Sister, can I be a maid too?

Lin Tingwan moved her little head and slowly opened her eyes.

Feeling the movement on his leg, Jiang Yubai looked down:

"Wanwan? Did I wake you up?"

The girl rubbed her eyes and looked at him sleepily for a few seconds.

Suddenly, she turned her body slightly, gently buried her face in his lower abdomen, wrapped her arms around his waist, and took a deep breath.

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

He opened his mouth, stiffly turned his head, and met Lin Jianxia's stunned gaze.

He wanted to speak but hesitated, yet he hesitated to speak but still wanted to.

Finally, Jiang Yubai decided to strike first:

"Well, it's all your fault! You woke Lin Tingwan up."

Hearing this guy's self-righteous voice, Lin Jianxia didn't react for a moment, pointing at herself with disbelief in her eyes.

“Yes, that’s right, it’s you.” Jiang Yubai nodded.

Lin Jianxia looked at the guy's self-righteous and shameless expression, then at his sister who was sleeping soundly with her head buried in his waist, and took a deep breath.

Patience...patience...patience...

I'll put up with you my foot!

Unable to bear it any longer, she grabbed the cushion beside her and angrily pounced on it:

"Jiang Yubai! I'll fight you to the death!"

Pillows flew everywhere on the sofa, and the two of them got into a tangle.

Amidst the chaos, Lin Tingwan finally managed to slowly sit up.

She clutched the blanket around her, watching the two people rolling around on the large sofa, a hint of confusion in her eyes.

This time, however, the situation is quite different from the one-sided situation of the past.

Lin Jianxia, ​​with Jiang Yubai's hands tied behind his back, straddled his back and proudly raised her chin:

"Hey, do you submit or not?"

Jiang Yubai beneath him showed no sense of being a "loser," nor did he feel any humiliation whatsoever.

He simply turned his head and sighed at Lin Tingwan, who was quietly watching the battle from the side. His expression was as sincere as could be, and his voice as aggrieved as could be:

"Wanwan, your sister is bullying me like this, you have to stand up for me!"

Lin Jianxia was startled and subconsciously looked up, meeting her younger sister's gaze.

Her eyes widened, and only one thought remained in her mind—

Jiang, Yu, Bai!

—Have you no shame?!

Five minutes later.

The three people on the sofa were huddled together under the same blanket, each with a different expression.

On the left, Lin Jianxia is hugging her knees, resting her chin on her knees, looking utterly dejected.

Lin Tingwan on the right glanced curiously at the two on the left, then looked down and wrote something in her notebook before gently handing it over:

Did Jiang Yubai and his sister have a fight?

Sitting in the middle, Jiang Yubai suppressed a laugh and coughed lightly, saying:

"No, I'm playing with your sister."

"Does rolling around on the sofa count as playing?"

Jiang Yubai nodded and started running the train in a serious manner:

"Yes, yes, yes, that's a sign of the good relationship between your sister and me. Haven't you heard the saying, 'Spare the rod and spoil the child'?"

Before he could finish speaking, he received an elbow strike. Lin Jianxia, ​​who was standing nearby, looked up sharply, her face flushed, and glared at him.

"Jiang Yubai! What were you saying to Wanwan?!"

Jiang Yubai raised his hands to indicate his surrender, glanced at her sideways, and finally continued the previous topic:

"Oh, right, about the New Year's goods I just told you about..."

"do not want!"

Lin Jianxia turned her head away angrily.

"Alright, alright," Jiang Yubai didn't insist. "Hey, can you get my backpack over from over there on the sofa?"

Lin Jianxia looked at him suspiciously, then reached over to the other end of the sofa, took the schoolbag, and handed it to him.

"Here."

Jiang Yubai rummaged through his schoolbag, pulled out a red envelope from a hidden compartment, and handed it over:

"Hey, here's your salary for this month."

Lin Jianxia blinked, reached out and took the red envelope, then suddenly frowned and reached out to count it.

