"!!!" Three black lines appeared on the side of Li Changfeng's forehead. "Senior sister, are you alright?"

"Hehe." Zhang Qingqing took off her slippers, lightly lifted her legs onto the bed, her little feet as delicate as pearls.

"Stop practicing your skills and go to sleep with your senior sister."

She then extended a slender, jade-like arm and knocked Li Changfeng down.

Before the latter could react, she was pulled into an embrace. "It's been so long since I've held you while we slept. Tonight, your senior sister wants to reminisce about the old days."

Li Changfeng's heart pounded wildly, like a small motor. The pleasant fragrance, the soft, delicate body, and the familiar scent made it impossible for him to calm down.

When I was younger, it was natural for my senior sister to hold me while I slept, and I didn't think anything of it. But now, being held like that makes me lose my composure, and all sorts of inappropriate thoughts pop into my head.

A man in his prime, full of vigor and vitality, would be strange if he were to remain calm and unresponsive.

This is an illness, and it needs treatment.

"Junior brother, your heart is beating so fast, what are you nervous about?" Zhang Qingqing teased deliberately.

"Ahem, Senior Sister, you're holding me a little too tightly." Li Changfeng didn't dare to move, afraid that things might go wrong and he would get carried away.

"Really?" The mention of it only made things worse, as it brought up the topic and made her hug him even tighter.

"Senior sister, stop fooling around. Men and women shouldn't touch each other. I'm twenty-one this year, no longer the little boy I used to be."

"So what? So what if you're twenty-one? When you're eighty-one, you'll still be my junior brother." Zhang Qingqing said confidently.

This identity can never be changed; it's a mark for life.

"Senior sister, I'm a man, and you're a woman, understand? You're just asking for trouble," Li Changfeng warned.

"Come on, burn me to death! What do you want to do? I'm just a weak woman, I can't stop you." Zhang Qingqing understood the implication and was fearless. Not only did she not restrain herself, she also poured oil into the fire.

"Junior brother, are you all talk and no action? Or are you just not capable enough?"

Men hate the last sentence the most. Even if someone is truly useless, they will still boast about it to the point that they believe it themselves.

No man would back down in this regard; they would pound their chests and shout it from the rooftops.

Moreover, Li Changfeng is incredibly capable.

"Senior Sister, you're the one who provoked me." Li Changfeng, his blood boiling, turned over and kissed her.

This is intolerable! They've come to bully us right at our doorstep. If we don't fight back, they'll think we're pushovers.

So what if she's my senior? She's the one who provoked me.

Zhang Qingqing did not struggle or resist; instead, she cooperated enthusiastically.

She understands her own heart and knows what she wants.

She likes her junior brother; she's liked him for a very, very long time.

The story begins eight years ago. I remember that day was foggy, visibility was low, and you could only see two or three meters ahead.

He was ordered to go to the back mountain to pick herbs, but due to the fog, he couldn't see clearly and took the wrong path. When he passed a cold pool, a python that was hundreds of years old emerged from the water.

The python was ferocious and incredibly strong. The junior brother was no match for it and was tightly coiled around it. Just as he was about to stop breathing and die from the constriction, his junior brother arrived in time and killed the python with his own hands.

I remember everything that happened that day clearly; every scene is vivid in my mind and I will never forget it.

The junior brother was covered in blood, brave and invincible. His small figure was so tall. He carried me down the mountain, comforting me and joking around to ease my fear.

Lying on his back felt incredibly comfortable, warm, and gave me a strong sense of security.

His small figure, firm yet tender, held a special place in her heart from that moment on.

From that moment on, the seeds of love were sown, growing ever deeper and deeper until they could not extricate themselves.

After returning that day, the junior brother fell into a coma and was seriously injured. The blood on his body was not only from the python, but mostly from himself.

The junior brother remained silent the entire way, not uttering a single word.

Her junior brother was unconscious for three days and three nights, and she stayed by his side without taking off her clothes for three days and three nights until he woke up...

Although the matter was never mentioned again, and so many years have passed, Zhang Qingqing has always remembered it.

Whenever I think of my junior brother, that small figure appears in my mind.

Sweetness fills my heart, a warm current flows gently.

at the same time.

Du Yukun was drinking alone in a high-end club, his face looking extremely pale; anyone who didn't know better would think that an entire family had died.

Surrounded by several scantily clad women, he paid no attention to them, not even glancing at them, and focused solely on drinking.

"Young Master Du, what's wrong with you today? Why are you unhappy? How about we sisters dance for you?" a young woman said with a smile.

In their eyes, Du Yukun was a big spender who spent money like water and always made high-end purchases whenever he came.

They can even spend hundreds of thousands in one night.

Although Du Yukun's methods were perverse and varied, he actually paid money.

"Get out! Get the hell out of here!" Du Yukun roared.

"If Young Master Du doesn't like watching dancing, we'll try something else. Xiao Li recently learned a special skill that will definitely amaze you." The younger sister was completely clueless and a complete country bumpkin.

"Slap!" Du Yukun immediately slapped the other man hard across the face, extremely agitated. "Didn't you hear me? Or are your ears stuffed with chicken feathers? Get out of here!"

The younger sister covered her face, tears welling in her eyes, and turned to run outside.

"Go, all of you go."

Without further hesitation, the group ran out.

Du Yukun has a very bad temper, and he was still angry after returning from the provincial capital. He is narrow-minded.

One defeat left him unable to let go.

"Fuck it!" Du Yukun picked up a wine bottle and smashed it against the expensive fish tank in front of the door.

The fish tank shattered instantly. He quickly walked over and stepped on the lively fish on the ground.

He didn't pick up the phone until the ground was completely smashed.

"Hey, Third Master, are you asleep?"

"Help me get rid of one of these people, and I'll make him die!!!" Du Yukun said coldly and hatefully.

"Young Master Du, you're too kind to call me Third Master. How could I possibly accept that?" A deep, magnetic voice came from the phone.

This Third Master has a deep connection with the Du family and is the underground emperor of Jinghai.

The so-called Third Master's real name was Lai San, a nobody hoodlum, commonly known as Little Trash.

Later, for reasons unknown, he was favored by the Du family and received strong support, allowing him to grow rapidly. In less than five years, he unified the underground in Jinghai and became a prominent figure.

In other words, he was a dog that the Du family had raised up, and he would bite whoever they told him to bite.

Having such a dog brought considerable benefits to the Du family. It's worth noting that they amassed a lot of money in the black and gray areas, and arguably, the most lucrative industries were all in their hands.

The Du family owns 60% of the shares in the club where Du Yukun works.

It's just not made public yet.

"Young Master Du, please speak. Whose life do you wish to take? I will give you a perfect answer the next day."