Ye Zhiyun took a remarkably quick shower this time around.
With eager anticipation bubbling in her heart, naturally her shower flew by!
Normally, she could spend half an hour humming tunes under the spray, but today she wrapped things up in just ten minutes!
She coiled her hair up atop her head, wrapped a towel around it, and draped a large bath towel over her body.
Yun’er emerged from the bathroom, her long, fair legs gleaming like fresh snow.
The bathroom door swung open behind her, releasing a hazy mist of steam that wafted into the living room and lent the air a warm, intimate haze.
She resembled a lotus blossom fresh from the water—pure and immaculate, as beautiful as a little fairy.
Yun’er hadn’t hummed a single note during her shower, but now she was humming away merrily.
Right now, she was headed to the bedroom to grab a few playful little toys that would make their night all the more fun!
“Sister! You can hop in the shower now—the water’s perfect. Hurry back to the room once you’re done~ I’ll be waiting for you on the bed! I… Huh? Sister?”
Ye Zhiyun called out as she glanced toward the sofa.
What she saw made her pause: Ye Zhibai’s expression wasn’t its usual captivating shade.
To Yun’er, her sister’s face had always been the picture of allure.
Icy and aloof, piercing straight to the soul.
It didn’t look much different now.
Yet Yun’er could pick up on subtle shifts lurking beneath that unchanging surface!
She got the distinct feeling… that her sister was upset?
—Oh no!
Ye Zhiyun’s gut twisted with instinctive alarm!
Had she been too headstrong earlier? Could it be Sister just wasn’t in the mood tonight…?
Or perhaps Sister thought the freedom she’d allowed today still fell short?
Wuwu, but Sister, if things got any freer, your beloved Yun’er really would cry herself to death!
As all sorts of suspicions swirled in her mind, Ye Zhiyun padded across the spotless floor on jade feet still beaded with water droplets. She plopped down on the small sofa beside the main one where Ye Zhibai sat.
She even threw in a playful backward recline for good measure!
This was her way of trying to perk up Ye Zhibai’s spirits through sheer enthusiasm.
But… Yun’er was only wrapped in a bath towel!
That sudden flop and lean gave Ye Zhibai a perfect side-angle view straight down into an endless vista of spring scenery amid sparse woodland.
Stay calm.
Pretend I never looked.
By the time Ye Zhibai had slowly turned her head away, Ye Zhiyun finally caught on and clamped her legs together.
Not that it mattered~ Yun’er never held any defenses against Sister anyway.
Even noticing that gaze, she wouldn’t dream of complaining.
If anything, it thrilled her!!
None of that mattered right now, though.
Anxious, she reached out and pinched at the hem of Ye Zhibai’s clothes with her fingers, her voice tentative.
“Sister…? What’s wrong? You seem kind of unhappy.”
“Can you tell?”
“Not really obvious… but that’s the vibe I’m getting.”
Then your instincts are spot on.
Ye Zhibai nodded.
She fell silent for the next ten seconds or so.
That quiet, though, only ratcheted up Yun’er’s tension.
Had she… really done something wrong after all?! That couldn’t be!
Not at all.
Ye Zhibai had simply paused, struck by a sudden wave of reflection, right before launching into a lecture.
Back when her soul had first entered this body, she never would’ve dreamed of nagging Yun’er about eating dinner properly. She hadn’t earned that right back then.
But over this stretch of time—through daily interactions with Yun’er and their deeper intimacies—
Ye Zhibai had slowly cultivated a genuine sense of familial duty toward her.
That feeling had only intensified with time.
She didn’t need to marshal her words.
The question slipped out naturally, born from heartfelt worry.
“I remember—you promised me, before I headed out to the restaurant, that you’d eat a proper dinner. Right?”
Ye Zhiyun blinked in rapid succession.
Panic flashed in her eyes for a mere microsecond before sharp-witted composure took over!
“I… I ate a full meal! A huge one!”
“And that ‘huge meal’ was compressed biscuits plus a carton of milk?”
“No…! Huh?! Someone ratted me out?!”
Enough.
Talk about confessing without a fight.
Ye Zhibai let out a helpless sigh.
Meanwhile, Yun’er balled her little fists, mentally tallying suspects!
“It has to be the Head Maid! Can you believe it—she broke Maid Corps confidentiality protocol! Just wait till tomorrow; I’ll…!”
“Yun’er.”
