With My Ability To Swap, I Will Never End Up In A Love Triangle Mess - Chapter 10

“Seriously, as a young lady, can’t you take better care of yourself?”

It took about half an hour before Xia Xi returned to Luo Xinyu’s body.

At that moment, she was sitting on the bed with zero regard for ladylike poise—her slender arms resting on her knees, her expression utterly exasperated.

Why? Because this young mistress had bathed and changed… without wearing any underwear!

Just like the last time he’d entered her body, she was only wearing a nightgown—nothing else.

“I do take care of myself normally,” Luo Xinyu protested, sounding wronged. In her own eyes, she was a perfectly chaste and proper young woman.

“Whatever, it’s your body. I won’t lecture you.”

Xia Xi sighed, rubbing his temples.

How did I end up stuck with a young lady who keeps testing my self-control like this?

“So… are we still learning to draw today?”

“Yes. You’re teaching me.”

“Alright. I’ve got paper and pens ready on the desk.”

Luo Xinyu had already anticipated that Xia Xi would want to continue practicing drawing, so she’d asked the maid to prepare the materials.

But what surprised her was that instead of following tutorial videos like before, he’d asked her to teach him.

This was… perfect!

She’d been wanting more chances to talk to this mysterious “wizard” who kept taking over her body.

“Then I’ll—”

Just as Xia Xi was about to get out of bed and start the day’s drawing session, a sudden knock at the door interrupted his plans.

“Sis, I’m coming in, okay?”

Of all times, Luo Xingchen had to show up now—right when Xia Xi was in Luo Xinyu’s body.

“Who’s this?”

Xia Xi had never met Luo Xingchen, so he had no idea who this “sis”-calling guy was. But Luo Xinyu recognized her brother’s voice immediately.

“It’s my younger brother, Luo Xingchen. He’s a good kid—visits me often.”

If it was the young lady’s own brother, Xia Xi had no reason to turn him away.

But… what even was this situation?

He was sharing a bed with the young lady, and now her little brother was about to catch them in the act?

“Come in.”

He did his best to mimic Luo Xinyu’s soft, gentle tone to avoid raising suspicion.

The moment he spoke, the door swung open.

Luo Xingchen had clearly inherited their parents’ good looks—if this kid walked into one of those high-end bars with strict entry standards, he’d breeze right in.

“Sis, look what I brought you~”

The youthful voice of an 18-year-old rang in Xia Xi’s ears as the boy plopped himself onto the high-tech electric wheelchair by the bed.

“Chocolate snails!”

Luo Xinyu’s voice in his head sounded thrilled.

“You like eating these things that look like poop?”

Xia Xi eyed the bag of chocolate-swirled pastries (which did resemble seashells, but also, well…) and muttered under his breath.

“They’re not poop! They’re chocolate snails! They’re delicious! But chocolate makes you gain weight, so I usually avoid buying them. Xingchen’s the only reason I get to eat them sometimes.”

Luo Xinyu had a love-hate relationship with chocolate snails. She adored them, but the high sugar content meant she had to restrain herself—no easy feat.

“I’ll never understand girls. How could a little chocolate make you fat?”

“I’m different. I can’t exercise, so every calorie I eat sticks with me.”

Fair point. For someone like Luo Xinyu, who couldn’t move freely, losing weight would be a nightmare if she ever gained any.

Glancing up at Luo Xingchen, Xia Xi saw the boy watching him expectantly.

Ugh, fine.

Putting on his best performance, Xia Xi clasped his hands under his chin in an exaggeratedly cute gesture.

“Wow! Chocolate snails! You’re the best, little bro!”

Luo Xingchen froze.

He’d never seen his sister act so… lively. But hey, if it meant she wasn’t losing hope in life, he was all for it.

“Heh, I’ll just leave them on the desk.”

After setting the bag down, he moved to sit on Luo Xinyu’s bed.

“Sis, can you tell me why you were looking for that guy named ‘Chenxi’?”

Oh no.

Luo Xinyu panicked internally.

She hadn’t expected her brother to bring this up—especially not in front of the person in question!

This was like throwing fuel on a fire!

“Huh? Chenxi? Who’s that?”

“The guy you asked me to investigate last night. You know… that ‘innocent little virgin’?”

NO! STOP! DON’T SAY ANY MORE!

Luo Xinyu wanted nothing more than to kick her idiot brother out right then.

Xia Xi blinked, then quickly caught on.

So after I left, this girl had her brother dig into me, huh?

Good thing he’d been cautious—using a fake name and never revealing any real details. Otherwise, he might’ve already been kidnapped and hauled off to Beijing by now.

“Oh! Him. Don’t worry about it. He was just someone I dreamed about. I was half-asleep and thought he was real, so I asked you to check.”

Luo Xingchen narrowed his eyes. His sister always tried to handle things herself before asking him for help. Why would she suddenly mistake a dream for reality?

Something was off.

“Really? Well, make sure you get more rest, sis. If you need anything, just tell me.”

After some more small talk, Luo Xingchen left—though not without a lingering, reluctant look. The only thing that struck him as odd was how much more spirited his sister seemed. It never crossed his mind that someone else might be in control.

Finally, peace returned to the room.

“Xingchen talks without thinking sometimes. Don’t take it seriously, okay?”

Only after her brother was gone did Luo Xinyu timidly speak up from her mental corner.

“Oh? Then what’s this about an ‘innocent little virgin’?”

Xia Xi’s voice, spoken through Luo Xinyu’s lips, carried a teasing, almost sultry edge—like a mature woman teasing a shy boy.

“Ehehe, I never said that~”

Luo Xinyu attempted an escape via moe tactics.

“C’mon, let’s not dwell on the past! Weren’t we gonna draw? I’m ready!”

“The drawing can wait. First, let’s discuss what exactly an ‘innocent little virgin’ is~”

Xia Xi smirked, clearly not letting her off the hook.

After all, this seemingly well-behaved young lady had the audacity to call him—a 20-year-old who’d technically never been with a woman—an “innocent little virgin”?!

Sure, he was still a “boy” in that sense.

But still!

Who was she—this adorably clueless, foolish young mistress—to say something like that?!