That evening, at the dinner table.
Jiang Qing’e noticed that Luo Luo seemed a bit off. Normally during meals, Luo Luo would put food in her bowl.
But now, Qin Luo just focused on shoveling rice into his mouth, head down, with a hint of tension between his brows.
And then there was Jingyu, who was unusually warm toward Luo Luo tonight, constantly adding dishes to his bowl. It had happened before, but she would only take one bite and then give the rest to Luo Luo. This time, however, she even grabbed a tissue to wipe the grease stains around his mouth.
Jiang Qing’e frowned slightly. She found that she couldn’t quite understand Luo Luo and Jingyu anymore.
Suddenly, she paused in her eating. “Luo Luo, did you encounter anything unclean today?”
Jiang Qing’e sensed a faint ghostly aura on Qin Luo. In other words, Luo Luo had seen a ghost today.
Qin Luo stopped his frantic eating and nodded. “Yeah, I went shopping with Sister today, and I ran into a male ghost in the restroom.”
“Luo Luo, let me take a look!”
Jiang Qing’e immediately stood up and came before Qin Luo, cupping his face in her hands to examine him carefully.
Qin Luo felt her mature body press against him without any reservation, a trace of worry flickering across her elegant jade-like face.
Only after confirming that her precious nephew was unharmed did Jiang Qing’e relax, the concern in her peach-blossom eyes gradually fading.
“Little Aunt, I’m fine,” Qin Luo reassured her.
But as Jingyu watched her little aunt get close to her brother—especially after officially confirming their new relationship today—a faint discomfort arose in her heart, even though it was her little aunt.
Still, she quickly suppressed the strange feeling.
After all, the two women had once made a pact to share their little brother (Luo Luo) equally.
“Little Aunt, don’t worry. It was just a little ghost being kept by someone. It got hungry and came out looking for food, and my brother happened to run into it,” Jingyu said.
Jiang Qing’e returned to her seat and picked up her chopsticks. “A little ghost? Which mall?”
When it came to raising little ghosts, it wasn’t necessarily a big deal. As long as you were a successful businessman, at least seventy percent of them, if not the entire city, would keep a few little ghosts to ensure a steady flow of wealth.
But as time passed and your money grew, the little ghost’s appetite would increase too.
If you couldn’t satisfy that appetite, at first the little ghost would come out on its own to find food, and if that still wasn’t enough, it would start draining its owner. In the end, the owner would meet their death.
After the owner died, the little ghost would be completely cut off from its food source, and most would gradually dissipate.
Jingyu added more food to her brother’s bowl. “Baihai Mall.”
“That place…” Jiang Qing’e mused.
Suddenly, her gaze fell on Luo Luo.
Qin Luo sensed his little aunt’s eyes and his heart skipped a beat, a bad premonition creeping in. He quickly lowered his head and focused on his rice.
But his little aunt still spoke. “Mm, I’ll leave this task to Luo Luo. Use this opportunity to master Qi Refining as well.”
“What do you think, Luo Luo?”
Jiang Qing’e looked at Qin Luo, encouragement in her eyes, hoping he would nod in agreement.
Thinking back to the male ghost he’d seen during the day—harmless from start to finish, only crying “Hungry, hungry”—the only strange thing was where it had appeared.
“No problem, Little Aunt. Leave it to me.” Qin Luo flashed a bright smile.
That businessman might not go down without a fight. After all, cutting off someone’s money path was no small matter.
Luo Luo hadn’t mastered Qi Refining yet, and his body was still weak. If Jingyu went, even if the other side had a hundred men, it wouldn’t be an issue.
Jingyu nodded. “Little Aunt, just leave it to me. I promise no harm will come to my brother.”
Dinner passed safely, though not without some tension.
His little aunt hadn’t noticed anything unusual, which allowed Qin Luo to breathe a sigh of relief.
Still, it felt a bit like his little aunt was the lawful wife, and he and his sister were the secret lovers.
The thought made him quickly slap his own cheeks.
‘What are you thinking?’
Being with his sister was already an incredible stroke of luck. Adding his little aunt into the mix—he didn’t even dare to think about it…
…or did he?
Remembering that night’s experience—after he’d fallen asleep, his little aunt had snuck into his room and slept right next to him.
No matter how he looked at it, that wasn’t something a normal little aunt would do.
Come to think of it, his sister—or was it his little aunt?—had mentioned that the esper world allowed polygamy. In other words, you could legally have a harem!
But then he thought about what his sister looked like when she went dark, and he dismissed the idea.
If he tried to expand his harem, the moment he touched another girl, he’d probably end up seeing a Game Over screen.
With troubled anxiety, Qin Luo finished washing up and went to take a shower.
When he came out, he happened to run into his little aunt.
She was holding a glass of milk.
Seeing Qin Luo, Jiang Qing’e gave a gentle smile. “Luo Luo, perfect timing. Come, drink this milk—it’ll help you sleep better.”
“…”
Qin Luo stared at the milk in his little aunt’s hand.
‘Sleep better? This is spiked milk.’
Seeing Luo Luo frozen in place, Jiang Qing’e asked, puzzled, “Luo Luo?”
“Ah? Oh! Thanks, Little Aunt!”
Qin Luo snapped back to reality, took the milk, and hesitated about whether to drink it. His little aunt raised an elegant eyebrow.
“Luo Luo, you don’t want to drink the milk your little aunt personally poured for you?”
“Of course not.”
To prove it, Qin Luo downed the entire glass in one go—gulp gulp gulp—and let out a small milk burp.
Mmm~
His little aunt’s milk was really delicious.
Wait!!!
‘Oh no!’
Qin Luo immediately smacked his own mouth. “Little Aunt, I, I didn’t mean it that way—I was just—”
Jiang Qing’e covered her mouth and chuckled. “All right, all right, Luo Luo is such a good boy~”
She’d been too busy lately and hadn’t come back often to sleep with Luo Luo, which made it hard for her to keep her spirits up.
For her obedient Luo Luo, tonight she would give him a sweet, soft reward.
“Mm, goodnight, Luo Luo.”
“Then, Little Aunt, I’m going to my room to sleep.”
With that, Jiang Qing’e gave Qin Luo a gentle kiss on the forehead.
A goodnight kiss.
Back in his room, Qin Luo touched his forehead, then his mouth.
‘This…’
‘His sister had just kissed him, and now his little aunt had kissed his forehead.’
‘Great, the relationships are getting more and more chaotic. I’m turning into a total scumbag.’
Not long after, drowsiness set in.
Qin Luo knew it was because he’d drunk his little aunt’s milk.
But this time, the drowsiness wasn’t as strong as before.
Had he built up a tolerance?
“Haah—”
Qin Luo yawned. Sleep came as soon as it beckoned, and he fell asleep the moment his head hit the pillow.
A faint rustling sound.
The blanket was lifted, and someone slipped inside.
Warm breath brushed against his face. His little aunt’s face was right across from his.
Her soft arms wrapped around his neck, and then he felt a slight difficulty breathing.
“Luo Luo~”
Qin Luo couldn’t see it, but Jiang Qing’e was now quietly looking down at him.
A gentle smile softened her mature, beautiful face, and her tender expression seemed as if…