Superpowered Love Academy

Zuo Jingyu kept her head down, and she was very close to Zuo Le, her short hair almost touching his chin.

Zuo Le looked down at his sister, her fine hair right in front of him, so he didn't notice Zuo Jingyu's complicated expression and continued to respond in an indifferent tone:

"No."

"Zuo Le, you lied to me again. How many times are you going to lie to me?" Zuo Jingyu grabbed Zuo Le's collar, her voice cracking slightly.

Seeing Zuo Jingyu's appearance, Zuo Le felt a little soft-hearted for some reason.

But this feeling of being soft-hearted made him wary, even fearful. He didn't understand why he felt this way, and his voice grew colder:

"Zuo Jingyu, instead of those meaningless things, you should focus on your studies. Now that you've been admitted to Jingkong Academy, don't waste your talent."

After saying that, Zuo Le walked upstairs.

But just as he passed Zuo Jingyu, the back of his clothes was grabbed by her.

Zuo Le turned her head. In the darkness, her younger sister's eyes seemed to hold a hint of anger, but Zuo Le couldn't see anything else clearly.

"Fine, I can let bygones be bygones regarding the grain store matter, but have you forgotten your promise? You promised me!"

Chapter 52 My sister is a master at playing dumb!

Upon hearing this, Zuo Le's forehead twitched.

Promises and vows are what he worries about most, because he can't be sure what the original owner of this body promised.

Continue to avoid it?

Seeing Zuo Jingyu's fury level at its peak, Zuo Le thought it wasn't a good choice. He wasn't afraid of Zuo Jingyu, but he was afraid that Zuo Jingyu would go around telling others... "My brother has been possessed."

If the Holland Church considers him a heretic and tries to arrest, purify, or judge him, that would be unbearable.

"Heh, I've promised a lot of things. I wonder which one you're referring to?"

"You said that as long as I study hard, as long as I get into Jingkong Academy, as long as I become a martial artist..."

Before Zuo Jingyu could finish speaking, Zuo Le launched a devastating attack:

"Oh, so you've become a martial artist?"

Seeing Zuo Le's mocking attitude, Zuo Jingyu, enraged, threw a punch:

"Zuo Le, you bastard, I'll beat you to death!"

Starting from a certain point a few years ago, she never laid a hand on Zuo Le again. No matter how intense their arguments had been, their relationship remained cold and resistant.

When they were kids, they would fight each other, each unwilling to back down, and then arrogantly beg for forgiveness before making up.

That intimate relationship is long gone.

They were like two strangers.

This time, besides the anger that Zuo Jingyu had accumulated over the years, there was also a hidden layer of testing.

A test that only she could understand.

result……

*Smack!*

Zuo Jingyu's wrist was caught steadily by Zuo Le.

But she had another hand, and she threw a punch as well. Unsurprisingly, her left hand was also caught.

What a wonderful gesture of offering it with both hands.

After Zuo Jingyu's hands were grabbed, Zuo Le used one hand to tighten his grip on her, then pinned her against the wall and lifted her up.

"Not only are you unskilled, but as a martial artist, you also attacked your own brother. Is this how your teachers teach their students?"

"You son of a bitch, Zuo Le, let me go!"

Zuo Jingyu's chest heaved as she looked at Zuo Le, her body twisting and turning in his hands.

For a moment, Zuo Le didn't know how to deal with his younger sister.

"Zuo Jingyu!"

Zuo Le raised his voice, and Zuo Jingyu in front of him immediately fell silent.

She turned her head away, her body beginning to sob, but because Zuo Le grabbed her hand and lifted her up, her sobbing looked ridiculous.

Zuo Le reluctantly let go of her, and just as he was about to speak, Zuo Jingyu bumped directly into his arms.

"Zuo Jingyu, what are you doing?"

Zuo Le tried to push her away, but Zuo Jingyu held on tightly to her waist and refused to let go.

Under these circumstances, Zuo Le would not be able to hit her.

No matter what, she's still my younger sister.

"You promised me that as long as I got into Jingkong Academy, you would take me to the night market in Central. I've been accepted for a month now, but you broke your promise. You bastard... Waaah."

Zuo Jingyu's voice was muffled as she cried and pounded the fist; it actually hurt quite a bit.

But what Zuo Le was thinking was...

That's it?

Is that all? I thought you were talking about world peace!

"Alright, it's only 10 o'clock now, I'll take you there."

Zuo Jingyu didn't say anything, but continued to sob in Zuo Le's arms for a while. When her emotions gradually calmed down, she grabbed Zuo Le's side:

"Really?"

"Why would I lie to a child like you?"

After a long while, Zuo Jingyu finally moved her head up.

"Now?"

“Yes, right now.” Zuo Le nodded.

