No One Seen on the Bed

Xia Yanchun's voice was a bit loud, and as she tugged at Shen Nian, Shen Yue's bedroom door swung open too.

With disheveled hair looking like a female ghost who'd been dead for ten years, even her tone of voice was groggy and dazed.

Even though Xia Yanchun quickly pulled her hand back from pinching Shen Nian's ear, Shen Yue had already seen it.

"What are you two doing? Let people sleep or not..."

Don't you know office workers need a full twelve hours of sleep on weekends? It's only eight o'clock, eight o'clock!

Earlier than a regular workday!

These two annoying brats actually flirting and bickering first thing in the morning, robbing their kind big sister of her precious sleep time. They really deserve to be kicked out of the house.

"Can you keep it down?"

Xia Yanchun pursed her lips apologetically, put her hands together in a praying gesture, and offered a sheepish smile.

Shen Yue gave them a long, deep look and closed the door again.

Even if it's Xiaochun, disturbing her sleep warrants a scolding. She treats her own younger brother and the girl next door with equal fairness.

I teach you how to boss my dumb brother around, and this is how you repay me by ruining my sleep?

Xia Yanchun let out a sigh of relief.

See? We disturbed Sister Shen Yue's sleep. It's all Shen Nian's fault!

Xia Yanchun glared at him, deliberately lowering her voice, "Look at the mess you caused!"

"Weren't you the one talking so loudly?"

"You! If you hadn't said such weird things, would I have yelled?!"

"Whatever, you blame everything on me." Shen Nian grinned smugly.

Creak...

Shen Yue's door opened again.

Shen Yue peeked out with half her face, deep exhaustion in her eyes. Even though she ate the breakfast Shen Nian made, that's a separate matter. Disturbing her sleep is a capital offense.

Xiaochun is no exception.

She opened the door, her eyes sweeping back and forth between them, just holding her phone, seemingly doing something.

These two goofballs have been rowdy since they were kids. Letting them stay home definitely means no sleep.

"You two, get out and go play. Don't come back before noon."

Click, the door closed again.

The phone in Xia Yanchun's pocket vibrated. She took it out to see a hundred-yuan transfer from Shen Yue.

Shen Nian got one too.

"Shh." Shen Nian made a shushing gesture, pointing at the main door.

Xia Yanchun understood, trotting out into the hallway.

"My sister just transferred me a hundred."

"She sent me a hundred too..."

Shen Nian closed the door. "Looks like we really bothered her sleep. She's kicking us out."

"Hmph, whose fault is that?"

"Hmph my foot. So emotionally unstable, getting all worked up and hissing at the slightest thing."

"Hissing? What am I hissing about? It was clearly your problem, okay? Then tell me, what did you want to do by saying 'time stop'? Huh?"

After saying this, Xia Yanchun's face also turned a little pink. Who doesn't know what little schemes boys have in mind? Would 'time stop' ever be used for sketching a drawing?

She just didn't want to expose Shen Nian!

Shen Nian was somewhat at a loss for words, scratching his cheek.

"Can't say it, can you? You always say I have a dirty mind, but aren't your own thoughts just as filthy? I don't even want to call you out on it!" Xia Yanchun looked down on him from her high horse, even poking Shen Nian's shoulder with her finger.

She wanted to poke him hard enough to make him step back, to assert her authority as the older sister lecturing the younger brother, but Shen Nian's footing was steady. Her finger bent, but she couldn't budge him.

A bit awkward, but Sister Chun's aura couldn't weaken.

Shen Nian narrowed his eyes and smiled, grabbing her finger along with her whole hand. "Let's not be angry. We have two hundred bucks. Let's go out and play."

Xia Yanchun didn't pull her hand back, just lowered its position a bit. "My emotions are very stable. I'm not angry."

"Alright, alright. Where should we go play?"

"I don't want to go anywhere. It's freezing. I'm going home to read. As for you, go fend for yourself."

"Seriously? Then shouldn't you transfer that hundred to me?"

"That was your sister sending it to me. Why should I transfer it to you? Who told you to talk nonsense?"

Xia Yanchun snorted, pulled her hand back, took out her keys, and opened her apartment door.

It was a bit chilly inside. Xia Yanchun only left the main door slightly ajar before trotting back to her room. Although the main door wasn't closed, her bedroom door was shut tight.

Hearing the main door close and the gradually clearer footsteps, Xia Yanchun then covered half her body with the blanket, half-lying against a slightly oversized plush toy while looking at her phone.

But the footsteps ran to the kitchen instead, and only after two minutes did they open her bedroom door.

Xia Yanchun snuggled in the warm blanket nest. "What did you do?"

"Ate a 'Peanut Big Shot' ice cream bar for you. Don't thank me, just a casual favor."

"You're dead! Eating that in such cold weather? You're going to finish the whole box!"

"Gotta eat it in winter. The colder it is, the more awesome it feels." Shen Nian finished speaking, his expression suddenly changing, staring seriously at Xia Yanchun. "Chunbao, promise me one thing, okay?"

Xia Yanchun opened her almond-shaped eyes wide. "Say it..."

"Can you buy 'Qiao Le Zi' ice cream bars from now on? 'Peanut Big Shot' really isn't that great..."

"...Buy it yourself."

"Please."

"Call me Sister Chun, and I'll buy Qiao Le Zi next time to put in the fridge."

"Didn't my sister just send you a hundred? Use that to buy it."

"Call me Sister Chun."

"It's a bit cold. Let me get on the bed to warm up."

Watching helplessly as Shen Nian shamelessly ran onto the bed and sat down right beside her, even pulling the blanket over his thighs, Xia Yanchun couldn't help but poke him with her elbow.

So he just refuses to call me Sister Chun, huh? Would calling me Sister Chun kill him?

"Who said you could get on the bed?"

"I don't know. I saw someone didn't close their door, wanted to come in and remind them, but then accidentally got lost. Just happened to not see anyone on the bed, so I lay down."

"...??"

Aerobic organisms can't say such things, anaerobic organisms can't say them either. Only anoxic organisms could come up with that.

Enough to make one's vision go dark.

Xia Yanchun felt a deep sense of powerlessness. She gently patted Shen Nian's dog head and ruffled his hair. "So pitiful. When did these symptoms start?"

"?" Shen Nian couldn't stop laughing. "Treating your bro like a mental patient, huh?"

"Huh? You're not? You didn't say so earlier."

"You little 'Haki Chun'!"

Taking advantage of his physical strength, Shen Nian mercilessly tickled Xia Yanchun, making her squirm until she couldn't even keep her eyes open, giggling uncontrollably.

Her two small hands feebly grabbed at Shen Nian's hands. "St-stop, haha, stop tickling! Stop!"

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