Suddenly having his thoughts exposed, Dai Linyuan's ears turned slightly red, and he wanted to quickly lower his head and shut that chattering mouth.
However, in just a moment of hesitation, Si Jin turned and trapped him.
Si Jin pressed down on his wrist, looking down at him with a playful yet provocative smile in his eyes: "Ninth Junior Brother, you're not very good at kissing, are you?"
After saying that, he lowered his head and leaned closer to Dai Linyuan with a slight smile: "How about I teach you, senior brother?"
"Senior brother, I... um..."
"Shh—" Perhaps wanting to prove that her status as the "top dominant" was still intact, Si Jin finished kissing Dai Linyuan and deliberately held him back. At the same time, she excitedly stared at the figure slowly approaching the door and whispered a reminder: "Someone's coming."
After saying that, she once again viciously covered Dai Linyuan's lips with hers, and even used her free hand to flip through the self-criticism, picked out a picture, and, amidst the knocking of the disciples outside, used her hair ribbon to tie Dai Linyuan's hands together.
Then, he deliberately made some faint, ambiguous sounds with his kiss, stirring up Dai Linyuan's heart into turmoil.
Ahhh! Dai Linyuan is going crazy. How come he didn't notice in his previous life that his senior brother was so wicked yet so skilled?
"Senior Brother, I need to speak with you. Are you there?"
"Senior brother, I saw your light was on. Did you open the door?"
Immediately afterwards, the wooden door made a faint sound, and only when the door opened a crack did the two quickly separate and sit on either side of the table.
Si Jin pretended to browse through the books on the table, while Dai Linyuan sat on the futon next to him, covering his wrists with his wide sleeves, looking like he was listening attentively.
It seemed that the senior brother was explaining the difficulties in cultivation to the junior brother, and the scene of "tearing each other apart" on the table just now never happened.
Si Jin slightly raised her hand, placed her fist to her lips, coughed lightly, and asked, "What is it?"
Even a simple little gesture made Dai Linyuan's heart leap into his throat, almost jumping out of his throat—why would his senior brother deliberately raise his hand? There were teeth marks on that clearly defined index finger!
Fortunately, they weren't discovered.
The disciple placed an account book in front of Si Jin, his brows furrowed in worry: "Senior Brother, you should go and take a look! That Ruan Mianmian is utterly useless! She's just a waste of air!"
“A few days ago, he took over your purchasing work, but he went down the mountain and bought a lot of things that the sect didn’t need, as well as a lot of defective products of poor quality. He even offended several shops that were on good terms with our sect and wasted a lot of money!”
"This money was all earned by my fellow disciples after they went down the mountain to subdue demons and monsters. How can he squander it like this?!"
Si Jin flipped through the ledger and immediately noticed the discrepancy in the amount of silver. She looked up and asked, "How long have I been in the Scripture Pavilion?"
"It's been half a month, half a month, Senior Brother." Perhaps due to overwhelming emotions, the disciple was even wiping away tears with his clothes as he spoke: "With you gone, each day feels like an eternity!"
"Please, please go out and take a look! Don't let Ruan Mianmian continue to wreak havoc on the sect!"
“Okay.” Si Jin took a step back slightly: “Then I’ll go to the dining hall tomorrow morning and have breakfast.”
Didn't these outer disciples always think that Ruan Mianmian taking them out to eat, drink, and have fun was a way of being good to them?
Weren't you always hoping that Ruan Mianmian would take over the original owner's position?
Si Jin then left them alone for a while, not interfering with anything, to see if they could still hold on. Clearly, some of them were already losing their patience.
Then tomorrow, he'll go out for a stroll, pretending to be lazy, and slap Ruan Mianmian in the face!
After accepting the account book and sending the disciples away, Si Jin stood up and patted Dai Linyuan on the shoulder, "Why did you cover your wrists with your wide sleeves, Ninth Junior Brother?"
"Oh, I forgot." Si Jin sat down next to Dai Linyuan and said in a harsh tone, "Junior Brother's hair ribbon on his wrist is still not untied."
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