"You're back."

When Zhang Ruonan saw Xu Yuan enter, she immediately threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly.

"I was so worried! Did they do anything to you?"

Xu Nuo, halfway through the run, stopped and awkwardly withdrew her outstretched arms.

She wanted to be the first to rush up and hug her brother, but someone else beat her to it.

Xu Yuan's hands hovered in front of her, unsure of where to put them. She looked down at Zhang Ruonan, who was tightly hugging her. The neckline of her strapless top pressed against her soft, white breasts, which looked like they were about to spill out at any moment.

"Alright, you're choking my brother to death."

Xu Nuo pretended to be angry and reminded him, "He's my brother, not your brother."

Zhang Ruonan chuckled and wiped away her tears: "Who said I can't hug your brother?"

"You won't let me hug you, but I'll hug you anyway."

Seeing that Xu Nuo wanted to hug Xu Yuan, she hugged Xu Yuan like a child.

"I need to check my brother to see if he's injured," Xu Nuo said, explaining her reasoning.

"If I'm injured, wouldn't your hug make it worse?"

"Yes." Zhang Ruonan quickly let go of Xu Yuan's arms and looked her over, but couldn't find any injuries.

"Take off your clothes so I can see more clearly."

As she was about to help Xu Yuan take off her clothes, Xu Nuo quickly reached out to stop her.

"I'm still here watching, don't even think about taking advantage of my brother."

Xu Yuan found their bickering amusing, yet also somewhat exasperated.

He walked over to the sofa and plopped down, his gaze sweeping across the room: "I'm fine, you don't need to worry."

"Where is Du Aili?"

"Sister Ai Li has gone back."

Xu Nuo plopped down next to Xu Yuan: "Sister Ai Li is also worried about you."

You need to call him later.

Perhaps due to preconceived notions, she still felt that Du Aili was more suitable for her older brother.

Zhang Ruonan is not bad either, but she's a bit childish. Xu Nuo guessed that her older brother probably wouldn't like this type.

The brother and sister were chatting when Zhang Ruonan's phone rang. Seeing that it was her father calling, she went back to her room to answer it.

Zhang Jiushan called mainly to ask if Xu Yuan had returned. Knowing that he had returned, Zhang Jiushan was even more certain that the martial arts tournament was Xu Yuan's doing.

Xu Yuan ate something, went back to his room, took a shower, lay down on the field, and picked up his phone to call Du Aili.

The phone rang less than once before it was answered.

"You answered so quickly, were you waiting for my call?"

"Who's waiting for your call? You're so narcissistic."

Du Aili gave a half-hearted response; in fact, she had been holding her phone the whole time, waiting for Xu Yuan's call, and even took her phone into the bathroom while showering.

"I just happened to be looking at my phone."

"Whatever you say, I can't see it anyway."

Xu Yuan sat cross-legged on the floor and turned on the TV to continue playing cartoons.

"Are you alright?" Du Aili couldn't help but ask, expressing her concern.

"Something's up. Do you want to come and see me for yourself?" Xu Yuan said with a mischievous grin.

"Judging from your loud and calm voice, you must be alright."

Don't forget to report tomorrow.

Without giving Xu Yuan a chance to retaliate, Du Aili hung up the phone.

Xu Yuan glanced at her phone screen, smiled, and casually put it aside.

"He's clearly worried about me, but he's just saying one thing and meaning another."

Dong dong dong

A knock sounded on the door, and Zhang Ruonan, who had just taken a shower and had wet hair, walked into the room wearing a pink cartoon pajama set.

She locked the door behind her after entering.

"Brother Yuan, could you help me blow-dry my hair?"

"Shall I blow-dry your hair?"

Xu Yuan's questioning eyes met her expectant gaze, and he nodded: "Okay."

Zhang Ruonan was delighted. She plugged in the hairdryer and handed it to Xu Yuan, then sat obediently in front of Xu Yuan.

A pleasant scent of shower gel and shampoo wafted into Xu Yuan's nose.

"Brother Yuan, have you ever blow-dried other girls' hair?"

"You seem to be older than me, so why are you calling me brother?" Xu Yuan replied, seemingly ignoring the question.

"I like it. Don't you like this nickname?" Zhang Ruonan tilted her head to look at Xu Yuan. "If you don't like it, I'll change it to something else?"

"Call me whatever you like."

I don't care about the name; it's just a title. I'll do whatever makes me comfortable.

"I knew it, you'd like it too." Zhang Ruonan praised herself for her cleverness: "You still haven't said whether you've ever blow-dried other girls' hair?"

"It seems not."

"Then I'm the first girl you've ever personally blow-dried my hair." Zhang Ruonan's voice became relaxed with happiness.

"I'll blow-dry Yuan-gege's hair from now on too."

While talking to Zhang Ruonan, Xu Yuan's hands didn't stop; he gently stroked her long hair, trying his best to dry it for her.

"Brother Yuan, you held hands with Du Aili today, but you've never held hands with me."

You even said you wanted to kiss her.

Xu Yuan remained silent, but his words sounded rather sour, enough to make a plate of stir-fried shredded potatoes with vinegar.

Zhang Ruonan suddenly turned around, reached out and hugged Xu Yuan's face, her rosy and soft lips pressed directly against Xu Yuan's lips.

"Well……"

Xu Yuan held the hair dryer in her hand, unsure whether to put it down or hold it up. Her eyes widened involuntarily, and she froze on the spot.

Having lived for eighteen years, this was the first time he had encountered something like this; he had absolutely no experience.

"What should I do?" Xu Yuan's brain raced. His master hadn't taught him how to deal with this.

One thing I have to admit is that it's really soft and comfortable.

"ah…"

Zhang Ruonan withdrew her movement with lingering satisfaction, her face as red as a peach reflected in Xu Yuan's eyes, where she stared intently at Xu Yuan's lips.

"I was the first one to be kissed."

Xu Yuan's mind went blank; she was still in a daze when Zhang Ruonan smiled sweetly and asked, "Do you like it?"

"Um."

Xu Yuan nodded instinctively. Zhang Ruonan rubbed his face and thought Xu Yuan was too cute at this moment, so she kissed him on the face again.

Click, the door opened, and Xu Nuo peeked in, about to speak, but immediately shrank back.

Zhang Ruonan did not back down at all. She took the hair dryer back from Xu Yuan, shook her hair, and walked out happily, humming a tune.

"You, you, you..."

Xu Nuo pointed at Zhang Ruonan, stammering, "What did you do to my brother?"

"I did something fun," Zhang Ruonan replied, then quickly returned to her room.

Xu Nuo rushed into Xu Yuan's room: "Brother, what did she do to you?"

She witnessed Zhang Ruonan personally visiting her older brother, and hoped that what she saw was wrong.

"elder brother!"

Xu Nuo shook Xu Yuan, and then he turned around slightly and raised his hand to wipe his face.

"Oh dear, you've been bewitched by that little vixen."

"I never expected her to be so amazing." Xu Nuo was so angry that she spun around on the spot.

"No, brother, this can't be told to anyone. We absolutely can't let Sister Ai Li know."

Xu Yuan remained silent, but promised to keep offering him advice in a rambling manner.

That night, Xu Yuan had a strange dream, full of youthful passion. The first thing he did when he woke up in the morning was to change the sheets.

While I was preparing breakfast and waiting for Xu Nuo and Zhang Ruonan to come down for lunch, the doorbell rang.

The visitor claimed to be a representative of Guochang Group and wanted to give Xu Yuan shares that originally belonged to their Xu family.

"Haven't I lost all interest in Guochang Group's shares a long time ago?"

Could it be related to my destruction of the martial arts tournament?

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