"It's okay, sister. I need to wake myself up, to wake myself up from those filthy thoughts I have about you. After all, you've been so good to me, and yet..."
Chi Musheng sincerely grasped Cui Yuling's wrist, his eyes glistening with a watery light, full of regret.
Sometimes, he would really fantasize about lying in Cui Yuling's warm embrace. Even if it was like a moth drawn to a flame, it would be better than just feeling the lingering warmth from afar.
He liked to lie, but this was the only thing he was serious about, a way of shattering his illusions.
A ray of light shines in the darkness; all he needs to do is enjoy that moment of warmth, rather than fantasize about holding onto that light.
The cold darkness makes people yearn for light, but little do they know that light is a poison to darkness.
"But what if my sister is the one who has the idea first?"
Cui Yuling was completely unaware of which of Chi Musheng's words were true and which were false, because she felt the most sincere emotional fluctuations from Chi Musheng.
This emotional fluctuation couldn't be faked; Chi Musheng, standing before her, must have a lot on her mind.
Why is it that you're never willing to confront her directly?
Or is it that she truly can't enter your heart, Chi Musheng?
"But I can't. My sister is so good to me, how can I not? So, once she calls me 'sister,' she'll always be my sister. Otherwise, my conscience will torment me."
Chi Musheng's eyes were blurry with tears, his true feelings were revealed, and even the hand holding Cui Yuling was trembling.
As you can see, Cui Yuling's face almost turned black. That brat, he really knows how to find excuses, finding one that left her no room to be angry before rejecting her.
That's how things have come to this.
Enough, enough. A forced marriage may quench thirst, but it can't last.
"Fine, call me 'sister' then," Cui Yuling said helplessly, pulling at Chi Musheng's cheeks.
You want to call me "older sister"? Well, I'll let you call me that all you want. Can't I kiss you? Can't I at least play with you?
"Sister" Chi Musheng readily agreed.
At the same time, he was secretly pleased, thinking that he seemed to have the upper hand this time.
"Okay, little brother, be a good boy and give your sister a leg massage. She's been very tired these past few days."
Cui Yuling patted Chi Musheng's head, put her legs on Chi Musheng's lap, leaned back lazily in the chair, rested her face against her palm, and looked at the person in front of her with amusement.
If she were Xiao Rongrong, she might have been fooled by your words, but unfortunately she isn't.
Chi Musheng's face stiffened. Oh no, she had been too happy too soon.
He had put a chastity belt on himself, so that Cui Yuling could no longer make those kinds of demands, but at the same time, the other party could also make him do some things without restraint.
If he refuses, the other person will say, "I'm your sister, do you have ulterior motives?"
Okay, once you can't help but admit it, you'll be completely devoured, leaving not a trace.
Without realizing it, he seemed to have created a top-notch open scheme for himself, and then jumped into it. He didn't even need the other party to dig a pit; he dug it himself and jumped in.
"What's wrong, little brother? Can't you even do something this simple for your older sister?"
Chi Musheng glanced at her, her long, straight, and beautiful legs, and against his own will, he said something he himself loathed.
"No, sister, my hands are all sweaty, I'm afraid I'll get your legs dirty."
What's with the pretense of being high-minded and proper? He clearly just wants to touch her.
Normally, Tu Shan Rongrong is too delicate to touch, and Tu Shan Honghong is too timid for her. How could a normal person dare to touch her?
You might have the life to touch it, but not the life to feel it. The moment your hand touches it, a fist will land on your forehead, everything will go black, and congratulations, your current instance is over, ending your painful and humble life.
"It's alright, little brother. The sweat on your hands is all for your sister, how could your sister dislike it?"
Cui Yuling took a sip of tea and observed Chi Musheng calmly and patiently.
My dear brother, given this situation, what choice do you have?
She is not only a master of medicine among the demon race, but also the Jade Spirit Emperor, who stands at the pinnacle of the demon race's literary world. How could you mortals possibly contend with her? Feel the Emperor's oppressive aura, little brother.
"I'm glad you don't mind, sister."
Chi Musheng took a deep breath and silently recited the Heart-Cleansing Mantra: "If the heavens freeze me, my Dao heart will not be destroyed."
He placed his sinful hand on it and began to massage.
It's proper, literally, pressing and massaging.
What a devil! She's always trying to find ways to torment him. Is there any difference between this and putting a roasted chicken leg in front of Tu Shan Ya Ya's mouth but not letting her eat it?
How cruel! It's both enjoyable and torturous.
Cui Yuling smiled, pretending not to like her sister's legs even though she clearly liked them.
So what exactly is in your heart, Chi Musheng?
“Little brother, is there anything you want? I’ll give it to you,” Cui Yuling asked.
She's the kind of person who spends money whether she's in a good mood or a bad mood. In short, she's rich and willful, but she can't stand not spending money.
She was willing to spend money on her younger brother, since she really didn't lack that amount of money.
"No, sister. I think if you want something, you have to work for it yourself. What others give you is ultimately not yours, even if that person is your family."
Chi Musheng shook his head. The contract was almost over. Once he had enough money, there was no point in asking for anything else; they were all just material possessions anyway.
Besides, the saying goes, "He who eats another's food is bound to him; he who takes another's money is obligated to him; he who does no favors should not accept them without merit"—this principle will always hold true.
"In the end, it was my mistake that I misplaced my affections. My brother still didn't treat me like a sister," Cui Yuling said, clutching her chest with heartache.
Shouldn't an older sister give things to her younger brother? Of course, the word "brother" should be added before "brother." If they are blood relatives, then pretend she didn't say anything. Let her go wherever she wants to die, as long as she doesn't die in front of you.
Chi Musheng said with a smile.
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