Chapter 72

The young girl in white observed the situation and wanted to slip into the room. How could she not go along with the little girl's words? She nodded slightly with a bit of shyness, thus tacitly acknowledging her relationship as a couple with San Pang.

To her surprise, she had guessed correctly. The little girl was somewhat astonished, her small mouth agape, and then she kicked the uncle lying by the door, scolding, "Sure enough, you're a flirtatious uncle."

With the help of the young girl in white, it was much easier for the two to drag Liu Meng into the room, though it was still quite a struggle. They finally managed to put him on the bed in the guest room. The soft light from outside shone into the guest room, and the young girl in white carefully drew the curtains.

The little girl, exhausted, panted delicately and quickly took a shower. A moment later, with a rosy face and wet hair, she jumped onto the sofa in the living room in a pink pajama set to watch TV.

The young girl in white just sat beside her, saying nothing, very composed.

"If you want water, get it yourself. I won't serve you," the little girl said to the young girl in white, swinging her two slender legs, her toes moving nimbly.

The young girl in white just hummed in response. The two sat like this, unsure of the situation, afraid of saying the wrong thing and arousing the little girl's suspicion. She spoke very little, feeling somewhat uneasy.

The little girl's beautiful eyes darted around. Sitting at home with a strange older sister, she also felt somewhat uncomfortable. They sat in silence, feeling quite awkward. After a while, she said, "Hey, big sister, why don't you take a shower? You can wear my mom's pajamas."

The young girl in white responded like a puppet, saying, "Thank you, no need. I brought my own pajamas. Don't worry about me. Go to sleep if you're tired."

The young girl in white was puzzled. How could there only be San Pang and a little girl in this house? The little girl seemed to call San Pang "uncle," so she must be his niece? But if she was pretending to be San Pang's girlfriend, why did the little girl call her "sister"? What was their relationship?

Sitting together, she was always afraid of saying the wrong thing and arousing the suspicion of this cunning little girl. Feeling at a loss, she decided to take a shower.

The water cascaded down, the temperature just right, the gentle droplets spraying on the young girl's perfect body, her figure well-proportioned, her waist slender. She gently massaged her ample chest, deep in thought about what to do next.

She had finally met San Pang in person, who was much younger than she had imagined. In her view, the author of "Return to Ming" should be at least 30 years old, but he looked about her age, or even younger.

Now, the hunter was close to the prey. The next step was to figure out how to capture it!

For a moment, she had no clear plan. The young girl, who usually enjoyed long showers, lost her usual habit. When writing, she loved to shower, as many of her creative ideas came during this time, and she felt her mind was more active.

After a quick shower, she put on her pajamas and returned to the living room.

Zhou Shiyuan was watching TV. Seeing the beautiful sister come out, she glanced at her and then turned to look again. The beautiful sister was wearing a blue silk nightgown, her shoulders exposed, white and rosy, with a clear and alluring collarbone.

Below the collarbone, her unconfined upper body, the faintly visible curves, even the little girl felt her face flush and her heart race. She secretly glanced at herself, feeling quite discouraged. Her face drooped, and she couldn't help but admire, "What a graceful and beautiful sister. How could she be the uncle's girlfriend?"

"Little sister, are you hungry? Would you like me to make something for you to eat?" The young girl, after her shower, became more proactive, trying to build a relationship with the little girl.

"Call me Shiyuan. I'm almost eleven, not a little sister anymore," the little girl thought for a moment. After the effort of dragging the uncle into the room, she was indeed a bit hungry. "Then, big sister, could you make something simple? The ingredients are in the fridge, I don't know what's in there."

The young girl rummaged through the fridge and found tomatoes, lettuce, and udon noodles. Soon, a bowl of udon noodles with a perfect combination of color, aroma, and taste was served. The little girl, smelling the aroma, was eager to eat. After a while, she realized there was only one bowl, and only she was eating, feeling a bit embarrassed. "Big sister, why did you only make one bowl? Aren't you hungry?"

The young girl smiled, happy to see the little girl enjoying her meal. "I had a big dinner, I'm not hungry. Eat up."

The little girl nodded and continued eating.

Despite her young age, she was easily won over. The young girl, through skillful conversation, learned a lot of useful information: San Pang, whose real name was Liu Meng, was a freshman at Ice City University of Technology, the little girl's tutor, and his hometown was unknown...

Feeling more confident, a smile crept onto her lips, her eyes shining, looking like a cunning little fox.

Zhou Shiyuan yawned, checking the time. It was already eleven. Normally, she would have been asleep by now, and she was indeed tired. "Big sister, I'm going to sleep. I have school early tomorrow. You should go to bed early too."

"Okay, go to sleep early. I... I'll watch some more TV," the young girl said, slightly nervous. She was also tired, but where would she sleep?

"Hehe, don't be shy. Just pretend I'm not here," the little girl glanced at the guest room where Liu Meng was sleeping, with a mischievous look.

The young girl's face flushed, feeling somewhat embarrassed and annoyed, being teased by a little girl. If not for her ulterior motives, she would never have acted this way.

"Maybe I can sleep with you, Shiyuan. I really like you."

"No, that's not a good idea. My bed is too small, and I'm a restless sleeper. Goodnight," the little girl said, slipping into her room. She didn't go to sleep immediately but pressed her ear against the door, listening to the living room.

After a while, hearing no movement, she found it boring and went to bed.

After the little girl left, the young girl sat on the sofa, feeling drowsy. She was indeed tired, but she dared not go to the guest room. How could she share a room with a strange boy?

Even though he was the prey she had been seeking!

Ding dong...

The clock in the living room had struck one. The young girl, propping her chin on her hand, dozed off on the sofa, her head occasionally drooping.

Creak, the little girl came out of her room, groggily going to the bathroom. Seeing someone in the living room, she screamed, startling the young girl, who sat up straight. The little girl rubbed her eyes, surprised. "Big sister, why are you still sitting here?"

"I'm not sleepy yet," the young girl said, feeling nervous.

After using the bathroom, the little girl dragged the young girl to the guest room, pushing her in with a mischievous smile. "Don't be shy. Get some rest. Besides, the uncle might need water at night, and you can help him. Hehe, I'm already asleep, so I won't know anything."

The young girl had no choice but to stay in the guest room, not daring to turn on the light, afraid of waking Liu Meng and causing an awkward situation. In the darkness, she was tense, her heart pounding, and she found a chair by the bed to sit on.

She was indeed tired, and after a while, she couldn't resist and fell asleep on the bed.

After a long time, feeling her arm numb, the young girl, half-asleep, climbed onto the bed.

In the morning, the little girl woke up on time, feeling refreshed and singing happily while brushing her teeth and washing her face.

Before leaving, she checked the guest room. The door was still closed, and she pouted. "Boyfriends and girlfriends should sleep together, right? Oh, will I have to do this when I have a boyfriend? Wow, so embarrassing!"

She put on her backpack and skipped out, the handsome young man who had brought her back waiting outside. Seeing her, he happily greeted her.

The curtains in the guest room were drawn, and it was still dark inside. Liu Meng felt his mouth was dry and his head was dizzy, unsure if it was from the alcohol or from sleeping too long.

After holding it in all night, he desperately needed to use the bathroom. As he tried to get up, he felt something warm and soft hugging his legs, slightly prickly.

He was terrified. What was it? He remembered he should be at the Zhou family's house, right?

As Liu Meng moved his legs, the warm, soft object also moved, almost making him scream. What was it? The Zhou family didn't have any pets like dogs or cats...

The fat boy updates thirteen times a week, once on Saturday. After reading this chapter, you can go to bed, hehe.

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