Chapter 236: So Which Older Sister Does Younger Brother Prefer?
Chapter: Chapter 236, So younger brother… prefers which older sister
“Mister…”
The scene in his memory slowly overlapped with the young man before him.
Luo Cong’an subconsciously spoke, softly calling out.
Chen An nodded slightly, acknowledging her.
He smiled, “Cong’an, give me some time.”
“I think I can handle it.”
This was similar to what he had said to Eileen.
However, it didn’t matter, as long as it worked.
As expected, under Chen An’s gentle persuasion, the woman who had been holding her sword with such ferocity suddenly became a little coy.
She obediently hummed in response.
Seeing this, Chen An’s lips moved silently, slowly forming four words.
Because he was facing away from a certain young girl, she naturally couldn’t see this.
But it was all seen by Luo Cong’an, who’s pupils widened slightly. Her fair cheeks flushed, showing a hint of shyness.
After comforting Luo Cong’an, Chen An turned and slowly walked towards the silent young girl in the white dress.
She lowered her head slightly, making it impossible to discern her expression, and it was unknown what she was thinking.
Chen An was actually a little surprised.
He had expected that his recent intimate actions with Luo Cong’an would be interrupted by Mu Sanniang.
But she hadn’t, instead standing beside them and choosing to observe coldly.
This seemed somewhat out of character for the possessive girl in his memory.
What exactly had caused such a change in Mu Sanniang?
Although Chen An was suspicious, he wouldn’t foolishly ask directly.
He simply walked up to the girl and, for the first time, made genuine eye contact with her.
Mu Sanniang was still as he remembered her, serene and cold, with no expression on her beautiful face.
Compared to Luo Cong’an, the girl’s figure was more slender, lacking the mature woman’s charm. However, her long, slender eyes and crystal-clear, faintly pink lips held a unique allure.
The moment she inherited the legacy of the Lord of the Underworld, her appearance was fixed.
Even though many years had passed, she still perfectly matched the older sister in Chen An’s memory.
But his heart was no longer that of the young boy from years ago.
The word “older sister” got stuck in his throat, making it difficult to speak.
The girl sheathed her sword, her slender white hands hanging by her sides, clearly waiting for him to speak.
Finally, as Chen An hesitated for a long time and was about to speak, he was interrupted by a faint fragrance.
The white skirt fluttered, like a butterfly, gently falling into Chen An’s embrace.
In Mu Sanniang’s eyes, there was never any pretense of modesty.
It was a real, warm sensation, a strong heartbeat.
From within his embrace, her light blue eyes seemed to be misting over.
The girl seemed to realize something, then reached out and carefully lifted the torn clothing, revealing a slender, bleeding gash.
Her face showed the panic of someone who had made a mistake.
“I’m sorry, younger brother…”
This was the first sentence the girl had spoken to him to date.
Not far away, Luo Cong’an, who witnessed everything, was stunned.
Her three-foot long sword reappeared in her hand, and wild spiritual energy instantly surged, but she stopped herself just in time.
If not for Chen An’s comforting words earlier, the situation would have been entirely different.
She couldn’t help but wonder, how difficult was it to repay the romantic debts her Mister had accrued?
Not only were their abilities formidable, but why were they so shameless?
The woman’s elegant figure beneath her robes trembled uncontrollably.
She suddenly regretted not having seized the opportunity when she was alone with him to make things official.
However, perhaps there was still a chance to rectify that…
Luo Cong’an’s thoughts stirred, and she quietly retreated.
Since she had promised to give her Mister time, she wouldn’t rashly interrupt.
However, being forced to stand here and witness the two reconnect was worse than death.
It would be better to take this opportunity to find that big Moth and discuss countermeasures beforehand.
Before a third party appeared, Luo Cong’an’s only thought was how to dismantle that big Moth.
But now, with the girl’s appearance, Luo Cong’an keenly sensed a crisis.
Suddenly, the big Moth didn’t seem so annoying anymore.
She made up her mind and decided to join forces with the big Moth, forming the “Mister Protection Alliance.”
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Whoosh—
The rain poured down.
Silvery threads fell from the sky, yet were blocked by spiritual energy invisible to ordinary people.
Chen An held Mu Sanniang, standing silently in the rain for a long time.
He knew that what the two needed most was not words, but a silent embrace like this.
The girl’s slender shoulders trembled slightly, indicating that her emotions were far from as calm as they appeared on the surface.
“Younger brother, you mustn’t go like this…”
Her voice was weak.
Chen An paused, finding the phrasing incredibly familiar.
It seemed that Mu Sanniang always spoke like this.
He didn’t rush to speak, as the girl’s quiet “lecture” continued.
“You mustn’t leave without saying goodbye, and you mustn’t lie…”
“And you definitely can’t give up on treatment…”
Chen An was somewhat moved by the first two sentences.
But when the girl seriously uttered the word “treatment,” he couldn’t help but cough lightly, interrupting her.
“Cough, cough, Older Sister.”
Mu Sanniang looked up at him.
“What, am I wrong?”
She asked.
Then, without waiting for Chen An’s reply, she counted on her fingers, “And in this life, younger brother can only like Older Sister, and no one else. You already have Sister Mu, and Sister Jiang…”
“Sister Mu on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, Sister Jiang on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays…”
The girl was clearly speaking much more than usual.
Chen An sensed that something was wrong and quickly interrupted, “Wait, who taught you to say these things?”
While the previous words might have been Mu Sanniang’s own, the latter part, as far as Chen An knew, was something his sister would never have come up with herself.
As expected, the next moment, he saw the girl blink.
Paired with her expressionless face, she looked inexplicably cute.
She replied, “Sister Jiang told me to say it.”
The mention of that name brought the image of the bright red figure to Chen An’s mind.
In the third life, Chen An believed he hadn’t wronged Mu Sanniang, but looking back, he truly had wronged her.
Although she had forcefully inserted herself into their relationship through unreasonable means,
precisely because of this, she had given her all to truly enter the young man’s heart.
The past events he had tried to escape, with Mu Sanniang’s arrival, relentlessly surged to the forefront of his mind.
The memories blocked by the system were merely veiled, not truly gone.
And after being guided by Luo Cong’an and Eileen, the veil had almost completely worn off.
Recalling them now felt as vivid as if they were happening all over again.
The young man fell silent.
A cool breeze brushed his face; he had, in his daze, inadvertently dispersed the spiritual energy barrier.
Suddenly, a cold voice came from within his embrace.
“So, younger brother… which older sister do you prefer?”
