The Cannon Fodder Turns His Sister Into A Soaring Phoenix-Chapter 149 - How Complicated Is To Dote On Your Little Sister?

"Whew~~"

After returning with Feng Yu Die to their respective bedrooms, Xiao Yunluo was in no mood to take a bath. After entering the door, she went directly to the bedside, and with a small jump, she threw herself on the bed, then rolled around and looked at the ceiling.

She slowly raised her hand and placed it on her forehead, replaying the previous scene of Ye Anping and Pei Lianxue kissing in the corridor in her mind.

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It was already late at night. Even the summer cicadas had disappeared because of the earlier chaos, and the house was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

---"Hiss---Ouch~ It hurts, it hurts..."

Suddenly, Feng Yu Die's whiny voice came through the wall. Xiao Yunluo frowned and immediately scolded her. "Second idiot! I'm sleeping!!"

---"Oh! Sister Xiao, I'm applying medicine... I'm sorry, I won't shout anymore!"

"Huu--"

Xiao Yunluo let out a breath, flung the two small embroidered shoes off her feet, and turned around, hugging the quilt on the bed tightly. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

The soft touch on her chest gradually calmed her down.

And in this calmness, the thought emerged, that maybe she still had a chance.

Xiao Yunluo brought her thick lavender hair in front of her. Just before Ye Anping kissed Pei Lianxue, he had hugged her from behind and had buried his face in her hair, inhaling gently. There was no doubt that Ye Anping was definitely attracted to her at that time.

Otherwise, how could he have made such an intimate gesture?

Xiao Yunluo brought her hair to her nose and sniffed it, trying to find the remaining scent of Ye Anping on her hair, but unfortunately, she had sprayed too much perfume before and couldn't smell it at all.

"If I had known, I wouldn't have worn perfume... Ye Anping said that my natural fragrance smells good, um..."

---"Sister Xiao, do you have any flint?! I've run out of it, lend me some!"

"..."

Xiao Yunluo took a deep breath and shouted, "No! I said I'm sleeping!!!"

---"Oh..."

Xiao Yunluo rolled her eyes at the wall and pursed her lips before burying her face deeply in the quilt and rolling twice on the bed.

"Woo~~~"

Then, she raised her hand slightly, and the storage bag on the bedside table floated into the air. An erotic book with a worn cover flew out of the bag and landed in her hand.

The pages of the book opened with a rustle, and Xiao Yunluo's eyes followed them, turning left and right, and she finally found the picture she was looking for.

In the picture, two little drawn figures hugged, one behind the other, and the annotation said: "The Dog Stands on the Spring River."

It was the same as when Ye Anping hugged her from behind.

She substituted herself and Ye Anping into the picture, arched her body slightly, half-squinted her eyes, looking a little intoxicated, and finally closed her eyes slowly.

--A gushing spring protrudes from the top of the mountain, falling and becoming a flying stream.

"Ah..."

---"Sister Xiao, what are you doing? What's that noise? Are you injured? Do you want me to come over and help?"

Feng Yu Die's voice from the next-door room was like a stone falling into the eye of her spring, sending the water back into the ground.

Xiao Yunluo snapped her eyes open, her left eye twitching. Unable to hold back, she raised her hand and summoned her sword from the storage bag.

Roar--

The sword violently pierced the wall and got stuck between the bricks, but the tip still reached Feng Yu Die's bedroom.

-- "Yikes~~"

"Tsk..."

Xiao Yunluo smacked her tongue. Her fantasy was completely ruined by that second idiot, and she was in no mood to think about it anymore. She put the book back into the storage bag, then turned over on the bed, looked at the ceiling, and cursed in a low voice. "Ye Anping... why are you so annoying? I hate you. I hate you so much."

After a while, drowsiness came over her. Her eyes slowly closed, and she entered the dreamland.

...

Meanwhile, Ye Anping slowly opened his eyes, looked around in confusion, and realized that he had returned to Jiang Mansion's bedroom. He still had no sense of reality, but after seeing the dark clothes he was wearing, he gradually recalled what had happened before.

"Phew--"

Ye Anping exhaled lightly and suddenly felt a movement under the covers.

Whoosh--

He looked down and saw that his sister, who was now burying her face in his chest, seemed to have noticed that he was awake and poked her little head out from under the quilt.