Movie/TV: How could my sister be Qiao Jingjing?

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After Xia Qing finished showering, the blush on her face faded a bit.

Her hair was wet and disheveled, and her face was flushed and rosy from the steam of the hot spring.

She possesses an undeniable charm.

"I...I'm going back to my bedroom."

She didn't look at Qiao Yu, and after speaking, she went into the bedroom.

He was left alone in the outer room.

She walked hurriedly, seemingly unwilling to linger with him.

Was she shy, or was she denying it?

"It can't be that bad..." Qiao Yu subconsciously said "Oh."

I watched her leave as the bedroom door closed.

Sometimes boys need to be more proactive.

Therefore, Qiao Yu did not intend to stop halfway.

He quickly took a shower.

Qiao Yu pushed open the bedroom door. The air was filled with a faint sandalwood scent. The room was pitch black, with no lights on.

Using the faint moonlight filtering in from the window, he walked to the table and turned on the light.

The fluorescent lights inside flickered, dispelling the darkness in the room.

Only then did he have time to observe Xia Qing.

On the soft bed, she lay on her side wearing a lace slip dress.

Beneath her clothes lay the alluring curves of a mature woman.

Qiao Yu's gaze moved from bottom to top.

First, a pair of fair, jade-like feet peeked out from under the nightgown.

The feet are beautifully rounded, with delicate and graceful toes, exquisite and refined, just like the finest jade artifacts in the world.

It makes you want to hold it in your hand and play with it...

Then comes the leg curves.

It rises all the way up, reaching its peak at the side of the hips.

The waistline suddenly narrows... What a shapely figure, with graceful curves.

Qiao Yu sighed inwardly.

Her gaze swept across the flat airport and landed on her snow-white, slender neck.

Finally, his gaze lingered on Xia Qing's beautiful face.

She seemed a little hot, her cheeks flushed.

A fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, glistening and moist under the light.

Her dark hair was spread out on the soft pillow, exuding a carefree beauty.

"Sister Qing?"

Qiao Yu sat down by the bed and called out softly.

Xia Qing moved her head slightly and murmured, "Ayu, let's calm down... I was too impulsive just now..."

Is this a case of wanting to back out afterward?

Qiao Yu was speechless.

Did you chicken out at the crucial moment?

"He's got so many little schemes..." Qiao Yu thought to himself.

He knew that this was Xia Qing's last bit of restraint and pride.

He turned around, turned off the light, kicked off his slippers, and was about to continue...

A pair of small hands supported him, accompanied by Xia Qing's soft voice:

"Wait, don't..."

The sound was so complex.

It was a mixture of timidity, apprehension, reluctance, and a hint of pleading.

Xia Qing opened her eyes at some point and met his gaze in the darkness.

After a long silence, Qiao Yu whispered:

"Sister Qing, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Xia Qing stared at him, remaining silent for a long time.

Her once-distant arms became limp and powerless.

Qiao Yu could somewhat understand her thoughts.

Timidity and trepidation.

She probably only shows her most vulnerable side when she is half-drunk and half-awake.

Normally, I would never do this.

The reason he was reluctant yet unwilling to part was because Xia Qing had feelings for him and approved of him.

They even decided to take it a step further.

However, the presence of the meddlesome Qiao Jingjing is a problem between the two.

Xia Qing's love for Qiao Yu was extreme... but it was only due to circumstances that she did this...

That's why she felt instinctively afraid.

Qiao Yu knew what he needed to do at this moment.

Avoiding the problem solves nothing...

then.

After a while.

A splash of red was thrown out.

Then, something happened.

Then a piece of off-white was also thrown out.

Then the world fell silent, but then another kind of clamor arose...

...

Half an hour later.

Xia Qing's cold voice came from the darkness:

“You have to move out of Qiao Jingjing’s place, or else… Get out of here.”

Auntie, are you showing me what it means to be crazy beforehand and saintly afterward?

Qiao Yu raised an eyebrow.

It clung tightly to the warm jade, smooth as solidified fat.

Qiao Yu held Xia Qing close, inhaling the fragrance of her hair, and whispered:

"Sister Qing, I still want to..."

The youthful energy of the kidneys never tires...

Xia Qing, maintaining her aunt's airs, said indifferently, "Go away."

You say Qiao Jingjing is arrogant? You're not much better than her...

Qiao Yu raised an eyebrow, then suddenly felt a chill somewhere.

"Uh... let's sleep... go to sleep."

Qiao Yu silently shrank back, keeping a distance from her.

The two exchanged no more words and fell asleep with steady breathing.

About half an hour later.

A piece of white, warm jade leaned closer, and Xia Qing whispered:

"Is the air conditioning off? It's so hot..."

"Uh..."

Qiao Yu thought to himself, "I'm just going to ignore your act."

Qiao Yu naturally wouldn't refuse.

But he's a cunning devil.

Remembering Xia Qing's aloof demeanor just now, he chuckled:

"I can't go on, I'm sleepy, let's talk about it tomorrow."

"you..."

Xia Qing seemed to disdain to lower her head and beg.

The only remaining option is the most primitive method of coercion...

Qiao Yu remained unmoved, refusing to give her a chance.

The two sides were deadlocked for a quarter of an hour.

Xia Qing's skin was burning hot, her face was flushed as if she were drunk, and she felt uncomfortably hot all over.

From her rosy little mouth came out a few sweet, hoarse syllables.