The First Confrontation with Shu Ling

In Gu Luo's bedroom.

The original study desk beside the large bed had long been replaced by a much larger computer desk, now occupied by several high-performance PCs.

At the moment, the three gaming-addicted siblings were immersed in playing Contract Vanguard.

"Brother, drop me a smoke here."

Luo Shuning's slender fingers danced swiftly across the keyboard as she precisely marked a spot on the map before moving in.

Her reflexes were so sharp it was as if she could instantly headshot anyone in sight—almost like she was hacking.

No, to be honest, it was even more terrifying than hacking.

"Got it."

Gu Luo nodded lightly, tossing her the item while his gaze involuntarily drifted toward Luo Shuning's bare, shapely legs, exposed beneath her red nightgown.

Her skin glowed enticingly under the soft light.

Then, almost instinctively, his eyes flicked to the other side, where Luo Shuhe's equally stunning legs peeked out from her black spaghetti-strap nightgown.

Hmm...

The little angel's legs were plump and perfectly rounded, exuding an irresistible allure that begged to be admired. Meanwhile, the little devil Luo Shuhe's legs were slender and graceful, their smooth lines reminiscent of a swan mid-dance.

Both were absolute leg goddesses.

Each had their own charm—impossible to rank one above the other.

And since they had just showered, the intoxicating scent of their damp skin wafted toward him, impossible to ignore.

As the internet slang went—it hit him like an epic lungful!

This was both a paradise of temptation and a pink-hued hell.

Gu Luo was no saint, nor was he some Sigma male who could remain indifferent to women. Faced with such temptation, focusing was out of the question.

Especially since he had feelings for both sisters.

So... while they were supposedly teaming up for a game, his attention kept wandering—one moment stealing glances here, the next sneaking peeks there. His mind was nowhere near the game.

His stats? Pathetic.

Dead last in every match.

And right above him in the rankings was the little devil, Luo Shuhe.

Breaking from her usual aggressive playstyle, she had chosen a support character this time—healing Gu Luo whenever his HP dropped, avenging him whenever he fell in battle.

Her performance was decent, but nowhere near her usual jaw-dropping brilliance.

"Brother, I just got a pentakill! How amazing is that?"

As the final match ended, Luo Shuning turned to him excitedly, her expression practically screaming—Praise me, praise me!

"You're incredible, Shuning."

Gu Luo had initially wanted to kiss her, but remembering the little devil watching them with those big, expectant eyes, he settled for patting her head instead.

Also, the little angel's talent was downright absurd.

In every aspect—studies, music, gaming.

At her current skill level, she could easily go pro if she wanted.

"Hehe." Luo Shuning was clearly delighted by the praise. Grinning, she casually draped her legs over Gu Luo's lap before turning to Luo Shuhe with a teasing smirk.

"Shuhe, didn’t you promise to carry Brother earlier? In the end, it was me who had to carry both of you, wasn’t it?"

Luo Shuhe merely shook her head slightly, offering a faint, resigned smile. "Sister is amazing. I’ve been off my game lately—I was the one dragging you both down."

Huh?

Luo Shuning blinked in surprise.

What was this?

This meek, fragile demeanor—was this really Luo Shuhe?

Before she could process it, Gu Luo cleared his throat and interjected, "It’s just a game. The point is to have fun together. Honestly, I was the one dragging you down, haha."

On the surface, it sounded like a simple attempt to smooth things over. But reading between the lines, it was obvious he was defending Luo Shuhe.

Finally catching on, Luo Shuning opened her mouth to retort—but just then, the bedroom door burst open.

Before anyone could see who it was, Luo Shuling’s excited voice rang out first:

"Let’s have a pajama party in Brother’s room tonight! And then we can all sleep here together!"

However, the moment those words left her mouth, the previously subdued Luo Shuhe immediately turned and countered:

"A pajama party is fine, but everyone staying over? No thanks."

So their first clash with Shuling had come sooner than expected.

Well then, she’d let her sister off the hook—for now.

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