My first love and childhood sweetheart couldn't possibly be a red hat addict.

Upon hearing her mother's words, Ji Longyue's fair and alluring face revealed a slight shyness.

Her face flushed, she shook her head abruptly, and playfully stuck out her tongue at the beautiful mature woman, saying something like that.

The stunningly beautiful mature woman before me was none other than Ji Jinghan, the adoptive mother of Ji Wanrou, Feng Luo, and Ji Longyue. Perhaps the two sisters, Ji Longyue and Ji Jinghan, should call her something like "Auntie"?

"Oh, so Xiaoyue and Xiaolu were just discussing games."

Ji Jinghan gently hummed in response to her daughter. Seeing her son, Feng Luo, staring blankly at her, she walked to the bedside, sat down, and gently waved her snow-white hand in front of his eyes, softly saying:

"What's wrong? Xiao Luo, you're staring blankly."

"It's alright, Mom." Feng Luo gently shook her head, reaching out to place her hand in her adoptive mother's snow-white hand. Gradually, their fingers intertwined, forming a tight embrace, holding her smooth, soft skin.

White jade hands.

Chapter 3: French Kiss with Ji Longyue

Having not seen her beautiful face for so long, she said softly, looking lost and bewildered:

Feng Luo rested his head on the beautiful woman's shoulder, gazing at his foster mother whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

I had a nightmare in 2016 that my mother died in a car accident.

Even now, he still can't quite believe that he has truly been reborn, or that he is still continuing...

Are you dreaming?

Upon hearing this, Ji Jinghan reached out and hugged Feng Luo, gently patting his back and speaking softly.

He laughed and said:

"It's okay, Mom is right here. Xiao Luo said it was just a nightmare, right? Dreams and reality..."

It's different, Xiao Luo, don't worry.

Feng Luo leaned against his beautiful foster mother's fragrant shoulder for a while, inhaling her familiar yet unfamiliar alluring scent, before raising his head and nodding slightly to her, saying, "I know it was just a nightmare, Mom."

The beautiful woman reached out her soft, snow-white hand to tidy up Feng Luo's messy hair, patted his head, and said softly, "Little Luo, it's enough that you know it was a nightmare."

She touched her fragrant shoulders, pursed her alluring cherry lips, and whispered:

Ji Longyue also reached out and hugged Ji Jinghan's arm, her little head bumping against her mother's.

"Mom, my brother and I had the same nightmare too. When I saw you just now..."

I can't believe whether the person in front of me is real or still dreaming.

Ji Jinghan gently stroked Ji Longyue's smooth hair and said softly, teasingly:

"No wonder Xiaoyue was so dazed when she saw her mother. I had to tap your forehead to snap her out of it. So you had a nightmare just like Xiaoluo. It's okay, it was just a nightmare. Your mother is right here, Xiaoyue."

"kindness.

"Now, Xiaoyue and Xiaoluo, why don't you stay in your room and sleep a little longer before having breakfast? Mom will stay here longer."

Heat up your breakfast and then go out to buy groceries.

Ji Jinghan stood up, reached out her delicate hand and patted Feng Luo and Ji Longyue's heads, addressing the brother and sister.

The two smiled gently and then walked towards the door.

Upon reaching the door, as if remembering something, the alluring woman turned her head and softly asked Feng Luo and his sister, "Xiao Luo, Xiao Yue, what would you like to eat today? Mommy's lunch..."

Let's cook whatever you like.

"Hmm~ Dishes like poached chicken and soy sauce chicken take a lot of time to prepare, so please don't let Mom make them."

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My brother and I wanted to eat stir-fried clams with perilla leaves, stewed chicken soup, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, stuffed tofu, and...

As for the remaining dishes, I really couldn't think of many, so Mom just cooked whatever she wanted.

The girl thought for a moment and then rattled off a few dishes that Ji Jinghan often made, as if reciting a menu. However, Ji...

Oogiri is supposed to be reciting the menu.

"I want to eat the same dishes as Xiaoyue, Mom." Feng Luo looked at the mature beauty of the woman, Ji Jinghan.

With her fair and delicate face, she spoke softly.

Even now, he's still a bit disoriented and can't believe he's really...

It was reborn.

"Since Xiaoyue and Xiaoluo want to eat it, Mom will make it for you. Remember to eat breakfast too," Ji Jinghan said gently, shaking her head helplessly.

