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“Why go to the bedroom?” Qin Ren looked up at Yu Yourong. If she had sprained her ankle, shouldn’t she be moving less?
“Someone’s here…”
Idiot brother. Yu Yourong’s face grew hot, and her gaze gestured behind her.
Qin Ren followed her gaze and saw Yu Ling’er shaking her leg while playing a game, the tips of her feet tapping like a dragonfly on water. She was clearly getting beaten in the game to be so anxious.
“Your master is not an outsider.”
Besides, it was just applying some medicine. Did they need to avoid her?
Qin Ren didn’t think so. He reached out again. Yu Yourong straightened her foot and kicked his arm gently, a hint of annoyance in her tone.
“Ge, if you do this again, I’ll…”
“?”
“I won’t let you touch it…”
“…”
Why does that sound so strange…
“Alright, then I’ll help you in.”
Qin Ren compromised. Of course, it wasn’t because he wanted to “touch” Yu Yourong that much, but simply as a good older brother, he was indulging his younger sister’s wishes. He put her arm over his shoulder and wrapped his other arm around her soft waist.
Classmate Yu Yourong’s reverse scale grew slightly warm. She half-leaned against her brother, the clean, soapy scent from his clothes drifting to her nose. She inexplicably liked it.
Actually, this feeling was very normal. After all, physical contact is a direct way to feel intimacy. Yu Yourong didn’t often hug her brother. In total, she had only hugged him twice. She would more or less savor the taste.
…
“Sit down.”
“Mhm.”
The Pixiu had gone to the convenience store to buy Want Want Little Crisps. There were only two people in the bedroom. When Yu Yourong sat down on the edge of the bed, her movements clearly paused for a moment, and a look of discomfort appeared in her eyes. It seemed that the sprain was really not light.
A cultivating snake actually sprained her ankle…
At this moment, Qin Ren still found it both amusing and strange.
He remembered that Yu Yourong had once performed a backbend, touching her head to the ground from behind and even peeking out from between her legs. It wasn’t to say that a flexible body would never get sprained, but it still sounded incredible.
Of course, taking a step back, the fact that a snake had feet was already incredible enough. What was a sprained ankle?
“Which one?”
“The right one…”
Pink, folded-over short cotton socks, clean. It was the first time Yu Yourong had worn them today. They didn’t have the smell of laundry detergent yet, only the freshness of cotton and the faint jasmine fragrance from the girl’s body.
“Tell me if it hurts.”
“Mhm…”
Qin Ren knelt, and through the cotton cloth, he pinched the girl’s soft arch, placing her heel on his knee. His ring and little fingers supported her delicate ankle, while his index and middle fingers probed slightly into the neat edge of the sock, going deeper from the clear ankle.
“Hiss…” Yu Yourong sucked in a breath very softly.
“Does it hurt?”
“No.”
Yu Yourong shook her head, then her face turned slightly red.
“It tickles…”
There was nothing he could do about the tickling. After Qin Ren’s fingers had gone in far enough, he slightly stretched the opening of the sock, and then slowly pulled the cotton sock down, as if unwrapping a piece of art. The girl’s rounded heel was revealed, without a trace of hard callus, pink and lustrous, rosy-white, reminding Qin Ren of the crystal shrimp dumplings in those small steamers.
“Huh? It’s not swollen.”
After pulling it all the way off, Qin Ren casually stuffed the little sock into his pocket, but found that classmate Yu Yourong’s entire foot looked very normal.
“It’s not swollen, it just hurts.”
“Tsk, so unscientific…”
But talking science with the snake clan was unscientific in itself. Qin Ren gently squeezed her ankle.
“Here?”
“A little lower.”
“Alright. I need to rub this medicine in. You’ll have to bear with it.”
As Qin Ren spoke, he twisted open the bottle cap. He held her warm little foot in his left hand and, with his right hand, applied the safflower oil to the injured area and slowly rubbed it in. A slightly pungent, special smell filled the air, making Yu Yourong wrinkle her nose.
“Ge, this medicine smells so strange.”
“It’s fine. It’ll dissipate after one night. It’ll be fragrant again tomorrow.”
“Well… that’s not necessary…”
What does he mean, fragrant…
Yu Yourong was embarrassed. A girl’s foot is not for eating. It was as if he had tasted it…
…
Yu Yourong’s little foot was less than a handful for Qin Ren. The instep, as smooth as silk, had the color of moonlight. Her well-behaved toes were also neatly pressed together, fair and tender, like little mushrooms that could be eaten in one bite, looking extremely cute.
To be fair, if it weren’t for the smell of the safflower oil masking the original rich and elegant fragrance, a pervert might really be willing to lick her fragrant foot.
But this pervert was definitely not Qin Ren.
Qin Ren was very professional. From the time his little sister had any external injuries, he was the one to handle them. His technique, the dosage of the medicine, and so on, were all very precise, especially when it came to sprained ankles. He was comparable to an old, experienced folk doctor.
But no matter how professional a doctor is, they are not gods.
The process of rubbing safflower oil requires going from light to heavy and then back to light. It’s inevitable that it will hurt in the middle. Classmate Yu Yourong would subconsciously hold back her voice, but her toes would can’t help but curl and move, the soft and springy pads of her toes gently scraping against Qin Ren’s forearm, making Qin Ren feel a strange sensation from time to time.
