Chapter 149: Silly Sister Gone Foolish
by xennovelChapter 149: Silly Sister Gone Foolish
【Ding Congratulations, Host, on the breakthrough…】
He ignored the system notification echoing in his mind.
At that moment, Xiao Yu’s expression and inner thoughts were incredibly tangled.
He watched as, not far away, a body draped in a police uniform was pushed into The Crematorium…
“Salute!”
Police officers in white gloves and uniforms raised their hands in salute.
“Salute complete!”
As he lowered his hand, Xiao Yu sighed inwardly: Brother, in your next life, don’t be a cop—just be an ordinary person!
He consoled others with those thoughts.
But have you ever let go of your own obsessions?
So inexplicable.
A song drifted into Xiao Yu’s ears…
“I stagger on, wine in hand, traversing the cold mountains; frost sparkles in the sky.”
“A gulp of cold air turns wild wind to spilled wine over the lands.”
“Gazing upon the blue mists and drifting clouds, like graceful birds descending into the world.”
“And with a raised hand, my wine stains the front of my jacket…”
“…”
Bincheng Airport.
Exiting the station, Xiao Yu raised his arms.
In one fluid motion, a graceful figure with long legs leaped into his embrace.
“Sis, you’re making it hard for me, Fat Tiger! I’m still in my police uniform!”
Wrapping his arms around Mu Qingwu’s delicate waist, Xiao Yu closed his eyes and murmured, “I’ve missed you so much!”
“I’ve missed you too!”
Mu Qingwu clung to her brother’s waist, her flawless face pressed against a chest that could shield any woman from storms, savoring the steady, powerful heartbeat.
The two held each other silently, ignoring everything and everyone around them.
Guo Qiang, standing nearby, drank a hefty gulp of proverbial dog food with a disdainful rolling of his eyes.
My mind was overflowing with sarcastic thoughts—what should I say?
Not far off, Zhao Changshan and Zhou Tinghu exchanged a look.
They too had completely despaired of this overly saccharine world!
“…”
Home, Kitchen.
With a delighted smile, Xiao Yu wrapped his arms around his sister’s waist from behind, his chin resting on her shoulder, as he listened to her gentle chiding.
“Even though you know my cooking isn’t great, you still call me a bad brother.”
Retrieving a bag of tangyuan from the fridge, Mu Qingwu turned her lovely face toward him, her eyes shimmering like rippling waters, teasing, “What filling do you want in your tangyuan? Peanut, sesame, or fruit?”
“I don’t feel like having tangyuan.”
Xiao Yu grinned mischievously, “I feel like having my sister…”
“Huh?!”
Mu Qingwu’s charming, radiant face flushed a bright red.
“…dumplings!”
Xiao Yu blinked slowly, “Sis, you’re not getting any ideas, are you?”
Mu Qingwu: “…”
Such a naughty little brother—I just want to smack him!
Releasing her waist, Xiao Yu took the bag of tangyuan.
He filled the pot with water, lit the stove, and prepared to cook the tangyuan…
Mu Qingwu wrapped her arms around her brother from behind, her eyes curved like crescents.
Her gaze was dreamy, with a serene smile of contentment lighting her flawless face.
She recalled the last time she burned her hand cooking for him.
She had vowed never to touch kitchen utensils again—until now…
Once the tangyuan were done, the young couple each got a bowl.
They ate while gazing lovingly at one another.
A warm, sweet ambiance permeated the air.
Why is my sister looking at me like that? Is she hinting that her period isn’t here today?
As Xiao Yu ate, he analyzed Mu Qingwu’s expression.
He thought: I’d love to have the upper hand.
But Mu Qingwu was left both shy and embarrassed by his almost predatory stare.
With that, she rose and made a hasty exit…
“Ha ha!”
Watching his sister’s retreating figure, Xiao Yu chuckled heartily.
Munching on his tangyuan, he daydreamed about his sister wearing a JK uniform, white sneakers, and her long, straight black hair accented with a cute hairpin.
A dominant woman in a JK outfit—that image looks pretty stunning! I’d love to see it!
After finishing his bowl, Xiao Yu quickly devoured his sister’s tangyuan too—waste not!
Content and sated.