"Stop counting," Jiang Yubai said lazily. "The wages are calculated on a daily basis, and the rent is deducted on a daily basis as well. The extra thousand is a New Year's bonus."

"What kind of New Year's red envelope can contain a thousand yuan?!"

She said it was a bit thicker.

"Year-end bonus, of course," Jiang Yu rolled her eyes at her. "Lin Jianxia, ​​do you really have no idea how much a cook earns a month these days?"

"1200 is already a bargain, okay? If you weren't sure you wouldn't agree, I would have given you a raise."

"I'm a student, it's different for me... A thousand is too much."

Lin Jianxia persisted.

“That works too,” Jiang Yubai readily agreed, extending his hand. “Give me back the five hundred yuan red envelope, but you have to take the New Year’s goods from the corner back with you.”

"Or you can take the thousand, leave the New Year's goods to me, and you can choose for yourself."

Lin Jianxia was stunned upon hearing this.

She looked at the red envelope in her hand, then at the pile of New Year's goods in the corner, and her little mind went blank for a moment.

"Hurry up, hurry up," Jiang Yubai urged impatiently, "If you don't say anything, I'll assume you want the red envelope, three, two..."

"I want New Year's goods!"

Lin Jianxia said urgently.

"Okay, deal~" Jiang Yubai happily stretched out his hand, "Here, give me five hundred."

Subconsciously, she counted out five hundred-yuan bills and handed them back. Only after seeing the guy happily accept them did Lin Jianxia belatedly widen her eyes in surprise:

"Jiang Yubai! You did this on purpose?!"

She wondered why this guy had given in so readily earlier; it turns out he was waiting for this!

It's likely that he had already planned that he wouldn't want to receive New Year's gifts, so he deliberately slipped in a thousand yuan as a red envelope.

This guy probably already planned to give her 500 yuan, so this way he can keep both the red envelope and the New Year's gifts.

Isn't this exactly what this guy wanted?

"I didn't, I'm not you, don't talk nonsense," Jiang Yubai immediately denied it three times in a row. "Tomorrow I'll call you a van, one of those with more space, and we'll carry all our things up there."

Lin Jianxia stared at him for a long while, then suddenly pursed her lips and whispered:

"Hello, thank you..."

Upon hearing the thank you, Jiang Yubai's first reaction was not to feel embarrassed.

He frowned, looked Lin Jianxia up and down, and suddenly reached out and gently placed the back of his hand on her forehead.

Lin Jianxia: "..?"

"Jiang Yubai!" She slapped his hand away and said irritably, "You're not happy unless you're being a little mischievous, are you?"

—Hey, this is the taste.

Jiang Yubai then withdrew his hand with satisfaction and casually said:

"No need to thank me. Go back and buy some new clothes and a good meal, don't let your Wanwan go hungry—"

He suddenly stopped talking halfway through his sentence.

He glanced at Lin Tingwan, who was looking at him curiously, and after a few seconds, he turned back to look at Lin Jianxia, ​​who had a puzzled expression on her face.

"Hmm... I'd better not starve myself to lose weight."

Jiang Yubai spoke sincerely.

Lin Jianxia felt that this bastard's words were pointed at something, and that there was a hint of malicious pity in them.

But she glanced at it suspiciously a few times, and couldn't find anything out of place.

".....Okay, I understand."

In the end, all she could do was whimper like that.

Lin Jianxia turned her head, glanced at the mountain of New Year's goods piled up in the corner, and asked softly:

"Hey, Jiang Yubai, you've given me all of this. Is it enough for your family to use during the New Year?"

"I bought it in sets of two. You wouldn't put up so many Spring Festival couplets and window decorations for two houses, would you?"

Jiang Yubai paused for a moment, then laughed again:

"As for the ingredients... with my mom's cooking skills, we really can't eat that much. Just a couple of bites are enough."

"...Then why did you say you were worried about not having enough food to cook when guests came?"

"I was just kidding, otherwise why would you believe I was going to buy so many?"

"you--!"

Lin Jianxia's eyes widened, but she couldn't help herself and gave him a light punch.