Quick Travel: Vicious Female Supporting Role Playing Project

Jiang Xinlian has stayed at Pei's house many times since she was ten years old. She is very familiar with the layout of the guest room and will not go the wrong way even with her eyes closed.

After washing up, Jiang Xinlian reached out and took a handful of cold water and poured it on her face. Jiang Xinlian finally woke up.

She wiped the water off her face and looked at herself in the mirror.

The light yellow baby-neck nightgown has a loose style that hides the curves of the body, making it look childish.

Such childishness was exactly the effect she wanted.

Jiang Xinlian does not have a particular dressing style. When Pei Yuyang began to try to distance the two of them, she always had a cute and childish style.

Use an innocent expression to hug him and kiss him; use an innocent expression to get close to him and hint to him over and over again:

You see, I am still the child who has not grown up, so we don’t need to distance ourselves;

It's normal for us to be so close. We have such a close relationship and this is how we should get along.

Pei Yuyang couldn't be cruel to her. Over time, he slowly accepted this way of getting along with her.

But it's different now. She doesn't want Pei Yuyang to continue to treat her as her sister. She wants to get more love from him.

Jiang Xinlian raised her hand and drew a smiley face on the mirror with her wet fingers.

"Brother, will you love me?"

*

Pei Yuyang was changing clothes when Jiang Xinlian knocked on the door.

His slender fingers buttoned up his shirt one by one, and he paused when he heard a gentle knock on the door.

There was a gentle knock on the door, implicitly expressing his wish to come in. After two knocks, there was no sound.

A slight smile appeared on Pei Yuyang's face.

After a while, the door lock made a slight "click" sound and opened.

In the whole family, Xin'er was the only one who could open his door with just his fingerprints without taking the key.

Jiang Xinlian pushed open a crack in the door, stuck her head in, and whispered: "Brother, I'm coming in."

Then he met Pei Yuyang's smiling eyes.

She showed a big smile, opened the door and ran over: "Brother."

Pei Yuyang let her hug him, adjusted his sleeves, and asked, "Why did you wake up so early again today?"

"I woke up hungry."

I had a mouthful of sweet cream last night and my throat felt very uncomfortable. I ate just a little for dinner. As expected, I woke up hungry this morning.

She complained aggrievedly, stood up on her tiptoes and rubbed the man's chin.

Pei Yuyang had to raise his face: "Don't make trouble, brother hasn't shaved yet."

beard?

Jiang Xinlian raised her hand and touched his chin. There was a slightly rough feeling, but it was not obvious.

She was a little interested: "Brother, let me help you."

What help? Shave?

Pei Yuyang paused and didn't want to accept it: "You probably don't know much."

He used manual razors. Although he didn't care much about his appearance, he didn't want to disfigure it.

Jiang Xinlian was unconvinced: "Why wouldn't I? It's absolutely fine with me."

"Brother, brother," she hugged his arm and shook it, "just trust me."

Pei Yuyang was helpless by her and could only nod: "Brother believes in you."

When he said this, he subconsciously glanced at the location of the medical kit.

Jiang Xinlian followed him into the bathroom, holding the razor in a daze. She glanced at the man and tentatively stretched it towards him.

Pei Yuyang held her hand and sighed slightly: "You can't shave dry, you have to wet it."

"oh oh."

He said one step, and Jiang Xinlian took one step. She was not tall and was a little wobbly on her tiptoes.

Pei Yuyang hugged her with one hand and gently let her sit on the washstand.

Jiang Xinlian shook her calf, and this height was much more suitable.

In addition, Pei Yuyang leaned forward slightly and placed his arms on both sides of her body to facilitate her movements.

As she moved her hands, her eyes carefully examined his appearance.

Pei Yuyang has a gentle personality, but his appearance is sharp and cold.

The narrow phoenix eyes inherited from Mrs. Pei, with handsome features and thin lips, there is a sense of alienation when not smiling.

"Have I shaved my head clean?"

She tilted her head and looked carefully.

The hair that was hanging down her back swayed with her movements, exposing her back that was originally blocked by her hair.

Pei Yuyang was stunned.

He thought that Xin'er was wearing a normal skirt, but it was only then that he discovered that the back of the skirt was hollow, with only two crossed straps running across her fair back.

As the girl moves, the soft curves of her back are fully exposed, the shoulder blades on both sides move slightly, and a deep concave arc in the middle extends downwards...

He looked away, no longer looking at his sister's body.

Jiang Xinlian changed sides, her hands were much more skillful, and her movements were not as cautious as before. It was natural that she would strike with one knife...

"hiss."

Pei Yuyang closed his eyes, leaving a small, narrow gash on the side of his face, with blood dripping from the wound.

Jiang Xinlian opened her eyes wide and apologized profusely: "Wow, I'm sorry, brother, I didn't notice."

This small wound was not serious. Pei Yuyang wiped away the blood drops and asked her, "Do you still want to continue?"

Jiang Xinlian didn't dare anymore, afraid of opening another hole for him.

"fine."

Pei Yuyang took the razor in her hand, took care of the rest, and comforted her: "Your first time is good enough."

Jiang Xinlian jumped off the washstand and brought him some ointment to apply on it.

By the time the two of them went downstairs to eat, Pei Yuyi had almost finished eating.

She has never seen her brother so late. At this time, he will definitely be late for the company.

"Brother, why are you so slow today?"

Pei Yuyang took a sip of coffee and said calmly: "I got up late today."

"what?"

Pei Yuyi was surprised, but considering that her brother was a normal person, it was normal for him to be unable to get up in the morning.

So he lowered his head and continued to eat his own.

Jiang Xinlian just pretended that she didn't know anything and took a small bun and stuffed it into her mouth.

Chewed twice and then froze.

He looked like he was neither spitting nor swallowing.

Her strangeness caused Pei Yuyi to ask in confusion: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Xinlian swallowed the food in her mouth firmly, almost crying but without tears: "I, I'm fine."

The chefs of the Pei family also know that Jiang Xinlian likes sweets, so whenever she stays at the Pei family, the meals prepared for her are also in line with her taste.

Her favorite food in the past made her throat hurt just looking at it, and she turned to Pei Yuyang for help.

"Brother, I, I want to change to a breakfast like yours."

Pei Yuyang glanced at the coffee in his hand: "You can't get used to it."

"No, I'm used to it."

She vowed, and the housekeeper followed her wishes and ordered an Italian breakfast.

The smell of coffee was bitter and pure. Jiang Xinlian held the cup and took a small sip.

The strong bitter taste explodes in the mouth, and the aftertaste lasts for a long time.

"How about it?"

Pei Yuyi was a little gloating.

Jiang Xinlian smiled: "Not bad."