Chapter 217: Punish you to wash my feet later
What responsibility is an older sister’s responsibility?
Chen An was stunned for a moment.
From his perspective, he looked intently.
He saw the dusk dyeing Mu Sanniang’s white skirt with a layer of orange-red.
Her usually cold face seemed to be infected by this orange-red, feeling a bit hot.
“It’s to raise my younger brother, and then marry my younger brother.”
Such a bold statement made the girl’s cheeks blush, and even her fair neck was dyed with an alluring red glow.
But she still said it with a serious expression, word by word, without any hint of joking.
This sudden direct approach caught Chen An off guard.
He parted his lips slightly, opening and closing them without making a sound.
If it were before a certain point in time, he would not have had any reservations and would have immediately given a firm response.
After all, having spent so much time with Mu Sanniang, how could he not know the girl’s feelings?
This was also the reason why he adamantly refused to go further with Jiang Qiuchi back then.
But now, just thinking about that experience with Jiang Qiuchi in the cave mansion inevitably cast a shadow of guilt over his heart.
Everything seemed to trace back to when Dao Xuan Zhenren asked him to climb the mountain to save his sister…
In his haste at the time, Chen An couldn’t manage so many things at once.
That’s why he told Jiang Qiuchi that it was too unfair to her.
Chen An’s thoughts drifted away until Mu Sanniang’s voice sounded again, pulling him back to reality.
He composed himself and saw that the girl’s pale blue eyes had lost all their luster, becoming hollow and lifeless.
She gently stroked Chen An’s face, her voice faint, and said foolishly, “What’s wrong, little brother, are you… unwilling?”
“Is it that I, your sister, haven’t done enough, or is it just because you don’t like me…?”
The force of her stroking unconsciously increased, even distorting his cheeks.
“Really… is that so?”
The girl stared at him intently, her thin lips parting, her speech very slow.
For some reason, meeting those lifeless eyes, Chen An suddenly felt a chill down his spine.
His heart tightened, feeling that if he said the wrong thing now, something extremely terrible would happen.
Even though the girl’s realm before him was clearly far inferior to his.
Chen An quickly shook his head, a somewhat forced smile appearing on his lips. “No, it’s not.”
“It’s just that you said it too suddenly, and I haven’t had time to react yet, hehe, hehe.”
Chen An swallowed carefully.
Then, he changed the subject. “Besides, after calling you sister for so many years, I’ve always considered Sanniang the closest person in the world. It’s reasonable for me to be a bit confused when you suddenly bring this up, right?”
If it weren’t absolutely necessary, Chen An wouldn’t have used their identities as a shield.
But the situation was urgent now, and he couldn’t afford to hesitate.
Moreover, if he agreed in haste now, how could he face Jiang Qiuchi, who had just saved him and his sister?
Perhaps it was because Chen An’s words had an effect, the girl’s expression gradually calmed down.
Those pale blue eyes regained their luster.
She still held her little brother’s cheeks, but said softly, “It’s okay, if you really don’t want to, sister won’t force you.”
Seeing that the girl seemed to have returned to normal, Chen An breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, he heard her voice again.
Her tone was a little puzzled.
“Little brother, why are you sweating so much?”
She reached out, her fingertips gently caressing the young man’s forehead, wiping away the fine beads of sweat.
“Oh, yes. It’s nothing, a little sweat is good for body and mind…”
Chen An flashed a harmless smile.
He didn’t know why, but his interactions with Mu Sanniang had suddenly taken such a strange turn.
He was truly drenched in sweat now…
Fortunately, Mu Sanniang didn’t dwell on this issue. She merely withdrew her hand, then took Chen An’s hand and placed it on her lap.
She put on an elder’s air and began to teach him lessons with a stern tone. “Little brother, you are grown up now, and I should teach you some principles.”
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Principles?
Chen An was startled and subconsciously asked, “What principles?”
Mu Sanniang glanced at him. “Like the marriage we just talked about.”
She tapped her lips with her slender fingertips, a thoughtful expression on her face.
After a moment, she said, “This so-called marriage means that little brother, you should marry a relative like me. And you only have me as a relative in this world, and I happen to have only you as a relative.”
“Then, doesn’t it make sense for the two of us to get married?”
Mu Sanniang finished in one breath and continued to quietly look at the young man, as if she could never get enough of looking at him.
“Wait, what kind of logic is this?!”
Hearing this long string of words, Chen An felt his vision darken and he instinctively retorted.
Mu Sanniang always managed to find such blinding logic from the cracks.
Hearing her little brother’s doubt, the girl frowned and hit the back of his hand.
“How many times have I told you, no talking back to your sister.”
Chen An couldn’t help but choke up. This was one of Mu Sanniang’s common tactics.
Whenever the two of them had a dispute or a difference of opinion, she would use this sentence as her trump card.
Then, Mu Sanniang lowered her eyes, her eyelashes as thin as cicada wings trembling, and whispered, “Little brother made a mistake today and needs to be punished.”
It was late now, and the newly risen moon was exceptionally bright, illuminating the girl’s beautiful face.
She paused and then said, “I’ll punish you by asking you to wash my feet later.”
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The next morning.
The three of them, Chen An, Jiang Qiuchi, and Mu Sanniang, continued their journey to the Great Heaven and Earth Yin-Yang Harmony Sect.
Jiang Qiuchi’s injuries were severe, and she couldn’t use too much spiritual energy yet, so Chen An still held her in his arms.
Then he flew on his sword.
However, today, the young man’s expression was somewhat uncontrollably awkward.
Because of Mu Sanniang’s strong insistence, he had no choice but to carry his sister as well.
And Mu Sanniang’s explanation was quite sufficient.
“I fly too slowly. If it delays my little sister’s recovery, it won’t be good.”
The girl’s white skirt moved slightly, and she said expressionlessly.
And her “little sister” referred to Jiang Qiuchi.
In front of her little brother, Mu Sanniang could still force herself to pretend.
This tactic was also something she had learned from Jiang Qiuchi.
That old witch affectionately called her “Sister Mu” all the time, and in any case, she was subtly hinting at her identity.
Mu Sanniang was not stupid, she just often couldn’t be bothered to think.
But when it came to bad women trying to lay their hands on her little brother, she became exceptionally vigilant.
Finally, after this dual torment of body and mind, Chen An heard Jiang Qiuchi’s faint voice from within his embrace.
“We’re here, this is it.”
(End of this chapter)
