Chapter 8: About Kissing
Mingyan was about to ask about why a Human King Physique couldn’t become a Great Emperor when he noticed Wang Qingchu looking at him.
“Yan’er, do you think we’re real siblings?” She held his hand, their fingers intertwined, her eyes filled with a melancholic gaze, her tone slightly different from usual.
Why was she asking this? Wasn’t it she who had established their sibling relationship?
But their relationship was indeed strange.
They were both formed from blood, not born from a ten-month pregnancy…
So, even though they shared the same blood, they weren’t truly siblings.
But her feelings for him weren’t fake.
“Even if… we’re not real siblings, in my heart, you’re still my sister,” he said.
Since she saw him as a brother, he would naturally reciprocate and see her as a sister. Although he couldn’t treat her exactly as she treated him—after all, she was so powerful, and there was so little he could do for her—he would do his best to repay her.
“I’ve been thinking about this recently. I always feel that our sibling relationship isn’t a real one, and it makes me feel that we’ll be separated one day.” Her voice was filled with a deep affection, and she sighed softly. “I don’t like this feeling.”
He shook his head. “You’re overthinking, Sister.”
“Am I? I hope so.” She turned and looked at him, smiling. She was especially beautiful when she smiled, the lotus on her forehead blooming without reservation. He realized that when one was as beautiful as his sister, his master, Aunt Ning, and Huang Junru, it was difficult to compare.
He was captivated, but then he noticed her beautiful face getting closer, until her warm lips touched his. He finally came back to his senses, looking at her with surprise, and pulled back slightly.
“Sister?”
“Are you resistant?” Her eyes were melancholic as she looked at him, her voice tinged with a faint disappointment.
“…How could I be? It’s just a kiss…” He shook his head. He touched his lips. Kissing her on the cheek or forehead was fine, but a kiss on the lips… wasn’t that a bit strange?
Even if they were family in a way, but a kiss…
“I just want to be closer to you, Yan’er…” Her eyelids drooped, and her hand, which was intertwined with his, gradually loosened, then slowly pulled away. Her voice was melancholic. “If you’re unwilling, then I won’t do it again…”
Why did she sound so pitiful? Mingyan felt a strange pang in his heart. He looked down and saw her hand pulling away. He was silent for a moment, then took her hand. “I’m not unwilling. It’s just, Sister, isn’t kissing something that only intimate people do?”
“Do you think siblings aren’t intimate, Yan’er?” She looked down at their intertwined hands. This was slightly different from usual. Normally, she was the one who initiated it, but this time, he was the one who had taken her hand.
“…” He opened his mouth, finding he couldn’t refute her. He corrected himself, “That’s not it… Kissing should be something that Dao companions and spouses do… Sister and I…”
“So, you think the relationship between siblings is not as intimate as that of Dao companions and spouses? In your heart, your sister is not as intimate as your future Dao companion, your future wife, right?” She looked up, the lotus on her forehead dimming, as if reflecting her sadness.
“It’s alright. I know that when you have a Dao companion, a wife, you’ll grow distant from me. I’m prepared for that. When you get married, when you have your own family, you probably won’t have much time to spend with your sister. I’ll be alone, find a quiet place, and live by myself…” She sighed softly.
“Sister! You know I don’t think that…” Mingyan was exasperated. She was clearly exaggerating his words. He just thought… a kiss on the lips was a bit inappropriate.
“I didn’t mean that my wife or Dao companion would be more important than you, Sister. I didn’t say that. I just think…”
“Think what? Think it’s not good to kiss your sister?”
He nodded. It made him feel guilty. He liked Ning Feixuan and wanted to pursue her, yet he was kissing another woman, even if that woman was his sister, Wang Qingchu.
But was their relationship truly that of siblings? It was already unorthodox. They weren’t born from their mother’s womb…
He was no longer the naive boy he once was. He now understood the meaning of certain actions.
Although he also had deep feelings for Wang Qingchu, it was definitely different from romantic love.
“Kissing, that’s something only spouses and Dao companions can do, right?”
“Don’t you find it strange, Yan’er? Is your sister not as important to you as your future wife, your future Dao companion?” she asked, cupping his face with her other hand.
“Of course not.”
“Then you can kiss your future wife, your future Dao companion, but not your sister? Why?”
He opened his mouth, but… wait… this question… He had never thought about it before. He only knew that kissing was a behavior with a certain meaning, something that could only be done with a Dao companion or a wife. Probably because if it wasn’t with them, it would seem frivolous.
With a Dao companion or a wife, because of their intimate relationship, it was fine.
Then what his sister said didn’t seem to be a problem, did it? Wasn’t his sister more intimate than them? She wanted to do it, and she wasn’t resistant.
He thought for a moment and suddenly understood. Right, why was he resisting? There seemed to be no reason to resist.
Seeing his expression of sudden realization, Wang Qingchu smiled faintly. “Right? You understand now?”
“It seems… that’s indeed the case…” He nodded doubtfully. What his sister said didn’t seem to be a problem, but…
“Sister, if Ning Feixuan knows I kissed you, will she be angry?” He certainly wouldn’t be able to accept Ning Feixuan doing this with someone else.
“How could she be? I’m your sister, not another woman. If it were another woman, and she liked you, she would definitely be angry. But I’m your sister. She, on the other hand, is the one who’s taking you away from me. She should feel indebted to me. Besides, we’re siblings. She won’t mind if we’re a little intimate.” She blinked, her smile sweet.
“So…” She leaned closer again and kissed his lips.
Her warm lips made him a little dizzy. He felt her being very proactive, even extending her small, fragrant tongue…
Hmm… this shouldn’t be considered a betrayal, right?
What in the hell is that leap of logic