Sister, can I be a maid too?

Jiang Yubai spoke in a serious tone, then gently pinched his fingers twice more.

"I've heard that massaging facial acupoints can relieve pain and distract you."

Lin Jianxia tried to slap his hand away, but because of her stomachache, she was too weak and could only let his fingers play with her face, which made her cheeks puff up even more in anger.

"Jiang, Yu, Bai," the girl gritted her teeth, "I'm really feeling terrible right now, you'd better not mess with me..."

"What? I can't hear you?"

Jiang Yubai spoke in a very irritating tone, but his hands moved even more frequently.

Hey ~

Awesome!

Watching the girl's soft face being kneaded and rolled in front of him, all the frustration of being bossed around earlier vanished.

"Jiang Yubai, this is the last time I'm warning you!"

Lin Jianxia was so groped by him that she could barely speak. Her beautiful almond-shaped eyes were wide open, and her embarrassment and anger were almost overflowing.

Unfortunately... because her little face was being rubbed and kneaded, she didn't look intimidating at all; instead, she looked adorable.

Jiang Yubai completely ignored her words, continuing his teasing while his hands kept moving:

"Otherwise what? What do you want to do—Pfft?!"

Before he could finish speaking, he was hit on the chest. Lin Jianxia, ​​with strength from who knows where, suddenly broke free from his hand, grabbed his shoulders, and began to shake him from side to side.

"I'll let you pinch me! I'll let you pinch me!"

"You dare bully me! You bastard! You big bastard!"

"I'm already feeling so bad, and you're still bullying me! I'll fight you to the death!!!"

She shook him haphazardly, but because she used all her strength and was caught off guard, Jiang Yubai was really shaken so badly that he almost fell off the edge of the bed.

"Hey, hey, stop, stop, stop!" Jiang Yubai frantically tried to steady himself. "Wrong, wrong, your stomach doesn't hurt anymore?!"

"It hurts! It's all your fault! It hurts even more now!"

Lin Jianxia ignored him completely, shouting through gritted teeth.

"I'm going to take you down with me today!"

Five minutes later.

Looking at the girl lying on the bedside table, looking utterly hopeless, Jiang Yubai couldn't help but speak:

"Lin Jianxia?"

Lin Jianxia hummed twice, her gaze unfocused, as if in response.

"You used too much force," Jiang Yubai said with a chuckle. "I told you to be gentler a long time ago."

After hearing those sarcastic remarks, Lin Jianxia regained some of her strength and glared at the guy with all her might:

"Who is it all because of...?"

This time, Jiang Yubai didn't tease the little hedgehog anymore.

"Okay, okay, it's my fault, it's my fault... By the way, does it still hurt?"

Lin Jianxia's face quickly fell:

"pain......."

"Would you like some more brown sugar water?"

"want......."

Jiang Yubai found it amusing and went to the kitchen to fill another thermos with brown sugar water.

This time, the little hedgehog stopped bristling and obediently swallowed the food bite by bite.

After drinking the brown sugar water, the girl's complexion improved somewhat.

She sniffed, as if remembering something, and looked up at Jiang Yubai:

"By the way, Wanwan's condition... is it really not serious? Has she said anything that's particularly uncomfortable?"

"Hmm, it's not serious, just a bit weak. I feel much better after drinking brown sugar water."

Jiang Yubai answered quickly.

"Oh...is she asleep now?"

"They should be asleep by now..."

Jiang Yu's eyes darted around, and her tone was slightly uncertain.

"should?"

Lin Jianxia keenly noticed the slight unnaturalness in his tone and narrowed her eyes suspiciously:

"Didn't you keep saying she was asleep?"

"I... she was lying down when I left, probably asleep," Jiang Yubai said, trying to remain calm. "The room was quite quiet."

Lin Jianxia stared at him for a few seconds, feeling that the guy's reaction was a bit strange.

“Jiang Yubai,” she frowned slightly, “tell me the truth, what’s wrong with Wanwan? Is there something you’re hiding from me?”

