Chu Cihan paused slightly, and his competitive spirit suddenly dissipated by more than half.

After hesitating for a moment, she simply let go.

The previously balanced situation instantly turned against Mu Jingyan.

Shen Ye was pulled sharply to the right and almost fell to the ground.

"What are you doing?" Mu Jingyan was stunned and looked at Chu Cihan in confusion.

Did I accidentally drop it?

Otherwise, given Chu Cihan's personality, how could he possibly admit defeat?

Chu Cihan completely ignored her meaning.

The girl walked directly to Shen Ye's side and squatted down, leaning forward and whispering in his ear.

She stretched out her two small, icy hands and gently placed her fingertips on his red, burning earlobes.

The chill from the temperature difference made Shen Ye unconsciously hunch his shoulders.

"Does it hurt?" Chu Cihan's voice was unusually soft, carrying a hint of barely perceptible guilt and remorse.

She carefully blew a breath into Shen Ye's ear, the warm air brushing against his burning skin, bringing a tingling coolness.

"Uh, it's okay."

Shen Ye tilted his head, his ears burning slightly—the pain was secondary; the main thing was that Chu Cihan's sudden gentleness made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Could this be another case of a smile hiding a knife?

"Hmph, serves you right." Chu Cihan's words were still sharp, but his hands didn't stop moving.

She continued to gently rub his reddened earlobe with her fingertips, then lowered her head and blew two breaths, applying very light and gentle pressure.

"Turn around a bit." She kicked Shen Ye's shin lightly, with a hint of urging.

"Oh, oh." Shen Ye stiffly twisted his body, moved closer to her, and obediently cooperated.

Chu Cihan lowered her head and blew on it twice more. The cool air brushed against her earlobe, and Shen Ye could even feel her warm breath brushing against his neck, making him feel ticklish.

"When I was injured, my mom would blow on it like this to soothe me."

As Chu Cihan spoke, her tone carried a touch of tender reminiscence, "When I was little, I would fall and scrape my knee. My mom would squat down, blow on it, and rub it, and then it wouldn't hurt anymore."

"Does that mean you treat me like a son?" Shen Ye's thought process was quite novel.

Upon hearing this, Chu Cihan delivered a heavy punch to his back with a "thud".

She grumbled angrily, "What son! You're only fit to be my servant!"

"However..." The girl's lips curled into a mischievous smile, "It's not impossible for you to consider me your mother... Come on, say it—"

The words came to an abrupt halt.

As if she had suddenly remembered something, the smile on her face froze instantly.

Immediately, Chu Cihan's face turned pale, and he hurriedly waved his hands at Shen Ye, "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to, Shen Ye!"

Her tone was hurried and flustered, her long eyelashes trembled incessantly, and even her voice carried a clear sense of panic.

The girl seemed to have done something terribly wrong; she squatted there helplessly, not even knowing where to put her hands.

How could she say such a thing!

And this was said to Shen Ye, who had that kind of experience...

Chu Cihan was filled with regret.

She cautiously stole glances at Shen Ye's reaction, her eyelids lifting only to droop again in a flash, her heart pounding like a drum, afraid of seeing him turn angry.

Surprisingly, Shen Ye remained calm.

He turned his head and stared at Chu Cihan strangely: "It's nothing, you didn't do it on purpose anyway."

He even chuckled, his tone relaxed: "Besides, why are you so sensitive? I wouldn't have thought of that if you hadn't mentioned it."

Chu Cihan paused for a few seconds, and only after confirming that there was no trace of gloom on his face did he quietly breathe a sigh of relief.

"Next time... I won't make jokes like that again." She stared into Shen Ye's eyes and said very seriously.

This solemn demeanor left Shen Ye with a somewhat indescribable feeling.

He nodded. "Mm."

......

Ignore me?

Mu Jingyan stood a few steps away expressionlessly, arms crossed, looking at the boy and girl squatting on the steps in front of her.

hateful......

It was clearly Chu Cihan who lost—she was the one who let go first, and she was the one who won this "ear-pulling duel".

But Chu Cihan seemed completely indifferent to winning or losing.

She squatted down next to Shen Ye, blowing air into his ear and whispering secrets. The natural atmosphere between them made Mu Jingyan feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

It makes you feel like the victor is an outsider, without any sense of accomplishment.

She couldn't very well go and blow on Shen Ye's ears too.

She suppressed the thought as soon as it popped into her head.

How could that be?

She and Shen Ye weren't very familiar with each other.

She would never do anything as intimate as blowing on a boy's ear.

Mu Jingyan stood quietly in place, her gaze fixed on the two figures in profile. Only after they had finished their conversation did she finally speak.

"Monkey, come here for a second."

She paused, her voice slightly hesitant, "I have something to tell you."