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Young Mistress Yan Liang’s orders were like a death warrant that sent chills down one’s spine. Whoever heard the Young Mistress give an order would involuntarily submit.
Qin Jiang used to be an exception. Full of rebelliousness for Bai Chuchu’s sake, he was the most unwilling to be toyed with by the Young Mistress.
But now—
Qin Jiang’s neck was casually gripped by her. Qin Jiang knew perfectly well the Young Mistress wouldn’t squeeze hard enough to kill him.
But if the misunderstanding couldn’t be resolved, today he would surely suffer some unknown consequence…
“Yanyan, Youwei is just a younger sister to me.”
“Don’t overthink it, okay?”
Qin Jiang tried to explain, but his explanation was hollow and utterly unconvincing.
The Young Mistress loftily raised her chin, and the pressure of her hand unconsciously increased.
“Younger sister?”
“I’ve heard… when a man is interested in a young lady, he first calls her ‘big sister,’ then ‘little sister,’ and finally ‘precious baby~’”
Young Mistress Yan Liang, proud as a deity, her brows and eyes cold like a goddess descended, yet at this moment the look she fixed on Qin Jiang clearly carried a few touches of moving grievance and coquettishness.
The Young Mistress normally wouldn’t act coy.
But when the exalted Young Mistress slightly lowered her eyes in sadness, it became the most heart-stirring form of coyness and vulnerability.
Qin Jiang felt as if something had suddenly squeezed the center of his heart.
For a moment he saw the Young Mistress’s cuteness, and couldn’t help but admire how even her acting spoiled and jealous was special.
He liked her even more.
“Really? Yanyan, where did you hear that nonsense?”
“If I’m interested in you, Yanyan, and want to claim you as mine, wouldn’t I have to call you… big sister first?”
Qin Jiang chuckled lightly. Even with the Young Mistress clamping his neck, there was no real sense that his life was in danger.
The Young Mistress couldn’t bear to hurt him… he was confident in that.
It was only a question of how he would endure the Young Mistress’s anger tonight.
One utterance of “big sister”—gentle and tantalizing.
Qin Jiang only made his voice a little more sensual and it sent a shiver of numb delight through her.
The Young Mistress Yan trembled as she gripped Qin Jiang’s wrist, suddenly loosening her hold a little.
Oh my… Jiang called her “big sister”?
It was only a form of address—so why did she suddenly feel her heart burst with joy?
“Ahem… how could you call me big sister…”
“I’m clearly…an aunt to you…”
The Young Mistress was used to occupying all of Qin Jiang with her identity as his “aunt,” and yet she was stunned when he called her “big sister.”
The older relative identity used to be something Qin Jiang uttered with absolute resistance.
It had once been a barrier by which he rejected Yan Liang.
But he had no idea the Young Mistress never cared for kinship etiquette. Instead, it made Qin Jiang increasingly excited the more he called her that.
Plop.
Qin Jiang suddenly dropped to one knee inside the car. He still looked up at the Young Mistress, but his expression showed no ingratiation—rather, a hint of sickly seduction.
Yan Liang frowned. Hmm?
He was being so obedient?
He had chosen to kneel without hesitation. Not bad.
“Aunt… baby! Don’t be angry anymore, okay?”
“I’ll rub your legs.”
Yan Liang had experienced Qin Jiang’s massage technique before, but she was still wearing stockings now. Qin Jiang had already taken off her high heels and tossed them aside.
He lifted one of the Young Mistress’s legs and placed it on his knee.
The exaggerated movement caused Yan Liang’s already-loosened grip to naturally relax.
“Big Sister, is it comfortable?”
Qin Jiang threw his whole skill into it, massaging the acupuncture points of the Young Mistress’s foot with firm knuckles.
Thanks to wearing high heels, the Young Mistress’s feet inevitably ached.
Under Qin Jiang’s superb massage technique, the Young Mistress’s fatigue was finally relieved.
Still, the Young Mistress was somewhat displeased.
She was jealous!!
How… how was she so easily soothed by Jiang in just a few moves?
That would make her ridiculously easy to appease.
The Young Mistress raised her tsundere chin and pouted without speaking.
She wouldn’t admit it… but it really felt good!!
She refused to let him find her weak spot.
Even though… she had long since been unable to escape Qin Jiang’s palm.
“N… no calling out randomly!”
The tips of the Young Mistress’s ears flushed faintly. Having her toes held in Qin Jiang’s palm brought an inexplicable mix of shame and annoyance.
It was strange, yet it made the Young Mistress’s heart tremble for Qin Jiang.
Was this what it feels like to be cherished in someone’s heart?
Yan Liang felt a little confused.
But she had to admit she really enjoyed this state.
“Big Sister… Big Sister… Big Sister…”
Qin Jiang drew close to the Young Mistress, suddenly lowered his gaze, and lightly kissed the thigh that was exposed to the air after the Young Mistress’s hip-hugging skirt had tightened.
Such an act made Yan Liang’s heart clench.
She liked it so much.
She liked Jiang kissing her.
Kissing any part of her.
As long as it was Jiang, she couldn’t help but go crazy over him.
At this moment, the Young Mistress had completely lost restraint and couldn’t keep up the pretense of wanting Qin Jiang to coax her more deliberately.
She suddenly hooked her arms around Qin Jiang’s neck, leaned down elegantly, and the breathtaking beauty kissed Qin Jiang’s lips.
They kissed wantonly.
They entangled wantonly.
They ravished wantonly!!
Qin Jiang had called her “aunt” in the past because of Bai Chuchu, adding that layer of familial address.
But in reality, Qin Jiang was a few months older than Young Mistress Yan Liang.
In fact, Yan Liang was only twenty years old.
And Qin Jiang was already twenty-one.
Because when his foster parents found him he had hit the back of his head, causing his mind to be somewhat underdeveloped for his age, he actually started school later.
The Qin family always thought he wasn’t as capable as Qin Yun because he hadn’t skipped grades.
They repeatedly bragged in front of him about how impressive Qin Yun’s grade-skipping was.
In truth, no one in the Qin family knew.
When Qin Jiang was taken in by his foster parents as a child, due to cognitive reasons the age at which he started school was delayed by two years.
Later, by his own ability he skipped two grades in a row to reach the academic level that now appeared to match his age.
In fact, his real age was half a year older than the Young Mistress’s.
“…Hmm?”
“Jiang… I remember you’re a bit older than me, so how can you call me big sister?”
“Don’t you know… when someone older is called ‘big sister,’ her thoughts run wild?”
Young Mistress Yan Liang couldn’t help but speak. Her red lips left his, and her scented breath lightly brushed his earlobe.
Qin Jiang paused. Wait, what?
Young Mistress, who taught you this?!!
Qin Jiang felt a little overwhelmed.
His massaging stopped. He saw the Young Mistress’s toes glide across his leg and directly press down on his other knee.
“Jiang… kneel down, I’m begging you for something.”
“Since you’ve already called me big sister, why not let big sister properly teach you how to make me happy?”
“Jiang… as long as you can make me happy, I’ll tell you news about Jiang Youwei.”
“Otherwise, I’ll make her disappear from this world…“
The Young Mistress never made losing bargains.
Qin Jiang had also been spoilt rotten by this Young Mistress.
He had forgotten how ruthless and terrifying the Young Mistress’s nature was!
“Is that so… how wild is big sister?… Hmm?”
“Little brother would very much like to see for himself.”
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