The School Beauty Became My Live-in Maid to Pay Off Her Debts-Chapter 236 Drowning

The day was just beginning to dawn when Yan Han was woken up by the heat.

The early summer weather meant it wasn’t necessary to turn on the air conditioner, but not doing so made it somewhat stifling.

Yan Han sat up groggily, like a duck sitting and staring blankly for a few seconds, preparing to turn on the electric fan.

She carefully crawled over from the bed and then ran right into the fan that was lurking at the foot of the bed.

A soft "ouch—" sounded in the bedroom at dawn, as Yan Han clutched her forehead, now fully awake.

Outside the window, a bird chirped twice in sympathy.

Yan Han rubbed her forehead a couple of times and then reached out to pat the electric fan.

The first pat missed, but the second hit the fan cover, making a crisp sound.

Whether the fan was hurt or not was unknown, but it did make her hand a little sore.

Yan Han puffed her cheeks and shook her hand, then cautiously stretched out her toes and gently kicked the fan.

She decided that today the fan would be put in the doghouse, not to be used again.

The fan had bullied her!

Yan Han felt for her phone, pressed and held a certain button, and the phone automatically announced the time: it was now 5:17 in the morning.

She sat like a duck in a daze for a while longer, still feeling hot, Yan Han stretched her body, taking off her nightgown.

Like peeling the outer layers of an onion, revealing pale, tender skin.

She stayed at home every day, and her skin was particularly white, so white it seemed like it could glow in the night.

Casually, she also took off her panties, which had become sticky with sweat and uncomfortable.

Yan Han carefully folded her nightgown and placed it with her panties by the pillow before lying down to continue sleeping.

Drowsily thinking: Brother Shuang should be coming over today, I’ll sleep a little longer before getting up.

This snooze lasted longer than she had anticipated.

Because she had a dream, and it was very easy to dream during a snooze.

Although blind, Yan Han would also have various dreams.

Devoid of vision, her dreams were all kinds of abstract lines and patterns.

In most of her dreams, she would also dream of Brother Shuang, the Brother Shuang she imagined.

The smell of him she remembered, the contours of him she had measured with her hands.

However... even in her dreams, she couldn’t see Brother Shuang’s face clearly.

He was a blurred silhouette, but he held her hand warmly, leading her through a world made up of lines and geometric figures.

Yan Han liked such dreams very much, slept deeply, and wished such dreams could last a bit longer.

But when they arrived at the next crossroads, Brother Shuang let go of her hand.

He could only accompany her so far, and then he left her.

Indeed, he had a much larger and more colorful world, there was no reason to keep holding her hand, walking in such darkness.

After a while, when that blurry silhouette had walked away, Yan Han began to sob softly.

"Brother Shuang... Brother Shuang!"

She reached out to grasp, but there was nothing she could catch.

The world composed of lines and geometric shapes also began to collapse slowly.

Everything sank into darkness, even the abstract lines disappeared completely.

"Brother Shuang..."

Yan Han’s hands were raised high, flailing, like someone drowning calling for help.

Finally, a pair of warm hands grasped hers.

"Xiao Han... I’m here."

Yan Han clung tightly to his hand as if she was being pulled from the abyss.

She finally gasped violently and woke up.

"Brother Shuang..."

Lin Shuang said softly, "I’m here, it’s okay Xiao Han, Brother Shuang is here."

While he spoke, he wasn’t looking at Yan Han at all, but was staring down the electric fan at the foot of the bed.

—His little sister Yan Han wasn’t wearing anything.

Her breathing finally began to stabilize, she reached out her hand, extending it in the direction of Lin Shuang.

Lin Shuang turned his head and proactively nestled his cheek into her palm.

"It’s alright, Xiao Han... I brought you that sheep soup, and also fried an egg for you. Do you want to eat, or sleep a bit more?"

Gradually regaining consciousness, Yan Han felt the warmth and wanted to pretend to be groggy a little longer, just to snuggle up to Brother Shuang.

Then she suddenly remembered something.

She seemed to have taken off her nightdress because of the heat.

Even including her panties.

As soon as Lin Shuang stopped talking, he saw little Sister Yan Han turning red at a visibly fast pace.

Her fair skin quickly tinted a shade of pink.

She randomly grabbed something from beside the pillow and tossed it at Lin Shuang.

"Get out now!"

Lin Shuang was immediately smacked in the face by a soft pair of panties!

What is this! Blinding his eyes!

Yan Han was half a beat slow to realize what she had thrown out.

She pounded on the bedsheets, "Give it back to me!"

Lin Shuang raised his hands in surrender, "I looked away, I didn’t see anything."

He returned the panties to Yan Han and then left the bedroom.

Behind him followed the pillow that Yan Han had thrown.

Although her aim was a bit off and it didn’t hit him, Lin Shuang still added a sound effect of a muffled grunt.

Pretending to be in pain as if he had been hit.

Hey! Don’t just throw things around, even if you didn’t hit me, it’s not good to hit the flowers and plants either!

Lin Shuang prepared the bowls and chopsticks, and after waiting a while, Yan Han came out of the bedroom wearing her nightdress.

Her complexion still looked as tender and pink as blooming cherry blossoms.

She stood at the bedroom door with her hands on her hips, yelling at him, "Come here!" ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

Lin Shuang approached her with a grin, "Let’s make it clear first, don’t hit me, okay!"

This little Xiao Han, just like Wanwan, would really hit him!

Yan Han pursed her lips and lifted her hand halfway into the air, to which Lin Shuang quickly placed his hand underneath.

Then, as expected, she pinched him hard.

She whispered, "Pervert."

Lin Shuang felt a bit wronged, "I really didn’t see anything!"

Okay, maybe there was a fleeting glimpse.

Yan Han pinched even harder, "You still say!"

"I won’t say it! I’ve forgotten it all!"

Lin Shuang winced and led her toward the bathroom, "Go and wash up, the sheep soup is still hot. I also added some flaky meat for you."

Yan Han held onto his hand tightly.

Having had such a nightmare... she only wanted to cling to Brother Shuang now.

Since she had a nightmare, she should be able to be a bit capricious today, right?

Yan Han hesitated for a moment and then shook his hand, "Help me wash up!"

Lin Shuang looked at her in surprise: It seemed like she had a really scary nightmare.

Of course, he was willing to take care of Xiao Han, but he looked down at the hand she was clutching tightly, "I’d be glad to help, so can Xiao Han loosen up a bit first?"

Yan Han gripped even tighter as if fearful he would leave.

"You still have another hand, don’t you!"

Lin Shuang chuckled and gently pinched her wrinkled little nose, "First, call me Brother Shuang."

Yan Han opened her mouth and playfully bit his finger, "Pervert!"

Lin Shuang also took the opportunity to inspect her teeth, "Have your wisdom teeth not been inflamed lately?"

Yan Han, like a reluctant little kitty, bared her teeth, "No!"

So Lin Shuang, still being pulled by one hand, used his other hand to ready the water, squeeze the toothpaste, and prepare to brush her teeth.

As he raised the toothbrush to start, he suddenly felt a weight on his shoulder; Xiao Han leaned against him.

She softly called out to him, "Brother Shuang..."