These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

Jiang Ying looked up in confusion, unsure whether she didn't understand the meaning of kissing or why Wei Tu was asking about it.

She shook her head.

"No……"

"Shall I teach you?"

"……what?"

This was indeed beyond the girl's expectations, and she looked at the handsome young man in front of her with some surprise.

Some wet, black hair draped over his shoulders.

He is as gentle as a breeze, yet as brilliant as a star.

I never knew I could get so close to the starry sky.

Wei Tu lifted Jiang Ying's chin and leaned his cheek in, encountering no resistance or obstruction.

When lips and teeth meet.

Those memories were like a surge of internal energy, flooding his mind.

The real Jiang Ying.

Jiang Ying would be willing to die for him.

Their slightly cool lips met, and then they became hot.

Wei Tu stirred something within her, something she found somewhat awkward.

It's like teasing a bewildered kitten.

When Jiang Ying's breathing became slightly disordered, her melodious low moans were like heavenly music scraping the bones.

Wei Tu finally reached out and pulled the girl, who offered no resistance and only cooperated with him, not wanting him to even frown, into his arms.

The deep kiss seemed to dispel the chill around the cold pool, and the boy's actions became increasingly passionate.

As Wei Tu became more and more aware of Jiang Ying's scent, he would recall those figures in his mind.

"Junior brother, don't be afraid, your senior sister is always here."

"Junior brother... I promised Master that I would always protect you."

"I was just kidding... My master never asked me to protect you; it was my own decision."

"Junior brother, don't cry... I don't want you to be sad, I'm sorry... I really didn't mean to..."

"Senior sister... Senior sister..."

The boy, his eyes shimmering slightly, finally released his slightly swollen red lips.

Looking at Jiang Ying in her arms, her face was no longer calm, but showed the shyness and charm that a young girl should have when she was in love.

"Um……?"

Jiang Ying's eyes were still watery, seemingly savoring the memory, and a hazy, dreamy quality lingered within them.

"Is Senior Sister feeling comfortable?"

Wei Tu asked with ill intent.

Jiang Ying's cheeks were like the setting sun at dusk, her captivating beauty a rare charm.

She hesitated for a moment, but still subconsciously answered his embarrassing question.

"Comfortable..."

"Would you like to be more comfortable?"

"If junior brother wants, then senior sister can do it..."

Her answer and submissive expression made Wei Tu feel like a villain trying to train an innocent little rabbit.

But nothing is more touching and fulfilling than having someone you once missed.

Since you're so afraid of losing it, you should cherish it.

Wei Tu reached out and stroked Jiang Ying's fair and delicate neck. Jiang Ying trembled slightly upon feeling the boy's touch.

"Um……"

An involuntary murmur escaped from his throat.

Her eyes began to glaze over again, as hazy as the mist over the cold pool.

Wei Tu's fingertips seemed to possess a magical, deft touch, causing every inch of skin to tremble.

From the neck down to the girl's perfect chin, then gently lifting her cheek.

He kissed her again, this time like a well-behaved student who had just learned a new lesson and was eager to show it off to the teacher.

She took the initiative, awkwardly trying to warm Wei Tu's lips, and Wei Tu even deliberately kept his lips slightly closed while waiting for her to come in.

It was just like teasing a child—

"..."

The sound was faint, and the clothes swayed for a moment.

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18 Your senior sister is very studious.

If starting over isn't about making up for regrets, but about letting everything continue as normal, then there's no need to start over at all.

This was Wei Tu's most steadfast belief.

On the day he felt he had lost everything, he had already thought everything through.

If I were to define the path I choose to take and the path I cultivate in this life...

That is perfection.

The only name this road can be is Perfection.

To make everything perfect, to make them all perfect, is not about my own self-righteous desire for good, but about making them truly good.

More than just one or two buttons on the front of the garment were undone.

Jiang Ying's hair became disheveled as a result.

The white patch on her chest was actually the mischievous hand of a young boy, whose burning hand had lifted up her bodice.

He would gently nibble on her ear.

Tell her from the nearest place.

Will my senior sister dislike me?

Jiang Ying felt a shyness she had never experienced before.

"Won't……"

The girl's body was soft. She opened her misty eyes and saw a cold pool shrouded in mist.

But the entire world before her seemed to have nothing to do with her at that moment.

She could only feel Wei Tu's hand, as if it were everywhere, as if it could soothe her soul most closely.

She then realized that the boy was not dull at all; he was bolder than she had imagined... and more capable of making her genuinely happy.

It was so satisfying that tears almost rolled down my cheeks, even though it was just a caress.

"Would my senior sister like this?"

Wei Tu asked, even more wickedly.

He bit her ear, making Jiang Ying's breathing even more rapid.

He hugged Wei Tu's shoulders and back tightly, which made it easier for Wei Tu to operate his hands, so he bent over slightly.

She felt the problem was terrible, and her mind was almost completely blank.

But I can't ignore my junior's question...

"I like it... but... it's bad..."

Wei Tu smiled gently, and his hand softened slightly.

"If you're so wicked, send me to hell. Will my senior sister come with me?"

"Wherever my junior brother goes, I'll be there with him... um... it hurts..."

Jiang Ying's face was as red as cherry blossoms, as if she could barely hold her thin lips together.

She felt a great deal of shame, but when she thought that she was holding Wei Tu, that shame seemed to turn into unsatisfied joy.

"Sorry... is it still hurting, Senior Sister Baby?"

Wei Tu was a little excited just now, so much so that he didn't control his strength very well.

Jiang Yingxiang's soft body trembled slightly, and a thin layer of fragrance seemed to emanate from her body.

It's both cloying and mesmerizing.

Even tiny beads of sweat appeared on his shoulders.

"Don't call me that..."

"Doesn't Senior Sister Baby like me calling you that?"

"No...it's just..."

"You're just embarrassed, right?"

Wei Tu seemed to be patiently guiding him.

"kindness……"

The girl seemed to have fallen into some kind of trap but was completely unaware, and obediently admitted it.

"Then... junior brother, can you only call me senior sister in private from now on?"