That vixen is all righteous, luckily I am one too.

Chapter 18 Sailing, you should get a deeper understanding of your sister's love~

"A teacher? You?"

"Stop making your sister laugh."

Jiang Wanzhao ruffled Li Xingzhou's hair: "Have you ever been a teacher? You just spout off whatever comes to mind. Do you even know what that's called?"

"What?"

"The money counting machine is broken—there are no coins."

"..."

"..."

Li Xingzhou remained silent for a moment, as if it were commonplace, while Tang Yao watched in stunned silence.

The Chief of Staff has such a 'girlish' side?

She glanced at Jiang Wanzhao, then at Li Xingzhou—their conversation certainly sounded like that of siblings.

Tang Yao was enjoying the show, but the next second she felt the commander-in-chief's gaze first on her and then on the doorway.

Although she was fierce, she still understood such an obvious signal in her eyes.

Tang Yao quietly walked out of the living room.

Jiang Wanzhao looked at Li Xingzhou with a smile in her eyes. How could she, as his older sister, not know how to get along with him after his return?

He's really eighteen, I'm just pretending to be eighteen.

Does he really expect me to act like a commander-in-chief when interacting with him?

Wouldn't that be rushing headlong in the opposite direction of your goal?

Moreover, Xingzhou was clearly more accustomed to this way of getting along at this time.

"Sis, you've changed a lot in just a few days," Li Xingzhou said, pursing his lips. "I didn't care about your intelligence before, but if you call me stupid now, well... that's a different story."

He deliberately drew out his words: "My foolish sister~"

The words had barely left his mouth—

Snapped!

Jiang Wanzhao shifted her body and kicked out.

Li Xingzhou would no longer be like he was before junior high school, when he could be easily trampled on the sofa by Jiang, the Queen, who was ten years older than him.

"Dare to resist and try?"

Jiang Wanzhao's voice rang out, carrying a strong sense of threat.

She activated her skill: Sister's Whisper.

Li Xingzhou isn't afraid now, but what can she do when she's the older sister?

To his surprise, Jiang Wanzhao did not play by the rules and kicked him in the face.

Of course, I didn't use much force.

?

Li Xingzhou subconsciously tilted his head to the side, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Jiang Wanzhao's fair and delicate feet swaying gently by her ear under her capri pants. Her arches were long and graceful, and the entire foot, from the ankle and the outer edge of the sole to the forefoot, was a light and delicate pink, like a piece of mutton fat jade with a reddish tinge, crystal clear.

Her delicate toes, as slender as peeled scallions, curled slightly, resembling translucent pink pearls, while her slender and beautiful big toe curled slightly upwards, its lines full and graceful, making the heart race.

To be honest, Li Xingzhou has a unique perspective on beautiful legs and feet, since they are the easiest sights to see.

He felt that it was because he had massaged Jiang Wanzhao's legs and feet when she was a child.

In this day and age... what beautiful woman has smelly feet?

"Try calling me stupid again?" Jiang Wanzhao looked at him with a smile. "Next time, it won't be so lenient."

Li Xingzhou immediately looked away, but then realized what he was feeling guilty about.

I couldn't help but think of the photo album I saw after coming back here last night...

No.

If your suspicion about your brother's infidelity is correct, you can't be one to condone it.

Otherwise, it would damage Jiang Wanzhao's reputation.

As for how to deal with it...

Li Xingzhou's face lit up with a bright smile: "Sis, haven't you heard the saying 'You should discipline your younger brother early, otherwise it'll be a different story later'..."

We can't win!

The angry crows take flight!

A crow flies an airplane!

The soft sofa sank in, and Li Xingzhou had already grabbed Jiang Wanzhao's wrists with one hand, picked up a nearby cushion and threw it at her.

"This is outrageous!"

Jiang Wanzhao has never let Li Xingzhou win since they were children, and she certainly won't let him "act like a tyrant" now.

She is 1.75 meters tall and has very long legs.

But kicking Li Xingzhou, who has thick skin, is almost like tickling him.

A younger brother who has grown up cannot possibly be no match for a younger sister who has grown up.

The reason they couldn't win was simply because they gave in.

Li Xingzhou also gave in, after all, Jiang Wanzhao was still ill.

The sofa cover gradually became disheveled and slipped off the backrest. As if enraged, Jiang Wanzhao disregarded all martial ethics and directly attacked the groin.

Although Li Xingzhou was "as firm as iron and unbreakable," he still instinctively dodged, just like a lion crouching down when facing a hyena.

He grabbed Jiang Wanzhao's ankle and pressed it down to his shoulder.

"Let go!"

"Who told you to be so uncivilized?"

Just like when they were kids, Li Xingzhou reached out and tickled her waist.

He knew Jiang Wanzhao was ticklish.

