Question: What's the difference between "I have something to ask you, and by the way, I want a kiss" and "I want a kiss, and by the way, I have something to ask you"?
Answer: It's like the last unsolvable math problem on an exam.
Gu Luo stared at the message from the little devil, speechless for a long time.
Six-six-six, now she doesn’t even bother to sugarcoat it.
Unconsciously, the dynamic had shifted from forceful kisses at the beginning to now bluntly demanding them outright.
Though the difference was just a single word, the implications were worlds apart.
Gu Luo’s emotions were incredibly tangled right now.
There was guilt, hesitation, anticipation...
Yes, he had to admit—deep down, he really did look forward to kissing the little devil.
Even in dreams out of season, only her figure appeared.
At first, he could still resist her boldness, but as time passed, it became half-hearted compliance, and now, he’d completely given up.
But this was truly unfair to the little angel—even immoral.
Thinking of this, Gu Luo sighed inwardly.
He wasn’t even sure anymore—when he made that two-month agreement with the little angel, was it genuinely to transition his feelings and convince his parents and Gu Ximan?
Or was it, subconsciously, to give the little devil a chance—to keep this peculiar, ambiguous relationship alive, to indulge in the warmth a little longer?
Humans are creatures of unfathomable complexity.
So complex that even they themselves can’t fully understand their own hearts.
The only thing Gu Luo was certain of right now was that, at this stage, he was undeniably a scumbag.
But.
Once he committed to one of them, he believed he could hold the line.
...Probably.
He didn’t dare make any firm promises anymore.
After all, boundaries tend to erode step by step, unnoticed, until they vanish entirely.
Like those who start working at KTVs—once they take that first step, they slowly sink into the abyss.
It’s only a matter of time.
In the living room, on the sofa,
Gu Ximan was grinning foolishly while chatting with Tang Qi, clearly delighted.
Meanwhile, Gu Luo brooded over the complicated relationship with the little angel sisters.
Luo Shuling rested her chin on one hand, quietly watching him.
"Brother," she suddenly called out softly.
"Hm? What’s up?"
Gu Luo snapped out of his thoughts and turned to her.
It was only because he was with Luo Shuling and Gu Ximan—these two simple, adorable airheads—that he could let his guard down so completely, his emotions plain on his face.
"I like seeing you smile, Brother."
Luo Shuling’s eyes curved as she spoke, placing her fair, jade-like hands on Gu Luo’s cheeks and gently lifting the corners of his mouth with her thumbs.
Gu Luo instantly "smiled," mumbling, "Okay, I’ll smile."
Then, he genuinely grinned.
He couldn’t help but marvel—his little sun was truly heartwarming.
"Brother, I’ll support whatever you want to do. No matter what." Luo Shuling emphasized each word deliberately:
"No. Matter. What."
Hearing this, Gu Luo smiled wider. Though he didn’t take it seriously—assuming it was just his sister’s innocent concern—he still found himself asking,
"What if it’s something no one else would agree to?"
"First, I’d agree." Luo Shuling tilted her head playfully, narrowing her eyes with a soft smile.
"Second, I’d make sure everyone else agreed too."
Whether they wanted to or not.
"Good, good." Gu Luo nodded appreciatively, feeling inexplicably lighter.
Her words seemed magical, always striking right at the softest part of his heart.
Even if she didn’t understand anything, her unreserved support was more than enough.
"Brother, do you feel better now?"
"Yeah, much better."
Only then did Luo Shuling let go.
But the smile remained on Gu Luo’s face—a happiness radiating from deep within.
With a sister like this, what more could a brother ask for?
"Hehe... Sister Tang Qi is so nice..."
Gu Ximan was completely absorbed in her chat with the superstar, oblivious to the sweet moment between Gu Luo and Luo Shuling.
Not that she’d mind even if she noticed.
"Call her Auntie," Gu Luo corrected, swatting her butt lightly. "Didn’t I tell you earlier? Don’t bother her. Getting her contact info is already a huge deal."
"Aw, but Sister Tang Qi wants to talk to me!" Gu Ximan rolled onto her stomach like a lazy kitten, shielding her backside while giggling.
"She even said she’d take me to her next concert! She said she likes me—thinks I’m super cute and pretty from my posts!"
"Hehe, Sister Tang Qi even liked my photos..."
As she spoke, she kicked her legs excitedly against Gu Luo’s lap, as if trying to physically broadcast her joy.
Watching his silly, adorable little sister, Gu Luo could only shake his head with a wry smile. "Call her Auntie. Be polite."
"Calling her Sister is polite, you stinky straight guy!"
"If I call her Auntie and you call her Sister, does that make sense?"
Hearing this, Gu Ximan’s eyes sparkled. "It didn’t before, but now it does!"
Clearing her throat, she raised her voice theatrically, putting on a mock-serious tone:
"Little Luo, your Auntie Ximan here—"
Before she could finish, she squirmed like a fish tossed into hot oil, laughing uncontrollably.
"Ahaha—okay, okay—I’ll stop—hahaha—it tickles!"
"I’m sorry—Brother, I’m sorry—hahaha—so ticklish—!"
"Auntie—Auntie Tang Qi! Haha—Shu-Shuling, save me—!"
Gu Luo said nothing, simply holding Gu Ximan’s dainty feet hostage, tickling her mercilessly.
Her feet were noticeably smaller than the Luo sisters’, delicate and adorable—easy for him to control with one hand.
If he didn’t teach this brat a lesson, she’d forget who was in charge.
"Alright, Brother, for my sake, let her off this time, okay~?"
Seeing enough, Luo Shuling softened her voice, pleading sweetly.
Her words stroked Gu Luo’s ego perfectly—reaffirming that his authority as an older brother was absolute in her eyes.
Sure enough,
Gu Luo’s mood lifted instantly. The dignity he’d lost with the little angel and devil suddenly felt restored.
He finally released Gu Ximan’s feet, saying—
"You should thank Shuling, otherwise I'd still be tickling you."
Gu Ximan was already laughing too hard to move, but she still managed to glare fiercely at Gu Luo before using the last of her strength to stand up, step past him, and throw herself into Luo Shuling's arms.
"Ling Jie, my stupid big brother is bullying me..."
"There, there, I'll hit him for you." Luo Shuling gently patted Gu Ximan's back with one hand while using the other to lightly tap Gu Luo's shoulder a few times.
Though it was called "hitting," the force was more like a gentle shoulder massage.
Indeed, she was using none other than Gu Ximan's signature "Manman Fists."
Somehow, Luo Shuling had already mastered all of someone's moves and wielded them perfectly.
"Ling Jie, you're the best to me!"
Seeing this, Gu Ximan's heart swelled with even more dependence on Luo Shuling, clinging tightly to her and refusing to let go.
"Good girl, good girl."
Luo Shuling tenderly stroked her cold tea-brown hair, soothing her in a soft, motherly tone.
Gu Luo watched the scene quietly from the side, an affectionate smile spreading across his face.
Happiness.
This moment was truly blissful.
Compared to the fierce battles between the little angel and the little devil, he far preferred this heartwarming dynamic between the little sunbeam and the little tsundere.
Thinking this, Gu Luo reached out with both hands and ruffled his two little sisters' heads.
"Hmph."
Gu Ximan pouted and feigned annoyance, but she didn't pull away from his touch.
Meanwhile, Luo Shuling simply tilted her head, gazing at Gu Luo with a sweet smile, her eyes brimming with affection for her older brother.
Time seemed to freeze in that instant.
A warm, cozy atmosphere filled the living room, wrapping everyone in its comforting embrace.
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