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

"I really envy you two, you both have younger sisters."

"What are you envious of?"

Wenjing sighed, "It's so worrying and annoying every day..."

"is it?"

Zhao Yanxi, who was still feeling weak all over, suddenly propped herself up and pounced on Wen Jing like a hungry cat, pinning her down firmly.

"Little Jingjing!"

She gripped Wenjing's wrists with both hands, looking down at her with a sly smile.

"Call me 'sister' and let me hear it."

"W-what are you doing...?"

Wenjing was unable to move, her face flushed: "Zhao Yanxi, let me go..."

"Don't let it go."

Zhao Yanxi increased the force, raising her chin slightly: "Call me 'sister,' and I'll let you go."

"I do not……"

"Not going to shout?"

Zhao Yanxi freed one hand and reached to Wenjing's side to scratch her itch.

"Hahaha...no...Zhao Yanxi, stop..."

Wenjing laughed as she was tickled, twisting and turning on the sofa, her legs kicking the bedding askew.

She tried to resist, but Zhao Yanxi was straddling her waist, pressing her weight down firmly, making it impossible for her to break free.

"Shout or not?"

"No... haha... I won't shout..."

Zhao Yanxi persisted, asking Ding Heng to help restrain Wen Jing's hands while she herself used her fingers to tickle Wen Jing's waist and ribs, making Wen Jing laugh until she was breathless.

"Sister...Sister..."

Wenjing finally couldn't hold back anymore, tears welling up in her eyes, her voice broken, "Good sister... please let me go..."

Zhao Yanxi stopped what she was doing with satisfaction and began to admire the beautiful spring scenery before her.

The little rabbit's face was flushed, its eyes were moist, its red lips were slightly parted as it breathed heavily, and its full curves were on full display.

Zhao Yanxi raised her head and her gaze met Ding Heng's.

The man's gaze was deep and intense...

Zhao Yanxi immediately understood, lowered her head again, and pressed her lips to Wenjing's earlobe.

"Good sister."

At the same time, at the villa.

Baima pushed open the villa door, pressed the switch, and the lights came on, illuminating the living room.

She changed her shoes, turned around, and waved to the people behind her.

"Come in, come in, don't be shy."

Several girls filed in, chattering as they changed their shoes, looking around curiously.

Zhou Ling was the first to rush in, exclaiming, "Bai Ma, your house is so big!"

"It's alright."

Baima tossed the car keys onto the coffee table: "My mom bought it years ago, but she doesn't live there much anymore. She only comes back occasionally."

"Who usually does the cleaning?"

"There is a cleaning service that comes once a week."

Sun Yao followed behind Zhou Ling, her gaze sweeping over the piano and wine cabinet in the corner of the living room, then looking at the wide corridor above the stairs, clicking her tongue in disapproval.

"Bai Ma, you're even more extravagant than I thought!"

"Alright, alright, stop standing there."

Baima ran upstairs: "I'll go check the rooms first, please make yourselves at home."

Several girls dispersed in the living room.

Wu Siyu walked up to Wen Shu and asked in a low voice, "Wen Shu, what exactly does the Bai Ma family do?"

Wen Shu smiled and said, "It's just ordinary business, I haven't inquired about it."

After the economic restrictions were lifted, Baima's extravagant spending was astonishing.

But Baima isn't someone who deliberately flaunts her wealth. Her treating people to meals and giving gifts stems more from her genuine concern for them as friends and her desire to make everyone happy.

As for whether her so-called friends are genuine or just after her money...

Wen Shu didn't want to speculate or talk about it anymore.

Afterwards, Baima arranged rooms for everyone, and everyone went to wash up and quiet down for a while.

After tidying up briefly, Wen Shu found two sets of pajamas she had kept from the past and soaked in the bathtub with Bai Ma.

Bai Ma asked, "Why did you suddenly want to go back to the villa today?"

Ding Heng wronged Baima today.

Baima originally wanted to go back after dinner and be a good girl who listens to her brother.

Suddenly, Wen Shu said, "Why don't we go back to the villa and stay for the night?"

Because Wen Shu didn't want a return-style room.

I don't want to see Ding Heng, and I don't want to spend the night under the same roof.

I don't want to lie in that bed, listening to the faint sounds from next door, and then tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

"Xiao Shu?"

Baima's voice pulled her back to reality.

"Ok?"

"I'm asking you a question, what are you spacing out for?"

Baima waved her hand in front of her eyes.

"nothing."

Wen Shu sighed, "I might be a little tired."

"Then why don't you go to sleep earlier..."

"It's okay, I can stay with you guys a little longer!"

Wen Shu's mind was still a mess, recalling her brief meeting with Ding Heng during the day.

Her brother-in-law looked at her calmly and indifferently, without any extra emotion.

Wen Shu took a deep breath, scooped up a handful of water, and vigorously rubbed her face.

forget about it.

The more I think about it, the more confused I get.

After showering, the two changed into their pajamas and went to the lounge.

The girls sat in a circle, with snacks and drinks scattered all over the floor.

As the group ate and chatted, the conversation gradually veered off-topic.

"I have something to tell you, but please don't tell anyone else."

Sun Yao suddenly put down the potato chips in her hand and lowered her voice: "XXX from the class next to mine, she's dating her cousin's boyfriend."

"Holy crap?"

Zhou Ling's eyes widened: "Really?"

"It's true. Her cousin and that guy were together in high school, but they were in a long-distance relationship during college. She often helped her cousin pass on messages and deliver gifts, and that's how she got to know that guy."

"and then?"

"Then the guy confessed to her, saying he had liked her for a long time and that being with her cousin was just a compromise. She eventually agreed. Her cousin still doesn't know, and she's showing off their relationship on social media every day."

"This...this is too dramatic! Where did you get such explosive information?"

The group started discussing animatedly, and the topic gradually shifted from "boyfriend" to "whether or not one should like someone they shouldn't like," and they got more and more excited as they talked.

My cousin's boyfriend is someone she shouldn't have liked...

Wen Shu ate potato chips, silently repeating and thinking to herself.

"Xiao Shu?"

Baima nudged her elbow: "What are you thinking about?"

"nothing."

Wen Shu snapped out of her reverie and forced a conversation: "What will her cousin's reaction be when she finds out?"

"Who knows? Surely she wouldn't sever ties with her sister for a man?"

"It's hard to say, you never know!"

"Yeah……"

Wen Shu's expression darkened slightly, which Bai Ma noticed.

The conversation went around a few more times, and around one o'clock in the morning, Zhou Ling yawned and rubbed her eyes.

"I'm so sleepy, I have to get up early to climb the mountain tomorrow."

"Then go to sleep."

Baima stood up and stretched: "The rooms have all been assigned to you. Just call me if you need anything."

The group got up one after another, said goodnight to Baima, and went back to their rooms.