“Present!”
Ye Zhiyun snapped straight into a military at-ease stance!
Just like that, the tables turned!
The perpetually reactive Little Zhibai now loomed in command. Even seated while Yun’er stood tall, Ye Zhibai’s aura of authority climbed relentlessly, squeezing the air from Yun’er’s lungs.
Sister’s unchanging expression had caught her off guard—no quick pivot possible! Above all else, that stoic face was the real hurdle.
“Why skip dinner? The honest truth, now.”
“Okay…” Yun’er knew white lies wouldn’t fly here. “I… I wanted to shed a few pounds. The scale showed steady gains for days—terrifying stuff.”
“Gains—care to specify the numbers?”
“Average of 0.12 jin per day, three days straight! Sister, tell me that’s not scary!”
Scary as hell? Please!
I pack on more than that chugging a single water bottle!
That’s squarely in the margin of error!
Plus, I haven’t even tested our home scale yet—turns out it’s dead accurate!
Ye Zhibai found herself momentarily at a loss for words.
She’d heard tales from her past life about women’s weight obsessions, but this level of fixation? Unheard of!
No, wait.
Yun’er wasn’t obsessive at all. If anything, she was the epitome of laid-back in everyday life.
A woman who could helicopter-deliver a phone? Nitpicking was beneath her!
Leaning back on the sofa, Ye Zhibai tilted her head up to meet Yun’er’s anxious gaze head-on and pressed onward.
“So what’s the reason behind this weight loss kick?”
“It’s… because of the weight gain…”
“Weight gain—and?”
“And so I have to lose it!”
You’re trapping us in an endless loop here!
Gentle coaxing—or what passed for it from her icy tone—was getting nowhere.
Ye Zhibai opted for her ace in the hole.
The family-less Ye Zhibai of before had no clue how to handle kin.
But learning was fair game!
Her secret weapon? Picked up recently while net-surfing, from one of those kiddie family comedy cartoons Guang Yu adored.
Kiddie fare? Underestimate it at your peril—effective as heck!
Ye Zhibai smoothed the skirt hem over her lap with one palm, amplifying her imposing vibe!
“Yun’er… You know what happens to disobedient girls who fib, don’t you? Punishment.”
“Please!!”
“……”
Crap. Forgot—this backfires with her.
She’s twisted!
Yun’er’s eyes lit up with raw excitement in a heartbeat, her breathing ragged and heaving once more—”huff puff, huff puff.”
Ye Zhibai felt a genuine chill!
This was family, huh?
Love it!
Emboldened now, Yun’er leaned in closer to Ye Zhibai, breaths coming hot and uneven.
“Hee hee… So how’s Sister gonna punish me? A spanking? Or hair-pulling? Ah… hair-pulling sounds painful… Nah, and Sister couldn’t bring herself to anyway. I’m easy—how about a spanking, just like last time! Getting into position now!”
You’re seriously draping over the sofa arm!
Eager as you are for a whack, there’s gotta be something wrong upstairs!
Uh.
She said… last time?
What “last time”?
When the hell did I spank you?!
Pull your hair? I’d sooner pluck Guang Yu bald!
Still… there Yun’er lay across the sofa cushions, craning her neck with expectant eyes, damp hair clinging to her cheek, little feet kicking idly in the air.
The sight tugged at Ye Zhibai’s heartstrings, just a touch.
In Ye Zhiyun’s gaze burned pure longing—perversion aside, it brimmed with a girl’s innocent yearning.
“Sister, don’t stare like that… I… I’m not actually that twisted! If I am, it’s only ever aimed at you! See? It’s basically just me spoiling you rotten—totally reasonable!”
Well, damn—you’re 99% off-base, but that slim 1% sliver somehow swayed me. Miracle worker.
Still…
—”Twisted only for Sister.”
The idea, laced with emotion, sent ripples deep into Ye Zhibai’s core.
…Getting hard to hold out.
Ye Zhibai was all mouth-no-honesty when it counted.
Mind screaming no, her right hand inched upward anyway, already plotting a feather-light tap.
“Fine, but let’s be clear: one spanking, and you spill the real reason for dieting. Deal?”
“Deal!! I swear on everything—this time it’s the unvarnished truth! When you spank me, Yun’er couldn’t lie if she tried!”
Eager much?
Ah.
If you’d just said that from the start, we’d be done here.
“Then… get ready for a spanking.”
