Then, a clear and somewhat angry young woman's voice went straight into his ears and echoed in the empty living room: "Ah! Lin Xiangyu, are you a pervert? Why are you hanging around in the living room in your underwear in the middle of the night?"
The sound instantly broke the original silence, causing Lin Xiangyu's body to stiffen suddenly, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, as if being tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and his breathing became rapid.
He gritted his teeth and slowly turned around. The moment his eyes met the figure, the memories related to it flooded into his mind like a broken dam.
The cute girl with twin ponytails in front of him is named Han Youzhen. She is the second daughter in the family.
Lin Xiangyu usually calls her his second sister. He also learned from this that his parents died when he was young and he has been living in this house ever since.
But at this moment, the memories in his mind seemed to have been specially selected, with only fragments related to Han Youzhen, and the rest was still blank.
Han Youzhen in front of me was wearing a slim-fitting sports vest. The tight fabric fit her curves perfectly, and every rise and fall was just right, as if it was tailor-made for her. The ultra-short sports shorts on her lower body seemed to deliberately stay at her thighs, wantonly showing off her long, slender and straight legs.
As she walked, the flesh on her legs rose and fell slightly, with an indescribable unique rhythm. They were not lifeless and slender, but full and elastic, full of youthful energy and the tension of life.
With every step she took closer, she appeared and disappeared, emitting an indescribable youthful vitality.
The air seemed to be filled with a heart-thrilling aura, which came from Han Youzhen.
Lin Xiangyu's gaze seemed to be attracted by a powerful magnet and could no longer be moved away. His Adam's apple could not help but roll up and down, and he quietly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Judging from this shape, it is definitely true that “form is emptiness”.
This discovery made Lin Xiangyu shudder instantly.
Han Youzhen keenly noticed the change in Lin Xiangyu's gaze, her face flushed, and she quickly clasped her hands in front of her chest to cover her sensitive parts, and said coquettishly: "Lin Xiangyu, where are you looking at?"
"Second sister, don't get me wrong, I'm just in a hurry to go to the toilet." Lin Xiangyu's voice trembled slightly, and then he ran towards the toilet like a frightened rabbit.
He knew in his heart that the Han Youzhen in the original owner's memory had a deep aversion to men, and had been deliberately distancing herself from him ever since he moved in.
But now my memory is fragmented and I am not clear about the specific situation at home. I really don't want to conflict with her. After all, I am living under someone else's roof now.
Lin Xiangyu walked into the bathroom, slammed the door shut, and leaned against it, his heart still beating hard. Han Youzhen stood there, biting her lips, her pretty face flushed, a hint of complex emotions flashed in her eyes, and I don't know what she was thinking.
When Lin Xiangyu came out of the bathroom, Han Youzhen was no longer in the living room.
He turned off the lights in the living room and returned to his room with the weak light from his phone. Perhaps it was the fatigue brought by the time travel, as soon as he touched the bed, he fell into a deep sleep as if he was stuck in a quagmire.
The next morning, the sunlight shone into Lin Xiangyu's room through the light blue curtains that could not completely block out the light.
"Lin Xiangyu, get up and eat! What time is it? Why are you still sleeping?"
"Why did you get up so late today? Hey! Hurry up and get up."
In a daze, Lin Xiangyu felt something soft and fleshy rubbing gently on his face, moving from time to time.
He slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a pair of tender feet with a hint of pink in the whiteness, stepping on his face wantonly, and even almost reaching into his mouth.
The owner of the tender feet is a young girl with a body that is astonishingly hot, with a curvy figure and tight skin. A pair of denim shorts shows off her body advantages to the fullest.
As soon as Lin Xiangyu's eyes touched her face, the related memories flooded into his mind like a tide.
The young beauty in front of him was called Pei Yilin. She was the third daughter of the family. She was the same age as him, but her birthday was slightly later than his.
However, she never regarded Lin Xiangyu as her brother and often bullied him.
After Lin Xiangyu integrated the memories, his gaze uncontrollably looked up along Pei Yilin's big white legs, his eyes full of curiosity and expectation.
At this time, a charming woman's voice came from the door: "Yilin! What are you doing? How can you step on Xiangyu's face with your foot?"
Hearing this scolding, Pei Yilin immediately took her feet away from Lin Xiangyu's face like a child who had done something wrong, and her originally smug expression disappeared without a trace in an instant.
This made Lin Xiangyu feel a little disappointed. From that angle just now, if Pei Yilin had moved a little more, he would have been able to feast his eyes and see an even more exciting scenery.
Pei Yilin lowered her head, pouted her lips, and walked out of the room reluctantly.
Lin Xiangyu raised his head and looked towards the door, only to see a woman standing there in silk pajamas. The pajamas were thin and soft, fitting her body, outlining a figure that was even more provocative than Pei Yilin's.
Compared to Pei Yilin's youthful beauty, the woman exudes a mature and intellectual charm, and her every move reveals a unique charm.
As soon as Lin Xiangyu's eyes fell on the woman's face, the related memories instantly emerged.
The woman's name was Min Eun-jeong. She was the mistress of the family, his aunt, and the adoptive mother of Han Youzhen and Pei Yilin.
When Min Enjing saw Lin Xiangyu looking over, a gentle smile appeared on her face, and she said softly: "Xiangyu, it's time to get up and eat. Don't be late for school later."
"Okay, Aunt Eunjeong, I'll get up right away." Lin Xiangyu quickly sat up and responded.
Min Enjing smiled gently again and said, "Auntie will go down first, you should come down and eat quickly."
After saying that, she turned around and walked downstairs with graceful steps.
Lin Xiangyu sat on the bed, stretched, and then got out of bed. As soon as he landed, he was surprised to find that he was naked.
He was stunned for a moment, then quickly lifted the quilt to see if he had taken it off while sleeping.
But the bed was empty, there was nothing on it.
Lin Xiangyu frowned, his heart full of doubts: "What happened last night? Who sneaked into my bedroom after I fell asleep?"
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