Bursting with energy, Xiao Yu leapt up and raced like an eager youngster toward the bedroom.
It was time to show off some real speed…
“…”
Late at night in the bedroom.
“Dismiss everyone, my dear subjects. I’m skipping morning court today; I only want to keep my beloved consort company…”
Mumbling in his sleep, Xiao Yu snuggled closer into Mu Qingwu’s arms and fell into a deep sleep.
“Ha!”
Mu Qingwu, holding her little brother, burst into laughter.
This naughty little brother—dreaming of being an emperor?
But in the next moment, her exquisite face turned to a fixed, gentle smile.
An emperor? A consort?
Does he really want a harem? Three palaces, six courts, seventy-two concubines?
That once-beautiful smile gradually turned cold.
Mu Qingwu stared at her sleeping brother, her eyes now glinting with a fierce killing intent.
One must admit, a woman’s imaginative power is truly terrifying.
Give a woman a minute to indulge in fantasies, and her metaphorical blades are already purchased.
Give her an hour, and she’ll be debating whether the urn for her man’s ashes has a sliding or flip cover…
In his sleep, Xiao Yu shivered suddenly—feeling a chill.
Half-awake, he opened his eyes, seeking a cover, and caught Mu Qingwu’s murderous gaze.
“Oh crap… is something terribly wrong?!”
Instantly, Xiao Yu jolted awake, utterly frightened, his scalp numb.
“Little brother, do you want to be an emperor?” Mu Qingwu asked softly.
Xiao Yu: “???”
What’s going on? Did I just time-travel again?
He glanced around.
Sure enough, he was at home.
“Silence means consent, right?”
Transforming into an ice queen, Mu Qingwu said, “Is it that I haven’t treated you well enough, so you want to find other women to keep you company?”
Xiao Yu: “???”
“No, why would I ever look for another woman?”
With an expression of pure confusion, Xiao Yu felt completely dumbfounded.
What on earth did I do?
“Consent again?” Mu Qingwu glowered at her little brother.
“…”
Unable to hold back, Xiao Yu tentatively asked, “Sis, when a criminal is executed, shouldn’t they at least know what their wrong was? My head feels like it’s been hammered—it’s buzzing… What bad thing did I do?”
“It was your dream. Didn’t you know?”
Mu Qingwu nearly stifled a laugh at her brother’s words, pursing her lips.
“Dream?”
Xiao Yu was dumbstruck, “What dream did I have?”
“You dreamed you became an emperor.”
The thought of her little brother as an emperor infuriated Mu Qingwu once more.
“An emperor?”
Xiao Yu’s mind trembled as his head spun.
So what if I dreamed of being an emperor?
Last time I dreamed, I was even a Saiyan.
Is that all?
Wait a minute… Xiao Yu’s thoughts raced.
Didn’t my sister just say I was going to find another woman?
Emperor?
Yes, an emperor can have many women!
Damn, I just realized—I am the little blue smurf myself… Xiao Yu was utterly flabbergasted, torn between tears and laughter, thunder rumbling around him.
My sister is jealous!
“Sis, did your CEO brain just fly away?”
Barely containing his laughter, Xiao Yu enveloped Mu Qingwu in his arms, “If I dared to chase after other women, you wouldn’t get a chance to feel jealous—your mother-in-law would beat me to death first!”
Mu Qingwu blinked and smiled.
Yes, her mother-in-law was on her side.
Just moments ago, she had felt angry for no reason…
“It’s all your fault, anyway!”
Mu Qingwu admitted sheepishly, “Being with you has made me lose a bit of who I used to be.”
“A little change is good.”
Xiao Yu beamed with delight, “How about you wear a JK outfit tomorrow, sis?”
“Keep dreaming!”
Mu Qingwu’s smile curved up teasingly, “But…”
“But what?” Xiao Yu probed.
“From now on, if I ever hear you calling anyone ‘sister’, ‘baby’, or ‘dear’…”
Mu Qingwu lifted her flawless face, meeting her brother’s eyes squarely, “I’ll strangle you!”
A terrifying threat indeed… Xiao Yu bowed his head and kissed his sister’s red lips.
He had once heard a rumor, never imagining it would come true.
According to legend…
No matter how brilliant a woman is, once she falls in love, she inevitably turns a little silly!