As expected, Jiang Wanzhao suppressed her laughter as she sat up, her fair skin faintly visible beneath her short sleeves. Then, as if determined to die together, she grabbed Li Xingzhou's ear.

"Stop, stop scratching me..."

"Let go first!"

"Fine, fine, you asked for it!"

Jiang Wanzhao swiftly reached out with both hands and placed them on either side of Li Xingzhou's chest... and twisted them!

Holy crap, what a scoundrel!

Despite his thoughts, Li Xingzhou still playfully tossed aside the cushion and meowed like Tom the cat, "Relax, relax!"

Jiang Wanzhao burst out laughing. After playing around for a while, her hair was disheveled, and two blushes appeared on her beautiful face. She was also breathing slightly through her delicate nose, her breath warm and fragrant.

At this moment, her eyes were also misty with tears, making her incredibly beautiful.

Li Xingzhou, who was pretending to shout, paused for a moment, then heard Jiang Wanzhao say with a half-smile, "Let go of my legs!"

Li Xingzhou belatedly felt the silky softness of the calf in his hand, as if it were powdered. The touch was even more delicate than the finest silk, and it was like skin formed from solidified milk, soft and graceful yet with elastic muscle fibers.

It has an excellent tactile feel.

He subconsciously loosened his fingers, his expression slightly unnatural.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Wanzhao bent her knees and kicked him onto the other side of the sofa. She quickly got up and pressed him down.

"You were quite the big shot just now! Looks like you've forgotten how much your older sister used to 'dote' on you?"

Jiang Wanzhao placed her right foot on the floor and knelt on the inside of the sofa with her left leg, pressing down on Li Xingzhou, looking down at him.

Jiang Wanzhao raised her hand to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, took a breath, and then slipped her hands into Li Xingzhou's short sleeves, stopping at his waist on either side, ready to pinch him at any moment.

Seeing that her expression was normal, Li Xingzhou realized he had been overthinking things and placed his hand on her waist, saying, "Who's afraid of who?"

Jiang Wanzhao suddenly exerted force with both hands, and it was already a matter of a few words to make this brat feel pain.

Li Xingzhou was not to be outdone, and this method of recognizing Jiang Wanzhao was even more pleasing to him than the one he had done the night before.

It gave him a feeling of "They're back, they're all back".

Just as the two were pinching and scratching each other, neither willing to give in, Jiang Wanzhao, who was suppressing her laughter, coughed lightly as if she had laughed too hard, and her right foot, which was on the floor, gave way and she fell to the ground.

Pull Li Xingzhou along!

Given the position, Jiang Wanzhao should have fallen to the ground first, but how could Li Xingzhou let that happen?

So, Li Xingzhou decisively slid down and lay directly on the floor between the sofa and the coffee table.

Boom!

crunch--

As the coffee table shifted, Li Xingzhou saw Jiang Wanzhao, who seemed somewhat weak, leaning towards him, and instinctively reached out to support her shoulder.

Jiang Wanzhao, however, seemed to have found a pillar and grabbed his wrist, leaning against his hands.

The short sleeves have undergone a change in shape.

This is... goood!

Li Xingzhou's eyelids twitched, and he subconsciously glanced at Jiang Wanzhao's slightly pale face... He must have been overthinking it.

He dared not move. Jiang Wanzhao squinted her eyes, her face gradually regaining its color, as if she had recovered.

"Um?"

As if sensing something amiss, Jiang Wanzhao glanced down, then looked at Li Xingzhou, who seemed somewhat embarrassed.

"You naughty little brother, you're being naughty~"

Jiang Wanzhao gave a half-smile, while Li Xingzhou, seeing that she was unharmed, simply removed his hands: "You..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Wanzhao slumped down like Lin Daiyu. Li Xingzhou suppressed his hands, which he wanted to raise again, ignoring Jiang Wanzhao who was getting closer and closer to him.

Snapped!

Jiang Wanzhao placed her hands on either side of Li Xingzhou's shoulders, their noses almost touching.

In the empty living room, only the sound of the television on the window and... each other's heartbeats and breathing could be heard.

Li Xingzhou was taken aback.

Beneath her disheveled hair, Jiang Wanzhao's slightly panting breath was warm and fragrant. Thanks to the morning sunlight, her face was shrouded in a golden haze, making her radiant and captivating.

It must be said that Jiang Wanzhao in her older sister form is indeed a rare beauty.

Li Xingzhou involuntarily held his breath, his gaze wandering as he placed his hands on the floor—

Just as he was about to dart out of Jiang Wanzhao's "encirclement"—

Jiang Wanzhao relaxed her supporting arms and rested them directly on Li Xingzhou's chest, breathing softly against his neck.

"Xingzhou, you should understand more about how much your older sister loves you~"

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