A god-level beauty system? But I'm already a god-level beauty!

In fact, Shen Ye didn't know what those two things he had just mentioned were.

Asara? Uluru?

He wrote it down while listening to his classmates bragging.

That was Liu Gaoyuan, a teenager addicted to the internet. He spent all his time playing games on his phone, and all he could hear were these random, nonsensical terms.

However, he was one of the few people who could endure Lin Chunuan's death stare and still play with Shen Ye every day.

Shen Ye had ignored his words at the time, but he never expected them to come in handy today.

To deal with that talent scout, he just blurted things out without even thinking.

Talent scouts...

Shen Ye shook his head as he walked; this was already the seventh one he had encountered.

At first, he would politely decline, saying things like, "I'm still young and don't need to think about these things," or "Thank you for your kindness, Uncle."

As a result, those people turned around and followed him home, bringing the contract directly to his door, which startled Xu Muwan.

Uncle Lin solved it.

Shen Ye turned to the dark side after that.

They'll swindle anyone who comes, then run away without a second thought.

Shen Ye found his way home with practiced ease.

As soon as the door was pushed open a crack, a cool breeze from the air conditioner rushed in, mixed with the faint floral scent in the living room.

"Brother, where did you go?"

As soon as Shen Ye entered, Lin Chunu came out from the direction of the bedroom.

The girl had just woken up; her hair was messy, with a few stray strands sticking up on her head. The shoulder strap of her nightgown had slipped down a bit, revealing a patch of her fair shoulder.

She squinted and moved closer to Shen Ye, spreading her arms wide, clearly wanting to get close to him.

Shen Ye pushed her away directly.

"Hmph (｀へ´)" Lin Chunuan pouted and turned her head away angrily, "Brother doesn't like Nuannuan anymore."

"No way," Shen Ye bent down to change into slippers, and casually stuffed his sneakers into the shoe cabinet. "I just finished running, and I'm all sweaty and sticky. I'm sure you're uncomfortable."

"Nuan Nuan won't dislike her brother."

"Don't say that." He straightened up and shook the cardboard box in his hand: "Here, your egg tarts."

Lin Chunuan's ears twitched.

She turned around, saw the cardboard box with the black and white old man logo, and her eyes lit up. She snatched it away, exclaiming, "Wow—thank you, brother!"

She couldn't wait to lift the lid of the box, and a sweet aroma immediately wafted out. The crust of the egg tart was baked to a golden brown and crispy, and the pool of egg liquid in the middle was still trembling slightly.

Lin Chunuan picked up a piece and stuffed it into her mouth. The flaky pastry crumbled and fell off. She chewed with her cheeks puffed out and her eyes squinted, her whole face showing satisfaction.

Seeing her like this, Shen Ye felt happy too.

So cute, it's like feeding a little animal that's squatting at your feet waiting for food.

Lin Chunuan suddenly looked up at him warily: "Brother, are you thinking about something bad?"

No, it's your imagination.

"Okay..." Lin Chunuan seemed a little skeptical.

"I'm going to take a shower first." Afraid that she would notice something was amiss, Shen Ye made an excuse and slipped inside.

The Huaihai area in July is hot and humid, with sticky air. I stood in the entrance hall for just a short while, and the sweat-soaked fabric was already sticking to my skin.

Lin Chunuan still had half an egg tart in her mouth, but her gaze subtly swept over Shen Ye's sweat-soaked shirt.

The fabric, soaked with moisture, clung semi-transparently to his back, revealing the outline of the boy's sculpted shoulder blades and the thin muscle lines that tucked into his waistband.

She gulped down the egg tart in her mouth, her throat bobbed, and she quickly looked away and stepped aside to make way.

Shen Ye walked past her, bringing with him a slightly warm breeze, mixed with the scent of sweat and sunshine, which gently brushed past her nose.

The bathroom door closed, followed by the sound of running water.

Lin Chunuan sat on the sofa in the living room.

This spot allows him to hear the sound of water without letting Shen Ye, who has just finished washing, notice anything.

it's wired.

Even though the air conditioning is set very low, I still feel incredibly hot all over...

Lin Chunuan took out a tissue and wiped the fine sweat from her neck.

The sound of water came through the wall, gurgling and intermittent.

She couldn't help but imagine the scene in the bathroom—steaming vapor, water flowing down her brother's back...

Stop!

Lin Chunuan unconsciously brought her slender, fair legs together.

