"This is it!"

Zhou Ziqiong stood in front of the door and spoke softly.

Under the bright moonlight, looking at the structure of the row of side rooms and the huge osmanthus tree in front of the door, Jing Zhe felt somewhat dazed.

Zhou Ziqiong smiled, her eyes crinkling, and asked, "Does it look like it?"

Jing Zhe nodded repeatedly, "It's so similar! How did Sixth Sister come up with the idea of ​​moving our old house here?"

It turned out that the structure of the row of side rooms and the osmanthus tree in front of the door were exactly the same as the structure of Jing Zhe's old house in Jingzhou. At first glance, Jing Zhe had the illusion of standing in his old home in Jingzhou.

Zhou Ziqiong said softly, "Since leaving Jingzhou, I have never had the chance to go back. My parents and Zhe'er have also gone to Pengzhou. I thought I would never be able to go back to Jingzhou in my life, so I had someone make it like this based on the structure of the old house."

Perhaps thinking of the passing of Jing Wenmao and his wife, Zhou Ziqiong became somewhat depressed.

Jing Zhe stepped forward, gently placed his hand on her shoulder, and laughed, "This is so similar, Sixth Sister! When I first saw it, I almost thought I was back in Jingzhou!"

"Yeah?"

Hearing him say that, Zhou Ziqiong's eyes narrowed into crescent moons with joy, and she smiled and said, "Then let's go in and take a look!"

As he spoke, he led Jing Zhe through the door. Once inside, Jing Zhe noticed that the interior was exceptionally clean and brand new, so much so that it felt like no one had ever lived there.

Jing Zhe then asked, "Sixth Sister, you've never lived here before?"

Zhou Ziqiong shook her head and said, "It's because it looks so much like him. Every time I come here, I think of my parents and Zhe'er. Back in Jingzhou, I used to sleep with Zhe'er, so when I sit on this bed, I can't help but think of him... That's why I'm afraid and have never slept here."

Back in Jingzhou, because he was still young and Jing Zhe was shameless, he would follow his older sisters around all day and even pester them at night, sleeping with a different sister every night. That's why Zhou Ziqiong said that.

After hearing her finish speaking, Jing Zhe took Zhou Ziqiong's hand and said with a mixture of pity and tenderness, "Sixth Sister, you didn't dare to before, but now that Zhe'er is here, you can stay and sleep here tonight!"

Zhou Ziqiong didn't think much of it. After listening, she shook her head and said, "When it was built, only Zhe'er's room was put with bedding. The beds in the other rooms are empty. It's too troublesome to have someone bring bedding here so late. Let's forget about it."

The house they were in was built according to the style of Jing Zhe's old house in Jingzhou, while the surrounding side rooms were the rooms where Jing Zhe's older sisters often lived when they were young.

So after hearing Jing Zhe's words, Zhou Ziqiong subconsciously felt that Jing Zhe wanted her to stay in the next room, but she didn't want to ask someone to bring her bedding, so she refused.

However, Jing Zhe's next words startled her: "Sixth Sister, I didn't mean for you to live next door!"

"If you don't live next door, where do you live—"

Before she could finish speaking, Zhou Ziqiong froze, staring at Jing Zhe, her mouth agape.

"Yes, you can sleep here with me!"

Jing Zhe pointed to the bed, which looked like a one-to-one replica of the layout of the old house in Jingzhou, and said.

Because it is a complete replica of the bed in the old house in Jingzhou, this bed is not very big. If two people lie on it, there probably won't even be a gap between them!

Zhou Ziqiong's face turned red instantly.

"This...how can this be?"

"Why won't this work?"

"I...you...we're both so old now..."

Zhou Ziqiong lowered her head, and what came into view was the full protrusion on her chest: Yes, they have all grown up. Whether it is age or body, they are so different from when they were children. How can they continue to sleep together?

Jing Zhe, however, didn't seem to care and said, "So what if you're older? No matter how old you are, you're still my sixth sister, and I'm still your Zhe'er!"

From the moment he decided to stay in the Zhou family, Jing Zhe was determined to sleep with Zhou Ziqiong in his arms.

For a normal man, sleeping with a beautiful woman at night is every man's dream. For a man like Jing Zhe who can turn his dream into reality, it is natural to realize his dream every night.

Tonight, he could have cuddled any one of the three women—Mu Qingren, Wang Yingqiu, or Zhang Xiaoyu—or slept with all three of them, but Zhou Ziqiong kept him here, so the responsibility of sleeping with him fell on her shoulders.

Of course, most importantly, Jing Zhe himself had his own ideas.

For a man who has already won over four older sisters, winning over one or three more wouldn't be a problem, especially since the older sisters are so beautiful, he doesn't want anyone else to take advantage of him.

Most importantly, he knew how deep his sisters' feelings for him were, and he was confident that he could win them over, which is why he did this.

"..."

Zhou Ziqiong opened her mouth, but no words came out.

That seems... to make sense...

wrong!

She then noticed Jing Zhe's slightly upturned lips and felt that her younger brother's smile was malicious, just like his expression when he succeeded in his evil schemes when they were young. She immediately realized what was going on!

That naughty boy is definitely up to something again!

She immediately put her hands on her hips and said, "Zhe'er, what are you thinking? Don't think your sixth sister doesn't know! Humph, let me tell you, I'm not like them. I won't let you do anything naughty! So don't even think about it tonight, I'm not sleeping with you!"

Jing Zhe immediately raised his hand: "I'm innocent, Sixth Sister! I'm your brother, what bad intentions could I possibly have!"

"Pah! You know best what bad things you're up to. Have you forgotten what you did this morning?"

Zhou Ziqiong spat out a curse, then recalled that morning at Juxianlou, before they had even recognized each other, Jing Zhe's hand had accidentally touched her, making her feel a tingling sensation...

Even now, thinking about it makes her blush and feel hot and weak all over...

She later reflected on it, wondering how she could have allowed such a thing to happen.

Based on her original personality, such a thing would never happen to her. Even if it did, she would immediately shake off Jing Zhe's hand and slap him hard, making it impossible for him to do anything else!

But she did nothing, and acquiesced...

This made her feel extremely embarrassed and ashamed. Fortunately, the person was her brother, but it was precisely because the person was her brother that she felt even more ashamed.

Since they didn't know each other's true identities at that time, wouldn't he think I was promiscuous? That I could be so casually flirtatious without saying a word?

Thinking of this, Zhou Ziqiong felt a tightness in her chest, then glared at Jing Zhe and turned her head away.

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