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My brother has suffered every day.
It's better to just not see it and not be bothered...
"Don't do that. It's inconvenient for someone to live alone. They need someone to do the cleaning, laundry, and cooking."
"What if I get followed by a pervert? Just thinking about it is terrifying. I need you, sister... *sobs*..."
The aloof and sophisticated woman instantly transforms into a coquettish little girl; her intentions are self-evident.
"What you lack is not me, but a nanny."
Qiao Yu naturally refused.
They won't even let me touch them, won't let me hold their hands, and they expect me to do it for free?
I want to eat fart!
"Besides, the school does not allow students to live off-campus."
"Don't worry, little brother. No matter what, your sister is a big star. She can handle this."
"All the formalities have been completed, so get ready to elope with your sister."
"The old man won't agree; he's determined to make sure I succeed in my studies," Qiao Yu said.
"Don't worry, I've already taken care of things with Dad."
"I do not believe."
Qiao Yu immediately took out his phone and made a call.
After a while, a deep, resonant voice came through the phone.
"Ayu, what's wrong?"
Qiao Yu said bluntly, "Dad, I want to live at school!"
At this moment, the older sister curled her lip, her face full of disdain.
She even pinched him.
"There's no need to live on campus. Didn't your sister buy a house near your school?"
"You should stay with your sister. She's a young woman living alone, and she's quite well-known now. Your mother and I aren't too comfortable with that."
"If you want to live on campus, you can go back and stay for a day or two occasionally to get to know the people."
After the head of the household finished speaking, he hung up the phone without any hesitation.
Qiao Yu could only sigh deeply and wipe away his tears.
Three years have passed in the blink of an eye, and Qiao Yu is now a junior in college.
His older sister, Qiao Jingjing, is three years older than him and is enjoying a bright future in the entertainment industry.
As a breath of fresh air in the entertainment industry, his future is limitless.
Back to the present.
Qiao Yu pushed open the bedroom door.
A faint scent of perfume, mixed with the aroma of alcohol, wafted towards me.
The room was dimly lit, and the curtains were drawn tightly.
The air conditioner was blowing cold air.
The woman lay in bed, not covered by a blanket, but instead holding the blanket in her arms, barely covering her body.
Arms and legs dangling casually.
You can tell from her sleeping posture that this woman is heartless.
Qiao Yu first turned off the air conditioner, then retaliated by pulling open the curtains and opening the windows to let in some fresh air.
The morning breeze, accompanied by sunlight, streamed into the room, bringing in some fresh air.
"Wake up, get up and eat!"
The woman's black curly hair was spread out, and her small face was buried in the quilt.
It let out a soft whimper like a kitten and continued to sleep soundly.
Qiao Yu was speechless.
I was the one who got completely stuffed last night, so why are you sleeping?
He pulled up the blanket and raised his voice:
"Get up!"
But the sound was instantly cut off.
The person on the bed had a curvaceous figure, delicate collarbones, and fair, rounded shoulders.
Even while lying down, she still has a rather imposing chest.
Further down, her waist suddenly narrows.
Her long, slender legs were on full display.
Qiao Yu swore he could play with legs like those for ten years without getting tired of them.
A fair and alluring body was presented before him.
Gulu!
Qiao Yu swallowed hard, completely lacking any self-respect.
Damn it, this woman isn't wearing pajamas...
Qiao Yu couldn't help but stare blankly at her chest.
It wasn't because of the scale; he had always been aware of Qiao Jingjing's major problems.
The reason he was stunned was because Qiao Jingjing was wearing a black lace-trimmed transparent bra.
Looking further down, there was a round, pert bottom, also covered in a black smear, which was surprisingly transparent.
The two of them have been together for so many years, from childhood to adulthood.
Qiao Yu had never seen her wear this style before.
Qiao Jingjing must have been getting ready to get up, then changed out of her pajamas, and then lay down and fell asleep again.
[Ding! Host's physical and mental will detected. Mission issued.]
[Daily Task: Touch Qiao Jingjing's butt for three seconds (100 points for completion, 50 points deducted for failure.)]
[Task deadline: Three minutes.]
"Holy crap, wait, I didn't mean it... I really didn't mean it..."
Qiao Yu felt a sudden surge of panic.
What kind of bizarre system is this?
Does this mean I can't even daydream anymore?
To touch or not to touch?
……
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4 Qiao Jingjing: I never expected you to be this kind of younger brother.
Qiao Yu gritted his teeth and seized upon a loophole.
As long as you touch it, it should count as touching.
Thinking it over, Qiao Yu decisively reached out.
Snapped!
"Get up!"
He shouted loudly and swung his hand out at the same time.
Pretend you're spanking.
As soon as he touched the pert buttocks, he couldn't help but linger silently for seven or eight seconds.
The surface felt soft and yielding to the touch.
Qiao Yu couldn't help but feel distracted.
"what……"
"You pervert, you always take advantage of your sister."
Qiao Jingjing cried out in pain and kicked him.
A pillow was thrown at him, hitting Qiao Yu directly in the face.
At the same time, she hurriedly grabbed the blanket to cover herself, her face turning pale.
But... his expression was as fake as it could possibly be.
"I never expected you to be this kind of brother!"
Qiao Jingjing snorted.
[Ding! Mission failed, 50 points deducted.]
What the hell?
Why did it fail?
I lingered there for quite a while.
Isn't hitting and touching the same thing?
Is this system that demanding?
Aren't they all characters with the "hand" radical?
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