Ahhh! She’s clinging to me! Clinging to me!

A sudden, incredible softness pressed against my arm. It was... Su Su’s chest against my arm!

Let me say it again! Me! This life! Worth it!

Probably no one but me, her brother who grew up with her, knows Su Su is secretly busty.

Su Su usually wears loose clothes. Her wardrobe’s full of oversized T-shirts and shirts that swallow her whole. With her petite frame, few notice her figure.

But my Su Su is definitely a beauty in the making, with curves in all the right places!

I’m actually glad about that. I hope others overlook her beauty—so fewer people will like her, right?

Feeling great.

Feeling Su Su’s softness pressed against me, I suddenly felt endless gratitude toward Xiaoyu.

What a good person!

Without her help, Su Su would never cling to me like this—not to mention hugging my arm on her own.

Such a great person!

Thinking this, I gave Xiaoyu a look of immense gratitude.

Xiaoyu didn’t seem to notice. She was staring at Su Su... or rather, at where we were pressed together.

Her expression was really weird.

I suddenly remembered when this girl kissed me forcefully last time. My heart started racing.

No way... It’s school, during registration, with so many students and parents watching. She wouldn’t do something outrageous now, right?

Right?

Remembering that scene, I unconsciously licked my lips.

The forced kiss last time was brief. I was spacing out when her lips pressed against mine. I felt a faint chill and a light fragrance, something hazy and mysterious. It was over in a flash, leaving only a sweet taste... like rock sugar.

For some reason, Xiaoyu’s lips always felt unnaturally cold.

I recalled.

But suddenly, a very bad feeling came from behind.

My body stiffened. A wave of despair flooded my heart.

Sure enough, a small hand expertly pinched a fold of skin on my waist, twisted it 360 degrees on the spot.

“Hiss—”

I struggled to endure the icy pain, while inside, tears streamed down my face.

Is pinching a talent every woman maxes out from birth?

How else would they be so skilled!

I turned to look at Su Su’s expression.

She stared at me with a weird smile, saying nothing, but her eyes screamed: “What’s with that lecherous grin on your face?”

I realized—Su Su probably mistook my expression from recalling Xiaoyu’s kiss as a perverted brother enjoying his sister’s affection.

I smiled at her while thinking inwardly, “Phew, that was close.”

Luckily, she doesn’t know what I was thinking—or she’d skin me alive.

Thinking this, I chuckled to myself.

This girl isn’t completely mind-reading after all.

At that moment, the battle between Su Su and Xiaoyu began.

Su Su struck first.

She deliberately pressed closer to me, her cute cheek against my arm, and said in a subtle tone:

“Xiaoyu, are you here to register too? No one came with you? How pitiful.”

“Not needed,” Xiaoyu parried effortlessly and countered, “We’re in high school now. Time to grow up and come alone.”

“Hmph, it’s just that no one wants to come with you.”

“I don’t think so. Can you stop being so childish?”

“I have my brother with me~”

“Childish.”

“I have my brother with me~”

“Foolish.”

“I have my brother with me~”

“...”

Xiaoyu seemed to give up.

I watched Su Su’s antics speechlessly, yet felt a strange pride.

After all, she used me to win this victory—I shared in the glory.

But honestly, I rarely see Su Su act like a child throwing tantrums—at home, she’s always a little adult, smart and capable.

Though she often abuses me for no reason, I truly feel her maturity and wisdom.

Xiaoyu seemed quite angered by Su Su’s behavior.

But she quickly regained composure, putting on a perfect smile as she looked at me. “Brother Bai Su, I have things to do—so goodbye for now.”

I froze, scratching my head unconsciously. “Oh.”

But inside, I suddenly felt uneasy.

Xiaoyu’s mood shift... was too fast.

From anger to smile in seconds. Her face changed faster than a Peking Opera performer’s mask.

How can a kid her age have such terrifying self-control?

I suddenly felt a chill down my spine.

If my guess is right, this kid... is she really that scheming and deep?

Hiding her emotions so well?

I took a deep breath.

Xiaoyu turned away with a smile, her skirt fluttering, hugging her slender legs, outlining a graceful curve.

But that elegant movement, that beautiful back view, now seemed unfathomable... mysterious and terrifying to me.

A sharp pain suddenly shot through my foot.

“Hiss—ah!”

I clutched my foot and jumped up.

Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!

A small hand grabbed my collar, yanked, and I straightened up involuntarily.

It was Su Su.

She stared at me with utter disdain.

“Idiot, why were you staring at that girl? Still thinking about her kiss?”

I immediately retorted: “No way! I don’t like her. Sure, Xiaoyu’s pretty... but she’s not my type! Why would I think about that?”

Well, in a way, I wasn’t lying.

“Really?”

“Of course it’s true! Why would I lie to you?”

Su Su finally seemed to relax, but still eyed me suspiciously.

“I feel like you’re lying to me, dummy.”

“Why would I lie? It’s definitely your imagination.”

Luckily, my acting skills are pretty good.

So, my silly sister didn’t notice at all.

“Let’s go, let’s go,” I deliberately changed the subject. “Time to eat, time to eat. Aren’t you hungry?”

Su Su finally dropped her suspicion and nodded.

But she still walked in front of me, snapping: “To prevent you, dummy, from suddenly stopping and hitting my head, you walk behind me!”

I looked at her back, suddenly regretting she didn’t hug my arm again.

Ah well, this is fine too.