"Mom is the best!" Ji Longyue nodded her little head and replied sweetly.

After watching her mother, Ji Jinghan, leave the room, Feng Luo turned her gaze to her younger sister, and after thinking for a moment,

He then asked the stunningly beautiful girl before him, "When did Xiaoyue realize that she also..."

Born

Like my brother, when I was first woken up, I had the same thought as my brother: I thought I was dreaming. It was only when my mother tapped my forehead and I felt the pain that I realized I had been reborn and was not dreaming.

Ji Longyue blinked her beautiful, starry eyes, as clear as the night sky, and said sweetly to her brother.

"Hmm." Hearing his sister's words, Feng Luo, as if thinking of something, habitually stroked his sister's soft, waist-length hair, gave a soft "hmm," and then fell silent again.

The stunningly beautiful young woman, seeing her brother fall silent again, knew that her brother...

As Ji Longyue gazed at him, a deep tenderness gradually emerged in the depths of her alluring eyes.

She stretched out her smooth, slender hand and placed it on Feng Luo's hand, her delicate fingers intertwining with her brother's.

Gradually, they developed a way of holding hands with their fingers interlocked.

The girl parted her cherry lips slightly and said softly to Feng Luo, "Brother, don't worry about Lingyu and Yiyi's illnesses. Since Heaven has given us a second chance, there must be a way to solve Lingyu and Yiyi's illnesses. There's always a way out. Just accept it as it comes."

Feng Luo was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, and then couldn't help but laugh self-deprecatingly.

I, who thinks so complicatedly, am not as insightful as Xiaoyue.

That's right, there's always a way out. Don't overthink it, and silence alone won't do anything.

What is it?

Immediately, Feng Luo shook his head to clear his mind of distractions. Feeling the softness and coolness of his sister's jade-like hands, he tightened his grip on Ji Longyue's hand and smiled slightly at her, saying, "Brother is not as insightful as Xiaoyue. Thank you, Xiaoyue."

Before Feng Luo could finish speaking, the alluring girl silenced him with a kiss on the lips. He was utterly helpless against Xiao Yue; she should at least restrain herself a little. What if Wanrou or his twin childhood friends Lingxue and Lingyu opened the door and caught them? Oh dear. Feng Luo thought helplessly, looking at the girl.

Even though he and Xiaoyue are not related by blood, they are still siblings.

Although Feng Luo was thinking this, the charming girl Ji Longyue, who took the initiative to kiss her brother, had already extended her small, fragrant tongue into Feng Luo's mouth and intertwined with his tongue. After tasting his sister's sweet and fragrant saliva and nimble tongue, Feng Luo subconsciously began to French kiss Ji Longyue.

After a long while, their lips parted, and a stringy texture was created.

Then, Ji Longyue cutely stuck out her little tongue at Feng Luo, "Brother, you're not allowed to say thank you to me. There's absolutely no need for thanks between us."

Then, fearing that her brother Feng Luo would tap her head a few more times, the young lady...

The woman stood up and skipped out of the room.

Feng Luo looked at his younger sister Ji Longyue's beautiful figure, shook his head helplessly, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

It started.

After leaving the room and washing up in the bathroom, Feng Luo headed towards the living room. When she passed the room shared by her older and younger sisters, she paused and looked inside. The environment in the room now was basically the same as it would be twenty years later.

Bunk beds, wardrobes, desks, essential items for girls on the desks, computer chairs, etc.

and so on.

The house is laid out with four bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen, one bathroom, and one entryway. The smallest room...

It's too small to sleep in; it can only be used as a storage room.

So, the older sister Ji Wanrou and the younger sister Ji Longyue slept in the same room. Their mother, Ji Jinghan, even bought a bunk bed so that the two sisters could sleep more comfortably.

Feng Luo walked into the living room and saw her younger sister reaching out to hug her older sister Ji Wanrou's arm, her little head rubbing against her delicate shoulder as she cutely chattered about her nightmare.

There was also a sweet girl who looked exactly like his childhood sweetheart, Lingyu, sitting at the dining table.

He was eating breakfast.

Chapter 4 The Gentle Older Sister and Her Twin Childhood Sweethearts

The girl in front of him should be Jiang Lingxue, the younger of his twin childhood sweethearts. He was a little drowsy from being reborn, so it was understandable that he mistook her for someone else. He probably wouldn't mistake her for someone else now.