“You… Yourong.”
“Hm?”
“Cough, I’m a little tired. Let’s change positions. I won’t hold you anymore. You can step on my knee.”
Qin Ren changed his position to avoid not being able to withstand that wonderful sensation and really being turned into a pervert by the girls at home.
“Like this?”
“Right.”
However, as the saying goes, “clumsiness comes from the feet.”
Qin Ren’s intentions were good, his attitude pure. But he had forgotten how slippery classmate Yu Yourong’s skin was, and he had also forgotten that he was wearing shorts. So at first, her little foot was obediently stepping on his knee, but as he rubbed, it unknowingly and slowly slid down. By the time Qin Ren noticed, it seemed to be about to drill into the leg of his shorts.
But Yu Yourong hadn’t noticed this.
She was quietly watching her brother apply medicine to her, slightly dazed, a light blush on her face. For some reason, scenes of Ip Man and his wife’s mutual support from the movie kept appearing in her mind, and then something soft would well up in her heart, light and very comfortable.
…
However, she wasn’t the only one who was comfortable. Qin Ren was too.
Logically speaking, the feeling of a warm and moist, beautiful girlish foot sliding directly past his leg was definitely much harder to bear than before.
Especially when her toes started to move again, what was stimulated was no longer his forearm, but the itchy flesh near the root of his leg. In addition, the visual impact of her long, straight legs under the denim shorts made Qin Ren’s heart beat a little faster, and his throat felt a little dry. He finally realized the necessity of avoiding Yu Ling’er.
Knock, knock, knock—
“Qin Ren? Are you there, Qin Ren?”
Speak of Cao Cao, and Su Yu arrives.
Just as Qin Ren was getting a little dazed by classmate Yu Yourong’s unintentional light steps and slow treading, a knock came from the bedroom door.
“I’m here!” Qin Ren’s faintly agitated heart calmed down.
“Qin Ren, I want to… eh?”
Hearing this, Yu Ling’er opened the door a crack. Besides Qin Ren, she suddenly also saw her disciple, who was still immersed in happiness.
“What’s wrong, Master Yu?”
“Ah… no! Nothing!”
Yu Ling’er didn’t even wait for her disciple to look at her before she closed the door and slipped away.
…
She had originally finished her game and found that her disciple was not on the sofa, so she went to ask Qin Ren, and at the same time, have Qin Ren play a round for her to learn.
But the moment she opened the door, no matter what Yu Yourong and Qin Ren were doing, Yu Ling’er quickly realized that the two of them were alone, and she immediately thought of her previous idea of “promoting” her disciple.
What does “promoting” mean?
In a situation where the two of them were alone like this, Yu Ling’er not disturbing them was a kind of “promoting.”
Even a mosquito is meat. The details determine success or failure.
So Yu Ling’er waited until the two of them came out on their own before she found Qin Ren again and asked him to help her get her first win, and at the same time, she winked at Yu Yourong.
“?”
Of course, Yu Yourong didn’t get her master’s meaning. She just thought that her master had played games until her eyes went bad.
But…
Given that she had just spent a small, happy moment with her brother, Yu Yourong’s heart was balanced regarding Yu Ling’er and Qin Ren’s interactions these past few days.
It’s just a game. Master has always been like that. It should still be a bit different from the “flirting” Luo Yao was talking about…
When good things happen, one’s spirits are high. Yu Yourong, who had temporarily figured things out, also rarely picked up Tuantuan and petted her for a while, only putting her down after her throat started to purr.
On the other side, Qin Ren, at the computer, also performed for Yu Ling’er as requested.
“Master Yu, for the first win, I won’t play against bots. I’ll play a match for you to see.”
“Okay, okay.”
Yu Ling’er sat beside him like a good student and asked all sorts of questions while Qin Ren was fighting.
“Qin Ren, someone said you’re ‘nt.’ What does that mean?”
“NT means ‘ni tiān,’ heaven-defying. My teammate is praising me for being amazing.”
Qin Ren’s face was calm, his heart steady.
“I see.”
Yu Ling’er had learned Pinyin and, after a moment of thought, had an epiphany.
“Then what about ‘sb’?”
“That’s ‘shā bào,’ kill-burst. Also praising me.”
“And ‘fw’?”
“Fā wēi, show of might.”
“rz”
“Ruì zhì, wise.”
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T/N:
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Cao Cao / Su Yu: A reference to the idiom “说曹操，曹操到” (shuō Cáo Cāo, Cáo Cāo dào), which means “speak of Cao Cao, and he appears.” It’s the Chinese equivalent of “speak of the devil.” The author humorously replaces Cao Cao’s name with Su Yu’s.
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NT, SB, FW, RZ: These are all pinyin abbreviations for common insults used in Chinese online gaming.
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NT (nǎo tān): “Brain-dead.” Qin Ren explains it as “nì tiān” (逆天), “heaven-defying.”
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SB (shǎ bī): “Stupid cunt.” Qin Ren explains it as “shā bào” (杀爆), “to kill explosively.”
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FW (fèi wù): “Useless trash.” Qin Ren explains it as “fā wēi” (发威), “to show one’s might.”
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RZ (ruò zhì): “Retard.” Qin Ren explains it as “ruì zhì” (睿智), “wise and farsighted.”
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