“Big Brother, wake… huh? You’re actually already awake?!”
Xiayue had planned to wake her brother up herself, just like usual. But when she arrived at his room, she found Xiaxi already fully dressed.
This was an absolute first!
When had her lazy brother ever been this diligent? He actually managed to overcome the blanket seal!
“Good morning, Xiaoyue.”
“Xi… Xiaoyue?!”
Xiayue watched her brother smile so gently, and for a moment, she felt dazed.
“Is something wrong?”
Luo Xinyu fastened the last button on her shirt, then walked over to Xiayue and patted her head.
“Little silly, still half asleep?”
Hearing that, Xiayue finally snapped out of it.
This person was Sister Xinyu! They’d been together for two whole days already—how did her brain short-circuit and make her run over here to wake her up, mistaking her for her brother?
Ahhh, how embarrassing!
It’s all An Xiaoyu’s fault!
That’s right, it’s all Xiaoyu’s fault for not forcing her to go to sleep last night, which made her stay up late and end up all dazed!
If An Xiaoyu knew what Xiayue was thinking, she’d definitely silently take away Xiayue’s breakfast and complain inwardly: You’re clearly the one who got hooked by the beautiful girls in the game, saying things like “they can’t live without me.”
Actually, An Xiaoyu did tell Xiayue to go to bed early last night, but Xiayue pointed right at An Xiaoyu’s nose and said: “Xiaoyu, I never thought you were such a heartbreaker! You flirt with the beautiful girls in the game and then want to run away without giving them an ending? Go away! Tonight, this Yueyue is going to stay with my beloved concubines until dawn!”
This shameless girl—should I call her deeply devoted, or just completely lost in her games~
When An Xiaoyu saw Xiayue this morning, going from slumped over the computer desk sleeping to groggily standing up and walking straight toward her brother’s direction, she was more shocked than words could say.
Compared to Xiaxi when the system was on autopilot, Xiayue actually seemed more like a bot right now—like a programmed routine, waking up on time by herself and then running off to wake Xiaxi.
And her tone would even change to that super energetic, full-of-vitality kind of voice!
As expected of a diehard otaku soldier—she’s really powerful in certain ways.
“Sister Xinyu, don’t laugh at me~ I was just being nice and coming to call you for breakfast~”
Seeing Luo Xinyu covering her mouth and giggling, Xiayue couldn’t help but feel embarrassed. After tossing out that line, she was the first to flee the room.
“Pfft~ Having a little sister really does make things so much happier. Too bad Xiaochen is a boy.”
Luo Xinyu suddenly thought of how her own little brother looked in girls’ clothes, and shook her head.
“Forget it, Xiaochen is already great. No need to envy others.”
That’s right—in reality, a little brother who never abandons his disabled sister and cares for her so devotedly is truly rare. Especially since this little brother is himself a rich young master, yet his personality isn’t arrogant at all—instead, he’s polite and well-mannered.
Worlds apart from those Dragon King novels.
That’s how it should be, really. Being rich means better educational opportunities. As long as the elders aren’t idiots, they’ll generally place great importance on their children’s education and won’t raise any bullying, entitled brats.
That’s how many upper-class people are. You could call them hypocrites who love putting on a show, but they do receive the highest level of education. At the very least, their manners can’t be that low.
Of course, it’s also true that they’re easy to anger. They have their own pride, and when that pride and dignity are trampled on or challenged, they’ll naturally fight back.
And a rich person’s counterattack… for poor people, it’s nothing short of a disaster.
…
Living Room.
An Xiaoyu and Lin Xuening saw Xiayue come out of Xiaxi’s room with a red face, and both looked curious.
“Weren’t you going to wake Sister Xinyu? How did you end up with such a red face yourself?”
An Xiaoyu asked.
Lin Xuening didn’t ask—instead, she let her imagination run wild: Did Xiayue see something she shouldn’t have? Did she see Xiaxi’s… ahem, what am I thinking! Xiayue is Xiaxi’s little sister. Even if she saw something, so what? Siblings might’ve even bathed together!
“Ugh, don’t even mention it. I stayed up too late last night, and just now my head wasn’t clear—I actually mistook Sister Xinyu for my brother.”
Xiayue remembered that sickeningly sweet “Big Brother~” she’d said, and couldn’t help but shudder.
Why didn’t it feel this awkward before when she called her brother that to wake him up?
“See, that’s why I told you not to stay up so late. I heard Sister Yiyi is bringing friends over today. If you show up with panda eyes, you’re definitely gonna get teased again.”
An Xiaoyu took a sip of warm milk, speaking at a leisurely pace.
A glass of warm milk for breakfast—that was one of the few rules in Xiaxi’s household. And surprisingly, this rule came from Liu Jiaying, who has a fantastic figure, saying: “Why is my figure so good? I don’t know either~ Maybe it’s because I drink milk every morning?”
At first, it was just a joke.
But then Luo Xinyu, who has the second-best figure, also had a habit of drinking warm milk. Now they had no choice but to believe it.
You see, Xiayue, An Xiaoyu, and Lin Xuening were all a bit… underdeveloped.
Xiayue and An Xiaoyu—well, their body types are just like that. It’s not like there’d actually be some kind of “loli with huge boobs” situation, right?
Lin Xuening was different though. She’s a genuine college girl, a proper young woman’s figure. Hmm… the kind of young student figure from school days. Anyway, she’s… starting to take shape!
“Huh? Are my dark circles really that bad?”
Xiayue was startled by An Xiaoyu’s words.
As a beautiful girl, how could she have dark circles ruining her looks?! No way, absolutely not allowed!
Putting down the slice of bread she’d just picked up, Xiayue rushed over to the shared full-length mirror in the living room.
“Oh no! There really is a little bit! And… and why is my complexion so pale!”
“Isn’t it only natural for you to look pale? Munch munch munch~”
An Xiaoyu swallowed the chewed bread in her mouth and continued.
“For someone like you who stays home all day, stays up late every night playing galgames, keeps tissues ready at both the computer desk and the bedside, and has zero self-control—you deserve to be this weak!”
Being lectured by An Xiaoyu, Xiayue didn’t know how to talk back.
Because it was true.
“But but, I’m a girl!”
Girls can get kidney deficiency too, you know?!
“So what if you’re a girl? Girls are still human. If you ask me, Xiaoyue, you should learn from your brother. His figure is so good—you can tell he exercises every day. He can even make a pack of tissues last a whole month!”
Hmph, if I had that many real-life beautiful girls surrounding me every day, I wouldn’t be playing galgames either!
Xiayue puffed out her cheeks, unhappy.