Feng Luo looked at the girl eating breakfast and thought to himself with mixed feelings. Then, he...

Then she turned her gaze to the gentle older sister, Ji Wanrou, who was patting her younger sister's head.

Sensing her younger brother's gaze, the beautiful and gentle eldest sister, Ji Wanrou, turned her head away.

She nodded slightly to him and waved her hand at him.

Ji Wanrou parted her alluring red lips slightly and said softly, "Xiao Luo, come here to your sister."

La.

Upon hearing this, Feng Luo, who also had the same idea, sat down next to her sister Ji Wanrou.

"Alright, alright, Xiaoyue, it was just a dream, not reality. Don't be too sad. Go have breakfast." Ji Wanrou reached out and patted her younger sister's head, speaking softly.

"Okay, I know. My brother had a nightmare just like me. Sister should comfort him too."

"His." Ji Longyue nodded cutely, winking her beautiful eyes at Feng Luo. Then she stood up.

He walked towards the dining table.

Feng Luo gazed at his sister's long, alluring legs revealed by her shorts. After a moment's thought, he rested his head on her cool, smooth, snow-white legs and slowly closed his starry eyes.

Looking at her younger brother's fair and handsome face, a glint of ruthlessness flashed deep within Ji Wanrou's clear, starry eyes.

It's a complex mix of emotions, including pampering and liking.

She placed her cool, soft, snow-white hand on her younger brother's temples, gently massaging them. Her other hand caressed his face, and she spoke softly with a touch of tenderness:

"Nightmare?"

"Xiao Luo, I heard from Mom that you and Xiao Yue both made a promise that she would die in a car accident in the future."

Feng Luo opened her eyes, gazing at her sister's stunning beauty. She reached out and grasped her sister's soft, snow-white hand, their fingers gradually intertwining. She then glanced at the sweet girl eating breakfast, thinking...

After thinking for a moment, he lowered his voice and said softly:

"Yes, sister, that dream about the future really lasted a very, very long time, twenty years, no..."

Zhi Mama and Lingyu ultimately couldn't make it through and passed away as well.

Ji Wanrou continued to gently massage her younger brother's temples with one hand, and then lowered her head to kiss his profile. Her lips parted slightly, her breath sweet and fragrant, and her gentle and melodious voice sounded like heavenly music to Feng Luo's ears.

"Relax, relax, it's just a dream, not reality. Mom will be fine. Lingyu's illness can definitely be cured by their family, they are very rich, Xiao Luo."

"Yes, I know it's just a dream, sister." Feng Luo looked at the stunningly beautiful woman before him, who seemed like a star.

With her clear, bright eyes, she nodded obediently in response.

In her previous life, her elder sister Ji Wanrou remained single and had never been with any man other than him.

I had contact with him and lived with him all along, silently accompanying him.

Since he and Xiaoyue have both been reborn, has his sister also been reborn? But judging from her appearance, she probably hasn't. Feng Luo thought to himself, looking into his sister's starry eyes.

As her younger brother stared at her, a blush of shyness gradually crept onto the fair and delicate face of the gentle beauty. She reached out her jade-like hand again to touch her brother's face and said softly, "What's wrong? Xiao Luo, you've been staring at your sister blankly."

"It's nothing, I just want to keep gazing at your stunningly beautiful face." Feng Luo

He shook his head and smiled slightly at Ji Wanrou.

If Feng Luo were to rank the most beautiful women he's ever seen, then his older sister Ji would be number one.

Wanrou is absolutely beyond dispute.

"Xiao Luo's description is a bit exaggerated, isn't it? I'm not as beautiful as Xiao Luo makes me out to be." Hearing her brother's words, Ji Wanrou's alluring lips curled up slightly, and a hint of deep affection between a man and a woman involuntarily appeared in the depths of her starry eyes as she looked at him.

Sister, you need to be more confident! Your stunning beauty is even more beautiful than a celestial being!

"Okay." Feng Luo smiled at his sister, sat up, and took the initiative to kiss his sister Ji Wanrou's tender, snow-white face.

Then he stood up and walked to the dining table.

"This little Luo..." Watching her younger brother's retreating figure as he walked towards the dining table, Ji Wanrou couldn't help but shake her head and smile gently. She reached out her slender hand and touched the smooth cheek that her brother had kissed. She tempted...

Her incomparably rosy lips were also slightly upturned.