"No, really no!" Jiang Yubai immediately denied. "What could be wrong with her? She's just having some menstrual discomfort. She'll be fine after a rest."

Seeing that Lin Jianxia was still looking at him suspiciously, he coughed lightly:

"Well... since you're so worried, I'll go check again. You just lie still and don't move around."

Lin Jianxia responded with a half-believing "Oh".

Jiang Yubai nodded calmly, turned around, and walked out of the room with somewhat stiff steps.

As soon as he closed the door, he immediately pressed his ear against the door like a thief, holding his breath and listening intently for a while to hear what was happening inside.

After confirming that it was quiet inside, he breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling that his back was almost sweating.

No wonder he was so nervous, it's really...

He smacked his lips, wiped away non-existent cold sweat, and turned to walk out.

But Jiang Yubai did not head towards the main entrance; instead, he tiptoed into another room.

Standing in front of the bedroom door, he subconsciously glanced towards the study, and after confirming that there was no movement, he gently reached out and opened the door.

The room was quiet, the curtains were half-drawn, and the light was dim.

On his soft, large bed, a round, plump object had somehow risen up on the originally smooth blankets.

The blanket completely covered the person inside, with only a little bit of black hair showing.

Jiang Yubai walked to the bedside, sighed, and called out helplessly:

"Late night?"

Upon hearing his voice, the "ball" wriggled a few times, and then slowly peeked out from the edge of the blanket...

Such an adorable little head.

Chapter 242: Just Treat It as Warming My Bed

Looking at Lin Tingwan peeking her little head out from the bed, Jiang Yubai felt a headache coming on.

No wonder he looked so cautious and guilty just now, after all, how was he going to explain this to Lin Jianxia?

Are you suggesting I say, "Your sister is in my bed"?

If you really say that, even though that girl is lying sickly in bed, looking like she's barely breathing, she'd probably jump up and chase him for three blocks if she heard that.

But the problem is that it really has nothing to do with him.

Ever since Lin Tingwan heard him say that his older sister was asleep in the study, her beautiful eyes have been shining brightly as she looked over, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Yes, that means you're going too.

Jiang Yubai didn't think anything of it and let the girl put on her slippers, then led her this way.

But as soon as he entered the room, he saw Lin Tingwan look around, then casually change direction and go straight into his bedroom.

By the time Jiang Yubai realized what was happening and followed after them with a head full of questions, it was already too late to turn back.

Lin Tingwan had already skillfully climbed onto his bed, lifted the covers and crawled inside, looking like she was saying, "This is my new home, I'm going to settle down here."

Thinking of this, Jiang Yubai sighed, sat down on the edge of the bed, and said helplessly:

"Wanwan, your sister isn't asleep yet, how about... we go to your sister's?"

Lin Tingwan, wrapped in a blanket, knelt on the bed, blinking her eyes, looking like a rice ball.

Jiang Yubai watched as she pulled out her spiral notebook, scribbled and drew, and then solemnly held it up in front of her:

"Jiang Yubai sleeps more comfortably here."

Looking at the neat handwriting, Jiang Yubai's expression became increasingly subtle.

Is this a question of which part is comfortable and which part is uncomfortable?

Besides, how could I not know if it's comfortable? This is the kind I carefully selected, the kind where three people can lie together without feeling cramped.

Oh no, I've gone off-topic.

The problem is... this is my bed! It's my bedroom! Not a guest room or a study!

The study and such are just places for them to rest temporarily, so it's fine for them to lie down, but the bedroom... the bed in the bedroom has a different meaning.

But when faced with Lin Tingwan's clear and innocent eyes, he didn't know how to start a conversation.

To be honest, Jiang Yubai's feelings were quite complicated when he saw a cute and adorable girl nestled in the bed he lay on every day.

Especially since the girl was wrapped in her own blanket, with only her little head sticking out.

...If I were to change into my own shirt, I would be unbeatable.

Pshaw, what are you thinking?

He composed himself, shaking off the inappropriate thoughts that were swirling in his mind, and decided to speak tactfully: