“Ah~~ Mmm… it’s… kinda tasty.”
“Ehehe, Sister, if it’s good, have a bit more. Here, open wide~”
“Ah~~”
All of a sudden, Ye Zhibai found herself in the middle of something she’d only dreamed about in her past life—being fed by a beautiful girl!
Ye Zhiyun held a steaming bowl of nutritious oatmeal porridge. Before every spoonful reached Ye Zhibai’s cherry-small lips, she would blow on it oh-so-carefully, cooling it down with the utmost patience.
It was incredibly thoughtful!
The maids had already withdrawn from the room. Once they confirmed that Ye Zhibai’s body was out of danger, they no longer needed to linger and disturb the sisters’ reunion.
As her body grew lighter and more comfortable, Ye Zhibai could clearly feel her strength returning.
And right along with her recovery came a fierce hunger in her belly! Along with an increasingly unbearable thirst.
It felt like she hadn’t had a drop to drink in ages, her throat desperately craving the soothing rush of water.
The porridge was still too dry, not nearly enough liquid.
So, even though there were so many questions she wanted to ask, what Ye Zhibai wanted to say most right now was to ask for a sip of water.
Her voice was still weak, but much clearer than before.
“Um… is there any water…? I’m thirsty.”
“Ah, just a sec, Sister! I’ll get some right away!”
Ever since earlier, this Ye Family’s Second Miss had been eagerly fulfilling every one of Ye Zhibai’s requests.
Ye Zhibai still couldn’t figure out why she was being so good to her… but the feeling warmed her heart all the same.
In her previous life… no one had ever taken care of her like this.
It was always cold stares, scoldings, or outright disdain because of her background. It was truly—
No, stop! Thinking about this is just dragging me down again!
Ye Zhibai patted her soft cheeks, shoving those painful memories aside for now.
This wasn’t her old life anymore… Instead of wallowing in self-pity, she should think about how to move forward.
How to live on… as a girl?
Just the thought of that brought a pallor to Ye Zhibai’s stern little face.
Damn it… If I ever see that Light Orb again, I’ll stomp on it hard! No, twice as hard!
Well… though the chances of that were probably slim to none, right?
“Water’s here! Sorry, Sister, this is the only kind I could find on short notice—Thousand-Year Mountain mineral water. Think you can drink it?”
“There’s water… Hiss!”
Ye Zhibai stared at the exquisite little bottle of mineral water in Ye Zhiyun’s hand.
She could instantly feel the power of money!
Wasn’t that the king of bottled waters—Thousand-Year Mountain?!
Not necessarily the most expensive, but absolutely something she’d only been able to dream of in her past life, way out of her league. Her personal god-tier mineral water!
So luxurious!
Ye Zhibai shakily took the bottle and clutched it to her chest, unable to let go for a long time.
Thousand-Year Mountain… I’ve finally got you.
Ye Zhiyun looked down at her sister hugging the water bottle like it was a lifeline, and her nose tingled again.
Sister just woke up… she must still be a bit out of it.
She probably thinks the bottle is me and that’s why she’s holding on so tight… Hehe, ehehehe.
But Sister, if you’re thirsty, you should drink it, okay?
“Sister, how about a little water?”
What?
Open the cap?!
This wasn’t just for looking at? Drinking it would mean it’s gone!
She was just thinking that when, from outside the door, the maid on guard duty gently pushed in a crate.
“Second Miss, the rest are here. Need more?”
“That’s fine, just leave it there. This’ll be enough.”
“Understood.”
The maid placed the crate in the room and quietly shut the door behind her as she left.
What was in that crate?
Ye Zhibai craned her neck slightly to peek.
Holy crap.
A whole crate of Thousand-Year Mountain!
She glanced down at the single sad little bottle in her arms and swallowed hard.
So thirsty.
Fine… life was all about compromise, every moment of every day.
Like how thirst meant you had to drink—that was just common sense.
She placed her soft palm on the bottle cap.
Old habits from her past life as a boy made Ye Zhibai think twisting off a bottle cap would be a piece of cake. No problem.
But—
“Huh?!”
She twisted a few times.
The cap didn’t budge an inch.
No way…
Girls can’t twist off bottle caps? Wasn’t that just an urban legend?!
Or was this body really that weak?
Just then, while Ye Zhibai was struggling with the cap, Ye Zhiyun had gone to the door to grab another bottle and missed seeing her sister’s frantic, frustrated attempts.
Ye Zhibai gave it a few more desperate twists. All she got for her efforts was sore hands, while the Thousand-Year Mountain stood firm like an actual mountain!
“…”
Ye Zhiyun was already heading back.
This was bad.
Really bad!
Even as a girl now, Ye Zhibai still had some pride from her boy days. She didn’t want to be seen struggling with a bottle cap in front of a girl—especially her sister from this life!
But…
She was so thirsty. Really, really thirsty.
She was parched enough already, and now watching the clear water slosh around inside was pure torture.
She couldn’t take it anymore.
Ye Zhiyun sat back down in the chair by the bed, holding her own bottle.
The moment she did, a bottle was thrust right in her face.
Ye Zhibai extended her arm, offering the pristine bottle to Ye Zhiyun. Her eyes darted away, avoiding direct contact.
I can’t even open the cap myself—how could I look her in the eye?! Do I even have the face?!
Ye Zhibai spoke up.
“You… open it for me.”
“!”
Things just got worse!!
Ye Zhibai had meant to sound polite, like she was asking for help. You had to be courteous when asking a favor.
But in her shame and nerves, desperate to keep it short—and with her voice still a bit unsteady—she’d skipped way too many words!
The way it came out sounded like a straight-up order!
Especially with this body’s icy tone.
Talk about asking for a smackdown!
Ye Zhibai squeezed her eyes shut in agony, bracing for the hit.
But… did she hear a slightly ragged breath…?
That breathing sounded nice, kinda urgent.
When Ye Zhibai cracked her eyes open, though, the sound was gone.
“…”
What the heck.
When she finally looked up again,
Ye Zhiyun’s usually elegant face still held a faint blush.
And in her voice… there was an uncontrollable tremor.
“O-okay! Sister, I’ll… I’ll help you!”
You?
Did she just call me “you” formally?
Before Ye Zhibai could puzzle it out, Ye Zhiyun had carefully taken the bottle from her hand.
With just a little twist, she unscrewed the cap effortlessly. Even so, some water splashed out onto the floor.
Thousand-Year Mountain… such a waste!
By now, the odd flush on Ye Zhiyun’s cheeks had faded.
Ye Zhibai took the bottle back. The sloshing clear water and rippling waves inside made it impossible to hold back her thirst any longer!
Two lifetimes, and she’d never been this parched!
She cupped the bottle in both hands, pressed the rim to her cherry lips, and tilted it up. The cool stream flowed into her mouth with gravity.
Gulp… gulp.
Ye Zhibai could feel her whole body rejoicing, every cell cheering at this long-awaited rain!
Water had never tasted so delicious.
Ye Zhiyun watched and swallowed too. The way Sister drank water… so pretty!
In no time, half the bottle was gone. Ye Zhibai’s current body couldn’t chug a whole one in one go.
Her thirst was much better now, and she started to lower the bottle from her lips.
But her grip slipped, her body not quite coordinated yet, and the bottle tumbled from her hands.
“Ah—!”
“Sister!”
Splash!!
In an instant, water poured from the upturned mouth. Ye Zhibai felt a chill soak straight through her!
Her sleepshirt and pants… totally drenched.
The empty bottle rolled off the bed edge, spun twice on the floor, and stopped.
Ye Zhibai looked down at her sleepshirt.
The wet fabric clung tightly to her body. On her belly and thighs, faint hints of skin tone showed through—the natural, delicate shade.
Mmm… but it felt sticky… not comfy.
Sorry, Thousand-Year Mountain… I really didn’t mean to waste you.
Why hadn’t Ye Zhiyun said anything since then?
Ye Zhibai didn’t dare look up. She figured this clumsy mistake must have pissed her off.
But at least she needed a towel or something.
Ye Zhibai was about to speak up.
When suddenly, Ye Zhiyun’s hands grabbed the hem of her shirt at the belly!
The cool, wet fabric peeled away from her skin, fully exposing her snow-white little tummy!
Along with Ye Zhiyun’s voice—equal parts excitement and worry—ringing in her ears.
“Don’t move, Sister! Careful, you might catch a chill. I… I-I-I! I’ll clean you up right now!”
Huh?
Was she imagining it?
Why did Ye Zhibai get the feeling…
that Ye Zhiyun was super excited right now?!
