"Hmm... the reward is a kiss from your big sister, okay?"
Before Chuyun could react, Lin Waner wrapped her slender arms around his neck. Then she leaned in and pressed her soft, pink lips against his cheek.
A few seconds later...
Lin Waner’s delicate face flushed with a charming blush as she released him. Shyly, she asked, "Xiao Yun, did you like this reward?"
Eh? Eh? Eh?!!!
Chuyun was dazed for a moment before realizing—had Sister Waner just kissed him? He savored the incredibly soft sensation on his cheek. He even subconsciously reached to touch the spot.
But before his fingers could reach it, Lin Waner slapped his hand away. Flustered, she chided, "Disgusting! Don’t touch it!"
"Oh... oh..."
Still stunned by the sudden surprise, Chuyun looked dazed.
Lin Waner brushed her jet-black hair aside. Shyly, she asked again, "Xiao Yun, did you like my reward?"
"I liked it..."
"Then, Xiao Yun, do you want more in the future...?"
"I want it..."
"Xiao Yun, you’re such a pervert... actually wanting more kisses..."
Flustered by his answer, Lin Waner pinched his soft waist lightly in mock anger.
"Hiss..."
Startled by the pain, Chuyun felt like crying. "Wasn’t it you who asked if I wanted it? Girls are so troublesome..."
"If you want it, Xiao Yun, it depends on your good behavior," Lin Waner said. Her enchanting eyes, full of maidenly shyness, gazed at him. Her pink lips curved into a captivating smile.
Who could refuse a kiss from a blushing beauty? This was Chuyun’s first intimate contact with Lin Waner. Before, they’d only held hands like family. But today, he realized the girl before him had grown into someone who could stir his heartstrings.
But why did Sister Waner kiss him? Did she like him?
Chuyun was confused. He wasn’t sure if it was one of life’s three great illusions. Yet he thought—he had no right to dwell on this. He still carried the mission to save ten girls.
Having known Lin Waner for years, he couldn’t deny his fondness. But his mind was filled with the pitiful fates of those girls because of him. He just wanted to save them quickly to ease his guilt.
That’s why, even though Han Youwei was so silly, Chuyun only complained but never felt annoyed with her.
But what Chuyun didn’t know was that he’d taken the wrong path from the start. Only after saving all the girls would he realize the shocking truth about them... but by then, it’d be too late.
Seeing Chuyun spacing out, Lin Waner stomped her foot in frustration. "Xiao Yun, I’m talking to you!"
"Ah, what counts as good behavior?" Chuyun snapped back, replying quickly.
Lin Waner looked at him mischievously, giggling. "Hehe, that’s up to you."
"...
This was like saying nothing at all. Chuyun silently complained in his heart.
After chatting casually for a while, Lin Waner urged him. "Xiao Yun, let’s stop. It’s getting late. Go home—Shiqi’s waiting. Otherwise, she’ll blame me again."
If not for her reminder, Chuyun would’ve lost track of time. He checked his watch; it was past six. Oh no—at this hour, Xiao Qi would definitely be furious.
"Yeah, it is late," Chuyun said. "But Sister Waner, is your foot okay? Do you need me to help you inside?" Though eager to leave, he looked at her with concern.
"I’m fine. It’s just a few steps," Lin Waner urged gently. "Xiao Yun, go quickly. If you’re too late, Shiqi will blame me."
"Okay, I’m leaving then, Sister Waner."
"Mm, see you tomorrow."
"Yeah, see you tomorrow."
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...
Watching Chuyun’s retreating figure, Lin Waner’s hazy eyes flashed with lust. Her gentle face flushed with a sickly red. Her lips parted slightly; her pink tongue slipped out, circling them as she murmured, "Xiao Yun’s taste is really good. But I’m not satisfied yet~~~"
Then, humming a strange tune, she hopped back home. Her bouncy steps showed no sign of a sprained ankle.
Meanwhile, Chuyun walked home, completely unaware. What a pitiful, unfortunate kid.
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...
Chuyun hurried down the pebble-paved path, constantly checking his watch. Oh no—it was already 6:30. Xiao Qi would definitely be furious.
Why? Once, he’d been late coming home. His sister ignored him for days. Even though they usually argued when she spoke, silence was worse.
Moreover, things were different now. He had a mission to increase his sister’s favor. If Xiao Qi ignored him for days, the mission would fail. Worse—he’d lose the chance to mend their relationship.
Sigh. He’d better hurry home and see what happened. If it was bad, he’d swallow his pride and try to make amends.
Anyway, his only goal tonight was to make his sister not angry. Gaining favor didn’t matter—he had two more days.
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...
Finally, Chuyun reached his house. But standing at the gate, he felt nervous—like a cheating husband afraid to face his waiting wife.
"Huff~"
He took a deep breath, entered the code on the smart lock. With a "click," the door opened.
Cold sweat broke out instantly. To his shock, his sister stood barefoot in the foyer. Her delicate face showed no emotion. But her pure almond eyes stared at him with the disgust for unrecyclable trash.
"What are you back for?" she asked. "Didn’t you plan to stay at that woman’s house for the night? Maybe even do something while you’re at it?"
