Sister, can I be a maid too?

Lin Tingwan simply didn't like noisy, crowded places, and this was the only quiet spot on the entire school.

Sitting down in the familiar stone pavilion, Jiang Yubai looked around and suddenly chuckled:

“Wanwan, speaking of which, your sister and I were sitting here yesterday, and she was sitting in your seat.”

Lin Tingwan blinked her beautiful eyes, thought for a moment, then suddenly took out a small notebook, wrote a few lines, and handed it to him.

Jiang Yubai didn't think much of it and casually turned his head to take a look—

"Is my sister using her legs as a pillow here?"

Jiang Yubai: "..........."

Chapter 136 Childhood Sweetheart Lin Tingwan

"Is my sister using her legs as a pillow here?"

Looking at the neat little handwriting on the notebook, Jiang Yubai's expression suddenly became a little subtle.

Wait, wasn't this topic already moved on? Why is it being brought up again...?

Faced with Lin Tingwan's clear and curious eyes, he couldn't tell any lies, so he could only give a vague "hmm" and nod.

"Mmm... Ah..."

Lin Tingwan blinked, then lowered her head and wrote another line of text, holding it up in front of her.

This time, the notebook only contained three short words.

"I want one too."

Jiang Yubai stared silently at those three words, wanting nothing more than to slap his own stupid mouth.

Of all things to say, why bring up Lin Jianxia...?

He could accept Lin Jianxia's offer to give him a lap pillow without feeling guilty.

But when it's Lin Tingwan, even if she's the one who made the request, he always feels guilty for deceiving an innocent and naive girl.

Jiang Yubai still tried to gloss over the matter:

"Uh... Wanwan, what do you want?"

"Knee pillow."

“You want a lap pillow? Sure,” he nodded, sat up straight, and patted his thigh. “Come on, rest for a while, and I’ll wake you up when it’s time.”

Lin Tingwan looked at him, then looked down at herself, her brows furrowing little by little.

"Knee pillow, not Jiang Yubai's."

Jiang Yubai felt a headache coming on.

This girl is usually quite easy to fool, so why has she become so stubborn lately?

"It will be very uncomfortable, won't it? My body is very heavy."

(Nods)

"I can't help but move around when I'm lying down. Are you ticklish? Can you handle it?"

(Nods)

"Your sister's legs were numb yesterday, and she had to sit on the stool for a long time before she could get up. Wanwan, you should think this through."

(Nods)

There's no other way.

Jiang Yubai finally gave up resisting and slowly sat down next to Lin Tingwan.

He wanted to say a few more words of advice, but when he met the girl's bright eyes, he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

He placed his legs on the stone bench, letting his upper body lean backward—

Just like yesterday, a soft, warm touch came from the back of his neck. Jiang Yubai slowly relaxed his tense body, only to feel the light lavender scent becoming clearer and clearer, lingering in his breath.

He instinctively looked up, wanting to see her—

...cannot be seen.

As far as the eye could see, there was only the soft fabric of the school uniform.

Jiang Yubai: "........."

We're doomed, our guess came true.

Same time, same place, same posture, and same clothes.

There's no way to deny that, is there?

Yesterday, Lin Jianxia could at least show a little of her face, but now Lin Tingwan is completely covered up. Is she that capable?

Even in this situation, some nonsensical thoughts still involuntarily popped into Jiang Yubai's mind.

Could it be that the silly older sister saved all the good food for her younger sister?

Otherwise, how do you explain these twins?

Jiang Yubai thought about it more and more and felt that this guess was very likely. Just as he was lost in thought, he suddenly felt the girl move.

Lin Tingwan picked up the notebook, wrote a few words, and then gently placed the notebook in front of him.

Because of the awkward angle, Jiang Yubai had to tilt his head and try hard to decipher the neat handwriting:

"Is it comfortable?"

He instinctively wanted to nod, but then realized he was resting his head on someone else's pillow, so he could only reply:

"Mmm...it feels good."

You know what, it really feels good.

The soft touch perfectly supported the back of her neck and head, a gentle and full elasticity unique to an eighteen-year-old girl.

A warm temperature seeps through the fabric, mixed with a faint lavender scent, making one want to drift into a peaceful sleep.

Jiang Yubai was almost overwhelmed by the comforting sensation.

To be honest, he still feels a bit like he's in a dream.

I just slept on Lin Jianxia's lap yesterday, and today, in the same spot, I'm lying on Lin Tingwan's lap again.

He himself wouldn't dare to make up such an outrageous plot even in his wildest dreams.

As he was squinting and thinking, he suddenly felt a slightly cool hand gently touch his temple, the fingertips applying a tentative pressure as they slowly massaged it.

"Ok?"

Jiang Yubai opened his eyes and asked curiously,

"Wanwan? Where did you learn that?"

The little hands that were massaging paused, and Lin Tingwan took the notebook, wrote a line, and handed it to him.

"My sister used to massage me like this when I was lying like this before."

Jiang Yubai subconsciously hummed in agreement, and the girl put away her notebook, her small hand returning to his temple.

Seemingly because he had received affirmation, his strength became more steady than before, and he swung in circles with neither too light nor too heavy a touch.

...That despicable Lin Jianxia.

They were actually hiding this trick yesterday.

Jiang Yubai muttered to himself, pushing his luck, as his consciousness slowly sank down under the soft touch and soothing massage.

......

......

When I slowly opened my eyes again, the soft, warm support was still there, and then the fingers gently resting on my forehead.

Lin Tingwan stopped moving at some point, but her hand, as if afraid of waking him, was still loosely resting on his temple.

Jiang Yubai blinked and subconsciously looked up.

The first thing that caught his eye was the bulge of the school uniform fabric. He tilted his head and then saw Lin Tingwan's lowered face.

Whether she was lost in thought or asleep, her eyelashes fell quietly, and her breathing was so light it was almost inaudible.

A breeze swept past the pavilion, lifting a few stray strands of hair from her cheek and gently brushing against his forehead.

It's itchy.

Jiang Yubai stared at it for a while, lost in thought, before snapping out of it and carefully straightening up.

Suppressing the comfortable urge to stretch, he let out a long sigh, his gaze lingering on Lin Tingwan's peaceful sleeping face for a few seconds before taking out his phone.

I took a nap for exactly forty minutes, a little after 1 p.m.

Opening QQ, I found that Lin Jianxia had sent me several messages.

[Little Hedgehog]: Wow, that's amazing... and Class 5 actually won?! I thought those big guys from Class 8 would win.

[Little Hedgehog]: So what project are you and Wanwan looking at next?

[Little Hedgehog]: Moshi Moshi?

[Little Hedgehog]: Jiang Yubai, where are you?!

[Little Hedgehog]: Hey, you didn't kidnap Wanwan and run away to avoid replying to messages, did you?

[Little Hedgehog]: (╬◣д◢)

Seeing this, Jiang Yubai suddenly remembered that he had been so busy taking photos of the remaining projects that morning that he had forgotten to send them over.

I quickly selected the photos and videos and sent them all at once.

The first photo had just jumped from 0% to 100% when Lin Jianxia's message came through.

[Little Hedgehog]: Jiang Yubai! You still dare to show your face!

Even through the screen, Jiang Yubai could feel the angry atmosphere.

He hissed and quickly explained: