Movie/TV: How could my sister be Qiao Jingjing?

Qiao Yu reacted extremely quickly and withdrew swiftly.

He turned his head away, thankfully it didn't get spat into his mouth?

but……

He vomited all over his trouser leg.

"Oh dear, why did you throw up?"

Su Jinbei, who was focused on driving, was taken aback.

While checking the back seat in the rearview mirror, he asked:

"Should I pull over and let her throw up for a while?"

She was focused on the navigation and didn't notice Qiao Yu's bizarre behavior.

Qiao Yu couldn't bear to look at the filth on his trouser leg.

He half-embraced Qiao Jingjing, his lips twitching, "No, we're almost home, we'll pack when we get back."

A few minutes later, the car drove into the residential area.

In the underground parking garage, Qiao Yu helped his sister out of the car.

Su Jinbei ran out of the driver's seat, locked the car, and said, "I'll do it, I'll do it."

She took Qiao Jingjing's hand without hesitation.

She glanced at Qiao Yu's filthy lower body and retreated as if to keep her distance.

11pm.

Qiao Yu took a shower and came out of the bathroom in his pajamas.

Su Jinbei went inside carrying her pajamas.

Qiao Jingjing looked half-dead, so she definitely couldn't take a bath.

While Su Jinbei was taking a shower.

Qiao Yu pushed open the bedroom door and went in to see Qiao Jingjing.

She lay in bed, covered with a thin blanket.

Su Jinbei had already changed her into pajamas.

"It hurts, my head hurts..."

Qiao Jingjing frowned, her delicate brows furrowed, whether in a dream or fully awake, it was hard to tell.

Qiao Yu walked to the bedside and sat down.

Press her head down with both thumbs and gently massage her temples with your middle fingers.

Not long after.

Qiao Jingjing's tightly furrowed brows relaxed, and her breathing became even.

He redeemed the intermediate-level "Master of Traditional Chinese Medicine".

Massaging acupoints can indeed achieve this.

"(ahef) If you can't drink, then don't drink. You always have to drink like crazy at every gathering, and you have a low alcohol tolerance," Qiao Yu complained softly.

After Qiao Yu got up to leave, he gently closed the door.

Qiao Jingjing opened her eyes, spat, and muttered a curse:

"Pah, you shameless bastard! You kissed me, fine, but then you criticize me!"

……

Qiao Yu had just returned to his room and lay down.

I'm going to scroll through my phone for a bit before going to sleep.

My attention was drawn to a message on my phone.

The person who sent the message was Mo Xiangwan.

[Ayu, have you been looking at other girls lately? Do you need to work on your immunity?]

What do you mean?

Qiao Yu couldn't help but lick his lips.

At the prime of his youth, he was aroused by Qiao Jingjing's kiss.

Then I thought about Sang Zhi's clumsy studying in the afternoon.

He does seem to really need to work on his immune system.

I checked the time; it was eleven o'clock.

Damn it, no matter what time it is, even if it's windy or rainy, I have to go.

[Leave the door open, I'll be right there!]

I quickly replied with a message.

Qiao Yu grabbed the car keys from the door and quietly left.

At this time of night, there aren't many cars on the road.

Qiao Yu drove very fast.

Fifteen minutes later, they arrived at Mo Xiangwan's doorstep.

Ding dong...

It hadn't been long since I rang the doorbell.

The door was opened.

Mo Xiangwan, her face flushed, peeked out from the doorway.

Her long, black hair was simply tied up, still slightly damp, and draped over her body.

The thin, semi-transparent pajamas clung tightly to her body.

A faint pattern can be vaguely seen under the pajamas.

Gee...

Qiao Yu's eyes lit up.

Mo Xiangwan was wearing a fitted suit before, so it wasn't very clear.

It looks like you just finished showering?

I changed into this somewhat sexy nightgown.

Her perfect figure was suddenly exposed without any cover.

The spaghetti strap nightgown had a slightly drooping neckline, revealing her full breasts.

A deep, unfathomable, white abyss.

It exudes an ultimate charm, attracting attention.

This scale isn't particularly surprising.

But its scale and curves are exceptionally beautiful and alluring.

The pajamas have a cinched waist.

It accentuates a woman's slender waist, making it appear even more delicate, and her flat stomach is free of any excess fat.

Below that is a suddenly expanding arc.

It trembled slightly as you walked.

"You really came?" Mo Xiangwan seemed surprised. "You...you didn't go to take care of your sister? How is Jingjing?"

Qiao Yu pursed his lips. "Qiao Jingjing is my older sister, and Xiang Wan is also my god-sister."

"Pah, smooth talk."

Mo Xiangwan spat lightly.

But you could tell from her eyes and brows that she was in a good mood.

They greeted Qiao Yu as he entered the living room.

Qiao Yu acted as if he were in his own home, first pouring Mo Xiangwan a glass of water.

He went to the sofa and handed it to her, saying, "Sister Xiangwan, have a glass of water. Let me massage your head; it'll make you feel better."

Mo Xiangwan had clearly drunk quite a bit, and she was acting rather strangely, giggling incessantly.

"Hehehe... My Xiaoyu can even give massages now."

Qiao Yu sighed helplessly, "Stop laughing, lie down!"

He genuinely wanted to impart knowledge and resolve doubts, and the slight intoxication after drinking was very tempting; it must have been quite hot.

But I genuinely wanted to help her alleviate the discomfort she felt after drinking.

But now, it's unclear whether Mo Xiangwan misunderstood him.

Her fingers gently brushed across her chest.

Mo Xiangwan pulled down her camisole nightgown.

Then she gathered up the strands of hair that had inadvertently fallen...

"Uh……"

Qiao Yu was shocked. Was it really that direct?

He lowered his head and looked down.

Looking at that long, black hair piled up so close to my eyes.

The mood is very complicated.

At this moment, I was surprised to find myself being taken the initiative by the other party.