Transmigrated into the body of a villain, I became my sister's savior.

When Lin Jianshen woke up, the sun was shining outside the window.

He stared at the unfamiliar ceiling for a moment before realizing he was in his new home.

Xia Tingwan nestled in his arms, holding him tightly.

Her face was buried in his chest, her long eyelashes drooping.

The corners of his mouth were still slightly upturned, clearly indicating that he had a good dream.

Lin Jianshen reached for his phone, glanced at the time, and saw it was already 11 a.m.

He gently shifted his arm.

Xia Tingwan's eyelashes fluttered, and she quickly opened her eyes.

It took a while for my gaze to focus and land on his face.

Lin Jianshen lowered his eyes to look at her: "Sleep a little longer, I'll go make you some food."

Xia Tingwan said, "I'm not eating anymore. You should sleep a little longer too."

When I opened my mouth, I realized my voice was terribly hoarse; it had turned into a smoky voice.

It's all Lin Jianshen's fault; he made her sing all night last night.

Xia Tingwan pursed her lips and glared at Lin Jianshen, who was smiling smugly beside her.

The bedroom is on the second floor. When you draw back the curtains, you can see the sea in the distance.

The sea is not always calm; there are waves at night as well.

When she looks at the sea, she always feels like she is on the sea.

Rise and fall with the waves of the sea.

The singing also fluctuated in pitch.

Lin Jianshen would sometimes reach out to support her.

She tried to distract herself from looking at his pale, slightly wrinkled fingers.

Lin Jianshen got out of bed, casually picked up the pajamas that had been tossed on the floor and put them on, then went to pour her a glass of water: "Drink some water to replenish your energy."

Xia Tingwan reached out to catch some water and saw the scratches on his arm, which were obviously her doing.

It's his own fault for taking advantage of his good physical strength and not knowing how to control himself.

It's only right that they get punished.

She had already said no, but he said that you should listen to women in reverse; no means no means yes.

And so the singing continued.

She said she wanted more, and he replied, "Yes, Your Highness, as you command."

And so the singing began again.

All they do is cheat and play word games!

Otherwise, how could her wonderful voice have turned out like this?

He glanced at the sheets: "Go lie down on the sofa, the sheets need to be changed too."

Xia Tingwan wrapped the blanket around her chest, leaving only her shoulders and a section of her collarbone exposed.

She handed the water glass back to him and turned her head away, saying, "Turn around, I need to get dressed."

Lin Jianshen took the cup and laughed, "Where haven't we kissed before? What are you afraid to see?"

A pillow flew over.

Lin Jianshen took the pillow and looked at her with a mischievous grin.

It's obvious that we absolutely have to see it.

Xia Tingwan lowered her head, looking aggrieved: "How can a brother bully his sister like this?"

Lin Jianshen rubbed his nose and obediently turned around.

The room had a constant temperature system, so Xia Tingwan was only wearing a silk slip dress.

She looked in the mirror and saw that her neck was covered in marks, so she couldn't help but punch Lin Jianshen again.

Lin Jianshen hugged her, rested his chin on her shoulder, and said with a laugh, "What are you doing? Trying to murder your husband, or your brother?"

Xia Tingwan placed his hand on her neck: "Look what you've done."

She glanced at his neck; it was completely bare. "No, that's not fair."

"What kind of fairness does the little princess want?" Lin Jianshen asked, his warm breath brushing against her small earlobe.

Xia Tingwan snorted coldly, biting Lin Jianshen's neck with her teeth, applying slight pressure.

Lin Jianshen's Adam's apple bobbed, and he took a soft breath.

Actually, she didn't bite hard at all; this person was definitely just pretending to be pitiful.

But Xia Tingwan softened, loosened her teeth, and started sucking again.

After inhaling for a while, I looked up and saw only a faint red mark, which I guess will disappear soon.

It seems that growing strawberries is a skill, and Xia Tingwan became interested in exploring it, gradually increasing the intensity of her sucking.

She was intently nibbling at his neck.

My lips touched his skin, and I could feel his pulse beating under the tip of my tongue.

The tension between the two began to rise again.

The doorbell rang suddenly.

Lin Jianshen thought for a moment, then suddenly sat up straight, his face filled with alarm: "Oh no, oh no, Siyuan said he's coming to visit today."

Why didn't you say so sooner?

"I...forgot."

Xia Tingwan panicked and pushed him away, running barefoot to the wardrobe to rummage for a turtleneck sweater.

Where is the turtleneck sweater?

She remembered that it was clearly hanging on the outside.

Song Siyuan stood at the door, took two steps back, glanced at the door number, and scratched his head: "That's right."

Liu Jun asked, "Did you forget to make an appointment with Brother Shen?"

Song Siyuan said, "How could that be? He made the phone call last night while I was getting acupuncture. You heard it too. Brother Shen said he's home today."

Liu Jun said helplessly, "Then let's wait a bit longer."

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the door finally opened.

Lin Jianshen stood in front of me, wearing a white shirt and black trousers.

The top button of the shirt was fastened, giving it a very dignified appearance.

Why would he dress like this at home instead of in casual clothes?

Song Siyuan was flattered and handed him the four-piece bedding set: "Brother, I heard that this is a gift when moving to a new house."

Lin Jianshen looked at the four-piece set in his hand with a strange expression.

Believe it or not, this thing actually comes in handy.

Xia Tingwan came down the stairs, the collar of her turtleneck sweater turned up, covering half of her chin: "Siyuan's here. Have a seat."

Song Siyuan looked at her high-necked sweater that wrapped her up tightly, and heard her hoarse voice.

After a few moments of thought, it suddenly dawned on me—it was cold, and my sister-in-law had caught a cold.

"Brother, you need to take good care of your wife; she's caught a cold."

"Hey, Jun-ge, why are you pinching me? Let go, let go..."

Liu Jun quickly let go, cursing under his breath, "What a terrible teammate."

"No wonder I didn't get any useful information as an undercover agent."

"If I ever take care of you again, I'm a dog."

There's no time to cook now.

Lin Jianshen ordered takeout.

To make it seem more formal, he poured all six dishes and one soup from the takeout box into a plate.

I washed another plate of fruit and placed it in the middle.

We're all family, so there's no need to be reserved.

The group chatted idly at the dinner table, going about their business as it came.

Finally, they all remarked on how hard-won their current life is.

Lin Jianshen felt a little hot, so he casually unbuttoned the top button.

When Song Siyuan looked up, he saw one hickey after another on his older brother's neck.

He finally understood why Liu Jun had pinched him.

He swayed back and forth, pretending not to see anything, then lowered his head, took a bite of rice, and mumbled, "Brother, when are you getting married?"

Lin Jianshen turned his head to look out the window.

The sun shines brightly outside the window, and the sea surface sparkles like countless tiny gold particles.

He replied, "March 21st."

this day.

The sun travels along the ecliptic to 0 degrees of ecliptic longitude.

When the sun shines directly on the equator, day and night are almost the same length all over the world.

After that, the days in the Northern Hemisphere became longer and the nights became shorter.

All things are reviving, and all flowers are blooming.

Song Siyuan said, "Brother, then I'll be your best man."

Lin Jianshen smiled and said, "Okay."

"Jun, you come too."

Liu Jun nodded repeatedly: "I have to come for this kind of thing."

Xia Tingwan took his hand under the table.

Winter is here, but can spring be far behind?