She bit her lip, suppressing the urge to rub her legs together.

Compared to a year ago, Lin Chunuan has grown taller and prettier.

Similarly, subtle changes have also occurred in thinking.

She's not as clingy as before, but her possessiveness towards her brother hasn't diminished at all.

Lin Chunuan wasn't sure how these changes came about; they might have developed gradually, or they might have suddenly appeared one day when she woke up.

Her shy eyes darted around, trying to find something to suppress her feelings.

Finally, Lin Chunuan turned her gaze to the balcony—the short-sleeved shirt that Shen Ye had washed a few days ago was already dry from being exposed to the sun and was now swaying gently.

A strong desire suddenly welled up in Lin Chunuan's heart.

Mom and Dad aren't home, and my older brother is taking a shower and won't be out for a while.

This realization was like a feather, gently tickling her heart.

She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms, and a voice inside her kept repeating, "No, no."

But her feet wouldn't obey her commands—she slid off the sofa onto the floor and slowly made her way to the balcony.

Lin Chunuan stood in front of the white T-shirt, her fingers trembling as she raised them to grasp a corner of the shirt.

She pulled hard, so hard that the metal clothes rack deformed slightly and tilted to one side.

got it!

Clutching the soft fabric, Lin Chunuan leaped back to the sofa in the living room.

Then she buried her face in her clothes, the fabric covering her mouth and nose, and took a deep breath.

The laundry detergent has a light, pleasant scent—just like my brother's, faint and not strong.

There's also the smell of sunshine, that dry yet warm scent, I can't quite describe it, but it just makes you feel at ease.

She buried her face even deeper, her delicate nose twitching back and forth on the fabric like a little pig searching for food, the tip of her nose brushing against the soft material, causing a ticklish sensation.

"Hmm~"

She let out a dissatisfied groan, half her face hidden under her clothes, leaving only her eyes showing, her eyelashes drooping, her vision a blurry white.

Her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to burst out of her chest. She knew exactly what she was doing, but she just couldn't bear to let go.

"Brother~" Lin Chunuan murmured softly.

"what?"

"..."

The air froze for a full two seconds.

Lin Chunuan froze on the sofa, her brain unable to process the information before her, and completely shut down.

who am I?

where am I?

What am I doing?

Why did my brother suddenly appear? He walks without making a sound!

In a flash, she rolled over, crumpled Shen Ye's white T-shirt into a ball, and stuffed it into her pajamas.

The fabric clung to her waist and abdomen, making her look bulging. She sat up, smoothed her hair, and tried to put on an indifferent expression.

"Brother, weren't you taking a bath? How come you finished so quickly?" Her voice was fairly steady, but her cheeks were as hot as freshly cooked braised pork.

But the moment Lin Chunuan saw Shen Ye, she lost her composure.

"Ahhh—! Why aren't you wearing any clothes?!" The girl covered her eyes, her voice trembling.

"Oh, I forgot to bring a change of clothes." Shen Ye stood at the bathroom door, a bath towel wrapped around his body, water droplets rolling down his skin and finally being absorbed by the towel.

His hair was dripping wet, and he was radiating heat.

"You scoundrel!"

"This is home, no one else saw us, and I only showed my nose and leg, how did that make me a pervert?" Shen Ye was very frustrated.

He specifically chose a larger bath towel before coming out, so he didn't show much skin at all.

Shen Ye pointed at Lin Chunuan: "But what about you? What were you doing just now? Why is your face so red?"

"N-nothing," Lin Chunuan's gaze quickly shifted from his chest to the ceiling, "It's just that it's too hot, that's why I'm blushing."

"Oh, I see." Shen Ye glanced at the 21 degrees Celsius displayed on the air conditioner panel and his lips twitched.

He was too lazy to expose him and went to the balcony to get his clothes.

"Hey, where are my clothes?" Shen Ye walked across the living room in a few steps, peeked out and circled around in front of the clothes rack.

"I just saw it."

Shen Ye searched other places again, but still couldn't find it.

"Never mind, I'll just wear the other one," he muttered, turning around to go back to his bedroom and rummage through his wardrobe.

Lin Chunuan sat on the sofa, her palm pressed against the bulge under her pajamas. The soft fabric clung to her waist, still warm from the sunshine outside.

She lowered her head, her fine hair covering most of her face, and her ears were so red they looked like they were about to bleed.