Sniffing the familiar fragrance and feeling the warm embrace, Qin Luo slept soundly.
After an unknown amount of time, he slowly opened his eyes. There was no one in sight; it seemed Little Aunt had left.
Glancing at the sky outside, glaring sunlight streamed in through the gaps in the curtains.
Qin Luo was about to get up when he suddenly felt something soft by his hand.
He turned his head and saw it was Sister!
However, her sleeping posture was not very elegant.
Her body lay on its side, revealing astonishing curves without reservation, and the softness under his hand came from Sister’s slender waist.
Qin Luo was about to pull his hand away, but a striking sight caught his attention.
The hem of her sleepwear was very short, barely reaching the top of her thighs. Those flawless, long jade legs came into view, completely uncovered and boldly displayed before him.
Just as he was staring in a daze, a pair of beautiful eyes slowly opened.
Seeing the boy’s rapt expression, the corners of her mouth curled into a smile.
“Like what you see?”
!!!
Qin Luo shuddered, jolting awake.
He looked up and met her teasing gaze.
“Sister, this, I—”
Before he could explain, Jingyu had already pressed close, reaching out to pull Qin Luo into her arms.
“It’s okay~”
Before Qin Luo could react, Jingyu’s legs instinctively wrapped around him.
And then, well, morning things…
…
Qin Luo’s expression stiffened.
‘It’s over!’
A faint blush appeared on Jingyu’s face.
‘Xiao Luo really…’
She narrowed her eyes, the smile on her lips deepening, and she whispered in his ear like a devil’s murmur:
“Everything of Xiao Luo’s belongs to Sister, and everything of Sister’s belongs to Xiao Luo~”
‘Th-this isn’t right!’
Qin Luo’s mind trembled.
The next second, Jingyu’s actions made his entire body tense up.
***
He wanted to speak, but the words caught in his throat.
“Xiao Luo, don’t be nervous. Just leave it to Sister~”
Jingyu’s voice was filled with tenderness as she whispered softly in his ear.
And Qin Luo, powerless to resist, eventually went limp.
“Sleep now.”
Jingyu sat up, tossed the tissue in her hand into the trash, then helped Qin Luo straighten his blanket, her voice gentle:
“Xiao Luo worked hard~”
Qin Luo lay still, feeling exhausted, his mind blank.
He couldn’t help but ponder the meaning of life.
Sister, she’s too skilled.
Self-taught, too skilled.
Whether it was the magic in her words or just sheer fatigue,
Qin Luo closed his eyes and fell asleep again.
In the bathroom.
Jingyu washed her hands, then splashed cold water on her face.
Then she looked up at her radiant reflection in the mirror.
“I got a little carried away. It’s not time to devour him yet. I have to hold back.”
She muttered to herself.
There was no helping it—Xiao Luo’s confession yesterday had made it hard for her to control her feelings for her brother.
“But it won’t be long now. The seed inside Xiao Luo is about to sprout. Then I can…”
When he woke again, Qin Luo felt completely disoriented.
He checked his phone—it was already past eleven.
‘How did things end up like this!’
At the time, Qin Luo had only wanted to calm his sister down from her impending dark turn, so he said those words.
Who knew his basic attack would trigger Sister’s ultimate move?
He never expected Sister had already fallen in love with him.
And from the looks of it, it wasn’t normal love.
The way she kept turning dark, there was nothing normal about it.
And worst of all, how was he supposed to explain this to Little Aunt?
Paper can’t wrap fire forever; sooner or later, Little Aunt would find out.
When that day came, what would he say?
‘”Little Aunt, Sister and I truly love each other!”
Shii—!
Qin Luo’s body jolted.
‘That line… it doesn’t seem suitable for me to say.’
‘It’d be more appropriate for Sister to say it.’
‘But knowing her personality, she probably wouldn’t say that.’
‘Instead, I might be forced to say it.’
Suddenly, an image flashed through his mind.
He waved his hands grandly and declared confidently:
‘”I’ll take both!”‘
***
After waking up, Qin Luo began washing up.
When he came out, he was stunned by Sister’s outfit for the day.
Jingyu wore a tight fitted dress, her long legs wrapped in sheer light-black stockings, with a white doctor’s coat over it.
A white doctor’s coat!!
“Sister, what… is this outfit?”
Seduction in uniform?
But isn’t it usually a nurse outfit? What’s with the doctor’s coat?
“It’s the identity assigned by the mission. Xiao Luo will find out soon.”
Jingyu acted as usual, as if nothing had happened that morning.
And Qin Luo tried his best not to dwell on it.
Jingyu observed her brother’s expression.
‘Looks like Xiao Luo isn’t bringing up this morning.’
‘He must be shy.’
Remembering how red-faced and contradictory he’d been, it was adorable~
After breakfast, Jingyu dragged her brother out and drove to their destination.
Meanwhile, Qin Luo received a quest on his phone.
[Quest: Resolve Merchant Zhang Daguo’s little ghost feeding incident. Reward: 2 points. Quest item delivered. Please check.]
Qin Luo glanced down at the card on the table.
It was an ID badge.
Medical Assistant: Wang Yu.
And Jingyu, who was driving, also had an ID badge.
Attending Physician: Su Xiaoli.
That’s right—the association had assigned both of them the identity of doctors.
After all, these days, if you walked up to someone and said,
“To be honest, your house is haunted, and I’m here to exorcise it!”
Do you think they’d welcome you in?
No way!
They’d just spit in your face and say:
“Get lost! Your house is haunted! You’re crazy!”
But showing up as a doctor made it much more reasonable.
Times have changed.
A hundred years ago, people might have believed.
Now, they’d just think you’re an idiot.
Before leaving, Qin Luo grabbed two garlic cloves from the kitchen and stuffed them in his pocket.
They were useful against Western ghosts.
He wasn’t sure if they worked on Eastern ghosts, but at least it gave him some psychological comfort.
Great!
Jingyu glanced at her brother’s nervous expression.
“Xiao Luo, don’t worry. Sister is here to keep you safe.”
Qin Luo said,
“I’m not necessarily afraid of ghosts, but I’d better make some preparations.”
“That’s not it,” Jingyu explained.
“Little ghosts aren’t judged by size, but by resentment. That ghost’s resentment is basically zero right now. It’s just hungry.”
“Will it be fierce?”
“No. No matter how fierce a little ghost is, it can’t compare to a vengeful spirit.”
“I see.”
Qin Luo nodded.
When they reached their destination and parked, Qin Luo was about to get out.
But—
Click.
The door locked.
“Sister!”
He turned around.
Jingyu’s eyes sparkled as she looked at her brother, her fingertip lightly tapping her lips.
“…”
Qin Luo understood what that meant.
Taking a deep breath, he leaned over and gently kissed her moist red lips.
Just as he was about to pull away, a pale arm wrapped around his neck.
“Ha~”