Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

It feels like her brother-in-law and sister-in-law are working together to set her up.

……

into the night.

After taking a shower and changing into her pajamas, Baima sat cross-legged on her gaming chair, scrolling through her phone listlessly.

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Ding Heng pushed open the door and entered the room, sitting down in another gaming chair.

Baima put down her phone: "Brother, is something the matter?"

"Your sister-in-law and I are going back to school tomorrow, and we'll come over to talk to you when we have some free time."

Where is Wenshu?

"She's being forced to do math problems by her sister."

"Poor Xiao Shu..."

Bai Ma clicked her tongue twice, secretly glad that she had given up early.

If she could still score 400 or 500 points now, Quzhen would definitely force her to study hard.

Ding Heng didn't beat around the bush, his tone calm: "Bai Ma, Wen Shu moved in because I hope you two can get along well."

"We get along really well."

Baima blinked, her tone puzzled.

"I know."

Ding Heng nodded: "I mean, I hope you can become true friends."

Baima scratched his head, still not quite understanding.

True friends?

Why is my own brother the riddle solver?

Ding Heng continued, "Wen Shu is more thoughtful and insightful than you. When you're with her, you don't need to overthink things or try to impress her."

Baima tentatively asked, "Brother, are you afraid I'll lead her astray?"

"No, I'm afraid you'll get used to that kind of thing..."

Ding Heng shook his head and didn't continue.

He believed that Baima had no bad intentions, but he couldn't help worrying that her habit of spending money to buy friends online over the years might unintentionally hurt Wenshu's self-esteem.

"Oh……"

Baima still didn't quite understand.

However, she could understand that Ding Heng had been thinking of her from beginning to end.

The real reason Wen Shu was specially arranged to come here was because I noticed she was too lonely...

suddenly!

Without warning, Baima lunged forward.

Ding Heng caught her quickly and held her in his arms.

It's small, soft, and smells quite nice.

"What?"

"Thanks……"

Bai Ma wrapped her arms around Ding Heng's neck, her voice sweet and gentle.

"My brother is the best!"

Chapter 184: Women's Night Talk

Faced with Baima's sudden embrace, Ding Heng was momentarily at a loss for words.

The little girl was so light and airy, almost weightless, that her soft hair tickled him.

The thin pajamas clung softly to my body, the neckline loose, revealing my fair collarbone and shoulders.

Body heat wafted through the thin fabric, carrying a sweet, milky aroma, like a freshly baked glutinous rice ball, making you want to squeeze it but afraid of breaking it.

Ding Heng's hands froze in mid-air, unsure of where to put them.

Bai Ma was completely unaware and snuggled closer to Ding Heng, her posture delicate and adorable.

"OK OK."

Ding Heng reached out and pressed her shoulder, gently pushing her away: "Why are you suddenly being so dramatic?"

Baima looked up and said, "Hehe, I'm just feeling touched."

She raised her hand and rubbed her face haphazardly, wiping away the traces of her earlier genuine emotion, and returned to her usual carefree self.

"but……"

Baima quickly changed the subject: "One thing at a time! I haven't settled the score with you yet for leaving me alone at home during the May Day holiday."

Ding Heng raised an eyebrow: "What, are you planning to hold this against me for the rest of your life?"

"Of course!"

Baima stood with her hands on her hips, righteously declaring, "I'm a good person in every way, except I hold grudges. If you dare to leave me alone again, I won't forgive you!"

"so what?"

"so……"

Baima drawled out her words, her eyes darting around mischievously: "Next time you go out with your sisters-in-law, you can't leave me at home again. You have to take me with you!"

Ding Heng looked troubled.

Bring Baima? That means we might also have to bring Wenshu.

This girl has no self-control; she blurts out whatever comes to mind.

What if they call the wrong person in front of Wen Shu or others, or suddenly appear during a "late-night activity"...

Just thinking about it gives me a headache!

Bai Ma noticed Ding Heng's predicament, so she quickly came closer, put her hands together, blinked her big eyes, and spoke in a soft and sweet tone.

"Don't worry, brother, I promise I'll behave and won't bother you and your wives! You can do whatever you want, I'll just pretend I don't exist!"

Do you even believe what you're saying?

"What's there to disbelieve?"

Baima patted her chest and assured him, "I'm the most sensible person; I'll never be a third wheel. On the contrary, I can help cover for you!"

"Okay, okay, I'll take you next time."

Ding Heng, worn down by the nagging, had no choice but to verbally agree: "However, you have to promise that you won't say anything out of line, you won't suddenly appear and scare people, and you'll follow orders in all actions!"

"I guarantee that I will obey the prince's orders in all actions!"

Baima raised three fingers, her expression incredibly sacred: "If I break my promise, may I... may I not grow tall!"

"Your oath is so insincere."

"How is it not sincere?"

"As if you can grow taller?"

"Brother!!"

"Okay, okay, okay..."

Ding Heng reached out and ruffled her hair, messing it up: "Go to sleep early, staying up late every day won't help you grow taller!"

"Yes! Goodnight, brother!"

Before closing the door, Baima poked half her head out and gave Ding Heng an "OK" sign.

Ding Heng shook his head helplessly.

Having this cheap younger sister, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse.

Ding Heng and Wen Jing both had classes the next day, so they didn't stay overnight and left the villa early, driving back to Hubei University.

The car stopped downstairs in front of the girls' dormitory. Wenjing unbuckled her seatbelt and turned to look at him.

"Ding Heng".

"Ok?"

"Thank you for what happened to Xiaoshu."

"No need to thank me."

Ding Heng reached out and rubbed her cheek: "She's your sister, so she's my sister-in-law! We're all family, so don't keep talking like family."

Wenjing nodded obediently: "Then I'll go first."

"Well, have a good rest."

Ding Heng watched Wen Jing go upstairs, then turned back to the men's dormitory and slowly climbed to the fourth floor.

Pushing open the door to 412, the atmosphere inside was still a bit stiff.

Liu Chiwang was sitting on his bed with his headphones on. Hearing the door open, he looked up and nodded to Ding Heng.

Qian Pu lay on his bed, facing the wall, motionless, it was hard to tell whether he was really asleep or pretending.

Chen Mo wasn't there; he probably hadn't returned from the library yet.

Ding Heng didn't say much. He walked to his bed, sat down, took off his coat, draped it over the back of the chair, and lay down.

My phone lit up; it was a message from Lin Man.

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