Pull the Ear

【Feng Youqing: God Gu is so adorable! That pouty look, haha!】

【: Screenshot worthy! Screenshot worthy! God Gu is too cute.】

【God Gu’s Dog: Ximan, you’re amazing! Take more candid shots of God Gu!】

【: Yep yep, already saved. Blackmail material of our divine brother, hehe.】

【Only God Gu Allowed: Ten thousand signatures petition: Ximan, take more photos!】

【: Ten thousand signatures petition: Ximan, take more photos!】

【: Ten thousand signatures petition: Ximan, take more photos!】

【: Ten thousand signatures petition: Ximan, take more photos!】

【: ....】

And just like that, the fangirls in the group chat began their copy-paste chain.

These girls, who might usually act reserved on campus, had now completely let loose in the virtual world of the internet.

Gu Ximan stared at her phone screen with glee, her eyes curved into crescents, her heart swelling with satisfaction.

Her vanity, inflated like a balloon, was thoroughly indulged.

The thrill of flaunting her annoying older brother was even more exhilarating than devouring a giant tub of ice cream.

The entire Guangya girls’ school adored God Gu—and he was her brother.

She could be as affectionate with him as she pleased.

She could bully him however she wanted.

Other girls could at most exchange a few words with Gu Luo, but she could order him to hand-wash her underwear or even share a bed with him.

This extreme disparity sent her soaring with delight.

Noticing Gu Ximan’s silly, drool-inducing grin, Gu Luo leaned over to peek at her phone screen.

The next second, his lips twitched uncontrollably.

Forget the messages from the fangirls—just a glance at the bizarre usernames was enough to make him lose his composure.

【God Gu’s Dog】?

【Only God Gu Allowed】?

【God Gu’s Toes Are Candy】?

【That Night, God Gu and I Got Drunk】?

And so on.

The usernames were a spectacle—each one more outrageous than the last.

When girls fell into fangirl mode, their creativity and imagination became downright terrifying.

“Annoying big bro.”

Just then, Gu Ximan tore her gaze from the screen and turned to Gu Luo, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

Seeing this, Gu Luo felt a chill run down his spine. He shuddered and instinctively scooted backward.

“Hehe, annoying big bro, could you cooperate with me for a bit?” Gu Ximan asked, narrowing her eyes and flashing what she believed was an irresistibly cute, heart-melting smile.

But in reality, it was oddly menacing, laced with unspoken threats.

“What are you planning…?”

Gu Luo instinctively crossed his arms over his chest.

He knew this silly girl too well—whenever she wore that smile, trouble was inevitable.

“Nothing much, I just wanna take a few photos…” Gu Ximan patted the bed lightly and grinned. “Remember when we were kids?”

“...What are you referring to?” Gu Luo’s gut told him this wouldn’t end well.

“You know, when I said I wanted to ride a horse, and you got on all fours to let me ride you.” Her smile widened.

She wanted the whole world to know just how much Gu Luo doted on her.

This was her declaration of ownership.

At this stage, Gu Luo belonged to her alone!

“...”

Gu Luo opened his mouth, ready to refuse.

But the sight of Gu Ximan’s hopeful face softened his resolve. He couldn’t bring himself to say no.

Suddenly, he recalled Shen Yue’s words—sometimes, kindness is a sin.

But so what if it was?

Even if it ruined his image as Guangya’s heartthrob, none of that mattered as long as his little sister was happy.

Gu Luo had never aspired to be “God Gu.” Being adored by his sister was enough—the other fangirls were just passing clouds.

With a resigned sigh, he obediently got on all fours on the bed, playing the part of a horse.

“Annoying big bro, I thought you’d put up a fight.” Delighted, Gu Ximan plopped onto his back and began bouncing enthusiastically, shouting:

“Giddy up!”

“Giddy up!”

“Giddy up!”

She swayed wildly, as if galloping across the plains.

“If you’re gonna ride, at least stop wriggling,” Gu Luo—now a horse—shot her a glare, but his gaze inadvertently drifted somewhere else.

He quickly looked away, coughing awkwardly. “...Never mind. Do whatever makes you happy.”

For some reason, Shen Yue came to mind.

