Chapter 41: Became Sister’s Leftover Food Processor

Qin Luo just finished cooking and was about to eat.

As for calling his sister out for a meal…

After that embarrassing experience, forget it.

But thinking back,

he had been too groggy last night.

Also—

He never expected his sister’s skin to be so well-maintained.

No doubt, she would be nagging him about this for a long time.

‘Damn it!’

When Qin Luo carried breakfast to the table, he found his sister already sitting there.

She snatched the bowl of plain congee he had just filled and started savoring it like a congee connoisseur.

“Hmm, the taste is a little off. Not great.”

Bai Jingyu said that, but her spoon never stopped.

She stole his food and still said it wasn’t good?

Qin Luo’s anger instantly maxed out.

But the one in front of him was his sister.

He chose to—endure.

“What, already complaining?”

Just as Qin Luo was about to go back to the kitchen for another bowl, his sister spoke again:

“Little doggy, go cook some noodles. It’s almost noon, and the congee is too bland.”

Bear it? There’s a limit!

Qin Luo turned right back, plopped down at the table, and snatched the bowl back from his sister.

“If you want to eat, make it yourself. I’m drinking my congee.”

Qin Luo gulped down the congee.

“Oh~”

Bai Jingyu smiled sweetly, took out her phone, and opened a video.

In the dim screen,

a graceful older woman held a young man who was extremely restless, touching her everywhere.

In the end, hands weren’t enough.

He even burrowed his head like a baby.

‘!!!’

Qin Luo froze on the spot.

Last night, he actually…

Actually…

He lunged to grab the phone.

In Bai Jingyu’s eyes, her brother’s movements were unbearably slow.

She simply clamped the phone between her thighs.

“You want the phone? Sure.”

“As long as you do what you did last night, big sister won’t stop you~”

‘Last night? That’s impossible!’

Qin Luo thought he couldn’t be that perverted.

But if the video fell into his sister’s hands, he’d be completely under her thumb.

“Damn it! You win!”

Gritting his teeth, Qin Luo turned and went to the kitchen to cook noodles.

Bai Jingyu watched her brother’s retreating back, pulled the phone from between her legs, and looked at the video again.

‘I thought little doggy had gotten bold, but he’s still timid. What an idiot.’

‘If you really wanted to do it, big sister wouldn’t stop you.’

Unbidden, the scene from last night came to mind.

That was the first time her brother had been so proactive.

Even she was caught off guard.

The feeling at that moment…

It was as if an electric current had run through her whole body.

Numbness and weakness spread through her limbs.

If she hadn’t been strong enough, she might have really devoured her brother last night.

***

Qin Luo fussed in the kitchen for a while.

Finally, he brought a bowl of beef noodles to the table.

Bai Jingyu picked up a chopstick-ful of noodles, slowly put them in her mouth, and tasted them.

“Hmm, not bad.”

“You can have this.”

Qin Luo watched helplessly as his sister poured the leftover noodles she had eaten directly into his bowl.

Veins bulged on his forehead.

‘What is this?’

‘Am I a leftover food trash can?’

He was about to pick the noodles out.

Then he saw his sister’s slightly dark gaze.

Qin Luo’s heart suddenly skipped a beat.

At the same time, his stomach also cooperated by growling.

So, steeling himself, he ate a mouthful from the spot she had eaten from without any hesitation.

Only after swallowing

did he see his sister’s beautiful eyes brighten again.

‘Damn it!’

‘What is this!’

‘I really have become Bai Jingyu’s leftover food processor!’

Suddenly.

His phone buzzed with a message.

It was Yang Cong.

Yang Cong: “Qin Luo, we’re having a farewell meal this afternoon. Are you free?”

“Farewell meal?”

Qin Luo was confused.

It was only freshman year. Where did a farewell meal come from?

Yang Cong: “Sun Guangche said something came up at home. He’s dropping out and going back to his hometown.”

Seeing the message,

Qin Luo recalled everything that happened last night.

“Of course I have time. Send me the location, and I’ll head over right away.”

Mentioning Sun Guangche,

Qin Luo couldn’t help remembering the utterly dejected expression on his face last night.

Though he had never experienced love,

he still felt a bit of sympathy.

Putting down his phone,

he looked at his sister, who was still eating noodles.

To be honest, watching a beautiful woman eat was also a kind of enjoyment.

His sister’s eating movements were elegant, completely different from his own wolfing down.

But in his heart,

the most beautiful was still Little Aunt.

Whether in daily manners or eating, everything about her exuded the gentle temperament of a refined lady.

“Sis, our dorm is having a farewell meal this afternoon. I want to go out.”

Now that the monster danger was lifted,

and it was just going to a shopping mall, there couldn’t be any danger.

“Sure~”

***

At one in the afternoon,

Qin Luo took the subway to the meeting point.

It was a food court.

As soon as he reached the entrance,

he saw a familiar figure.

The man was standing in the lobby, on the phone.

“Baby, don’t worry. I’m in the middle of a huge business deal. I’ll be with you later.”

“Huge business deal?”

Qin Luo’s mouth twitched.

Not a business KTV, not a high-end restaurant.

Discussing a huge business deal at a food court?

Just then, the other person saw him.

The air went silent.

Yang Cong: ‘…’

Qin Luo: ‘…’

Showing off isn’t scary.

The scariest is when your show-off is caught by a friend.

“Kid, huge business deal, huh?”

Qin Luo walked up and punched him in the chest.

Yang Cong grinned and said,

“I just got a girlfriend, so funds are a bit tight. Gotta save where I can.”

Yang Cong’s family was well-off.

They ran a company—small scale, but life was comfortable.

As for Huang Yiming, his parents were both high-income earners.

He loved to share life wisdom.

Sun Guangche came from a mountain village. He got into Jingda University on stellar grades, with full tuition waived, but he was rather withdrawn.

“A girlfriend who spends like that—I suggest you be rational.”

Qin Luo warned.

Yang Cong’s monthly allowance was tens of thousands,

and she still spent it all.

Either she was a spoiled rich girl, or she was a gold digger.

“I know, I know. I have it under control.”

Yang Cong put an arm around Qin Luo’s shoulder, and they walked into the building together.

In the fifth-floor private room,

the four finally gathered.

Qin Luo immediately noticed Sun Guangche’s right arm in a cast.

The other guy nodded at him.

As soon as they sat down,

Huang Yiming started pouring drinks.

When it was Qin Luo’s turn, he saw his slightly pale face and couldn’t help teasing,

“Qin Luo, your girlfriend may be a stunner, but you need to pace yourself.”

“Watch out, or in middle age you’ll be crying at the moon.”

“Get lost.”

Qin Luo laughed and swore.

Yang Cong, the dorm leader, raised his glass first and downed it in one gulp.

Though they had known each other less than a year,

they had already built a bond.

The four of them drank and chatted.

Even the usually silent Sun Guangche, spurred by alcohol, gradually became talkative.

Yang Cong sighed after drinking.

“Qin Luo, you don’t know. The advisor really felt sorry for Sun Guangche, said if his family had problems, the school could help.”

“The rest of us talked it over too—everyone chips in, I cover the bulk.”

“But Sun Guangche really doesn’t want to stay. No matter who tried to persuade him.”

Huang Yiming also sighed.

“Yeah, we just got to know each other, and now we have to part. I’m reluctant too.”

“The school actually didn’t agree. In the end, the advisor personally stepped in to get the paperwork approved.”

They didn’t know the real reason,

but Qin Luo understood all too well.

Only, matters of the supernatural world should never involve ordinary people.