"I'm going upstairs to change my clothes. You should change yours too, it smells awful." Zuo Jingyu tugged at Zuo Le's jacket, looking disgusted.

"Row."

The two went upstairs one after the other.

For Zuo Le, taking his younger sister to stroll through the flower market in his spare time was no problem, nor was it a big deal. He could also conveniently resolve the hidden dangers left by the original owner, making it the right choice.

Zuo Le didn't see the corners of Zuo Jingyu's mouth turn up as she followed behind him.

It's as if he'll never discover it in his entire life...

My sister is a master at playing dumb!

5 minute later.

Zuo Le took off his jacket and changed into a gray-blue casual outfit, which was similar to his usual style.

Zuo Jingyu was much slower.

I waited a full 10 minutes before I heard footsteps from upstairs.

"Why are you so slow? You fell into the toilet..."

Already a little impatient, Zuo Le started to rant, but halfway through, he couldn't continue.

Zuo Jingyu had a hair clip in her hair, and a few strands of her short hair were naturally parted. She was still not wearing makeup, but she had applied a bright lip gloss.

She wore a white sleeveless lace blouse, paired with a soft pink high-waisted skirt, stockings, and black leather shoes.

The tight-fitting style perfectly outlines her body curves, eliminating her usual tomboyish wildness.

On the contrary, it perfectly blends intellect and sweetness, exuding an artistic feel.

"The Bull Demon King's... it's quite beautiful..."

Zuo Le muttered something to himself, and Zuo Jingyu walked over and casually took his arm.

"Let's go."

"Why are you holding my hand?" Zuo Le stared at Zuo Jingyu's outstretched wrist.

"It's my first time wearing a skirt and I'm not used to it. I'm afraid I'll fall. What's wrong with helping you up? Why are you asking so many questions?" Zuo Jingyu had her reasons.

Seeing her like this, Zuo Le didn't struggle anymore and just let her hold her.

"Let's go."

The shantytown and the flower street are not far apart, just a few minutes' walk apart. However, the shantytown is located in the outer ring, while the flower street is already in the middle ring of Shanghai.

Although both are outer city districts without city walls, there are differences between them; at least the number of police stations and garrison troops is not on the same level.

Although the shantytowns are not exactly no-man's-land, the further out you go, the more chaotic they become.

Once you get to Central, things will be much better.

Walking into Flower Street, you'll find a night market unlike anything you'd ever see in a shantytown, with awful stage performances and seemingly relaxed young couples.

Just like Zuo Le and Zuo Jingyu at this moment.

Most importantly, there is order.

The patrolling police officers and the sentries on duty all represent the existence of order here.

Order is what makes people feel safe.

Zuo Le was used to these things. In his opinion, all night markets were pretty much the same: eating, drinking, shopping, and having fun.

But it's very different for Zuo Jingyu.

An eighteen-year-old girl finds everything novel and exciting: colorful accessories, hair clips, brightly colored snacks, and many other strange and wonderful things that even Mirror Sky Academy doesn't have.

However, Zuo Jingyu remained silent, holding Zuo Le's hand tightly.

Zuo Le could sense her sister's stiffness; she seemed very nervous.

"What are you nervous about?" Zuo Le asked.

"I'm not nervous!" Zuo Jingyu said loudly.

"walk slowly."

The two walked to the entrance of a cute gift shop. Zuo Le noticed Zuo Jingyu stopping and pointed it out to her.

"Shall we go in and take a look?"

"Let's take a look then." Zuo Jingyu raised her head, feeling that she couldn't show any weakness.

Upon entering, Zuo Jingyu was dazzled by the dazzling array of small gifts and figurines.

She stood dazedly in front of a pile of gifts, and subconsciously picked up a chubby mouse figurine, holding it up to her eyes:

"So cute, why does it cost 150... Hmph, this kind of industrial waste can only fool the rich dog owners in Central."

Moreover, spending so much money on a lump of rubber and two rags is less worthwhile than having a meal at Jingfulou Restaurant.

I don't know who would like such a ridiculous design. It's awful. Zuo Le, let's go.

Zuo Jingyu maintained her aloof demeanor and walked out somewhat hastily.

Zuo Le glanced back at the fat rat...

Once outside, Zuo Jingyu was already at the pan-fried dumpling stall next door. Seeing Zuo Le come out, she waved:

"Hey, Zuo Le, I'm in a good mood today. If you call me 'little sister,' I'll treat you to something..."

Zuo Jingyu suddenly stopped, her gaze fixed on the fat rat that Zuo Le was holding, and her face suddenly turned red.

What do you need this for?

Seeing that she didn't speak, Zuo Le shook the fat mouse strangely:

"Don't like it? Then I can keep it myself."

Zuo Jingyu snatched the figurine away and then turned her head away:

"I really can't do anything with you. This kind of rip-off shop definitely won't give you a refund. Fine, I'll just keep it."