In certain ways, Gu Ximan and Shen Yue were eerily similar.

Both were disarmingly approachable.

Terrifyingly so.

One wrong glance could spell disaster.

“Hehe.”

Gu Ximan ignored him, snapping photos eagerly before uploading the “horseback riding” shots to the fangirl group.

The group exploded all over again.

【God Gu’s Dog: Holy—! I wanted to be God Gu’s dog, but he’s someone else’s horse?!】

【Only God Gu Allowed: This just proves how much God Gu spoils his sister! Ugh, I’m shipping them so hard!】

【Feng Youqing: Another day of envying Ximan (jealous cat.jpg)】

【: .....】

After a while, Gu Luo—still a horse—spoke up. “Are we done? Can you get off now?”

“Aww, don’t rush me.”

Gu Ximan, thoroughly enjoying her ride, had no intention of dismounting.

Her grin was unstoppable.

Then, she added cheerfully, “Don’t worry, annoying big bro. This is a private group—no boys allowed. Everyone’s vetted by Sister Feng. They’re all your die-hard fans.”

Gu Luo turned his head in surprise. “Ximan, I’m starting to think you’re actually kinda reliable.”

But he mentally added:

‘Only slightly.’

“Hmph, of course I know what I’m doing!” Gu Ximan lifted her chin proudly.

Their playful bickering continued for a while before finally settling down.

Gu Ximan leaned against the headboard, engrossed in the lively group chat.

Gu Luo considered playing a mobile game to unwind, but fearing his silly sister’s interference, he opted to scroll through short videos instead.

The moment he opened the app, the first video was a sultry dance by a black-stockinged beauty, the thumping EDM music flooding the room.

Gu Luo’s vision darkened. He hastily muted the video and tried to exit, but a pale hand stopped him.

“Annoying big bro, don’t close it!”

Gu Ximan grabbed his wrist, narrowing her eyes accusingly. “So this is what you watch in your free time?”

“No, it’s not, I swear—this was an accident!”

Cold sweat dripped down Gu Luo’s back.

He wasn’t even sure why he felt so guilty.

But he did.

"Phone Dad, wasn’t tricking me once enough?" Gu Ximan immediately grabbed his ear. "Fine, let me see what you usually watch."

"Easy... easy..."

Gu Luo had no choice but to swipe through his videos.

And then... social suicide.

A fifth of the videos were about hoof trimming and fishing—fairly normal stuff. Another fifth were gaming clips, which fit a guy’s interests. But the remaining three-fifths? All thirst traps.

Black stockings, white stockings, nude stockings—every variation imaginable, enough to make your head spin.

"Ahem... Ximan... let me explain..."

Gu Luo barely got a word out before yelping, "Ow ow ow... easy... easy!"

Gu Ximan stayed silent, just twisting his ear harder.

She was equal parts furious and sour, like she’d been dunked in aged vinegar.

Those girls were just relying on beauty filters and leg-lengthening effects—nothing compared to her natural beauty.

Whether it was their figure, looks, or vibe.

Gu Ximan couldn’t understand the appeal. If he wanted to see a beauty, wasn’t she right here?

It’s not like... she’d refuse to let him look...

But no, he’d rather ogle these pixelated temptresses.

Ugh, the more she thought about it, the angrier she got.

A few minutes later, Gu Luo rubbed his reddened ear and grumbled,

"Ximan... I’m curious what kind of videos you watch."

"Hmph, definitely not your trashy stuff," Gu Ximan retorted, pouting in disgust.

"Then show me."

"Fine, I will!" She snatched her phone, exited the group chat, and opened her video app.

"Hey everyone, welcome to the book rec channel..."

An AI voice chirped out.

"Hear that? I only watch—"

But before she could finish—

"I fell for my stepbrother. That night, we slept..."

The sentence cut off as her screen went black.

The room plunged into dead silence.

Gu Luo stared at Gu Ximan, whose cheeks were rapidly heating up. Just as he opened his mouth to speak, she seized his ear again.

He howled in pain, "This has nothing to do with me!"

"Easy! Easy!"

"Ow ow ow... hey, no fair! Why am I getting punished for this?!"

............

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