After I traveled through the book, my sister kidnapped my mother

Wen Zhimiao asked Qian Liuniang to prepare two beautiful girls as before, and he sneaked into the next room.

However, today the room where Bian Ruitong originally lived was replaced by Shi Wanyue.

Wen Zhimiao cooperated and acted for a while, allowing the person who was secretly monitoring her to confirm that she was in the room before she sneaked into Shi Wanyue's room.

When she entered Shi Wanyue's room, Shi Wanyue was reading a book.

Hearing the noise from Wen Zhimiao, Shi Wanyue put down the book in her hand and looked over. Wen Zhimiao was wearing a thin and transparent inner garment and smiled at her obediently.

"Sister~" She walked behind Shi Wanyue, leaned on her, and called her softly.

"These two rooms are connected?" Shi Wanyue really didn't know this before she moved in. Neither Qian Liuniang nor Wen Zhimiao told her.

Wen Zhimiao nodded obediently: "Yes, Sixth Sister changed it herself. Only she knows it. No one else knows it because she did it herself."

The growing teenager was leaning against her in extremely thin clothes, and Shi Wanyue could even feel the warmth coming from her body.

His cheeks seemed to be burned by her body temperature unconsciously.

Shi Wanyue did not turn around, but felt her body stiff.

Wen Zhimiao thought she was angry with him, so she refused to look back and rubbed her like a spoiled child: "Sister, don't be angry. I didn't hide it from you."

Shi Wanyue's steady breathing paused slightly: "I'm not angry."

"Then why doesn't my sister pay attention to me?" Wen Zhimiao pouted and didn't believe her words. Shi Wanyue was always like this. She would say she was not angry even when she was angry. Most of the time, she had to guess for herself. She had been guessing for so many years but she couldn't guess right every time.

Shi Wanyue put her hand on her waist and then slightly turned sideways. Wen Zhimiao followed her movements and sat on her lap unconsciously.

When their eyes met, the person who was being pretentious just now suddenly didn't know what to say.

Wen Zhimiao looked at Master Wanyue with some heat, and shyly and uncomfortably turned away: "Why are you here, sister?"

Shi Wanyue hugged her and whispered, "I was ordered to assist His Highness on this trip. How can I report to His Highness if he takes the risk alone?"

Wen Zhimiao knew that she came because she was worried about him, but he always felt awkward hearing her call him "Your Highness" all the time.

"Sister~" Wen Zhimiao covered her mouth with her hand, looking a little coquettish.

"I told you not to call me that, it's weird." Wen Zhimiao looked at Shi Wanyue with dissatisfaction.

Shi Wanyue's lips curled up slightly: "Miaomiao is originally the princess, what's wrong with that?"

Why didn't I find it so fun to tease her before, Shi Wanyue thought maliciously.

Wen Zhimiao let her go, put his arms around her waist, put his chin on her shoulder, and seemed to be nestling in Shi Wanyue's arms.

"But I don't want to. Although it sounds noble, I always feel that sister separates me from you. It's too far." Wen Zhimiao whispered to Shi Wanyue what he was thinking.

"Sister, I don't want to hear you call me like that, and I don't want to hear Ayao, Tongtong, Linglang, Shushu and the others call me like that." Wen Zhimiao lowered her eyes, feeling aggrieved as she spoke.

"It is said that being an emperor means being alone. I don't want to be like this. I don't care what others do, but at least don't treat me like this, okay?"

Shi Wanyue listened to her aggrieved narration and request, her heart softened, and she put her arms around her waist: "Okay, it's my fault, Miaomiao, don't be sad."

He placed his palm against her back and patted it gently.

"I'm not sad. I'm very happy that my sister can come." Wen Zhimiao continued to lean on her stickyly.

I originally wanted to question her, but now that I hold the person in my arms, all I can do is pity her. Besides, I know in my heart that she would not really do those things.

"Thank you for your hard work." Shi Wanyue whispered.

Wen Zhimiao turned slightly and his eyes fell on the book on the table.

"What are you looking at, sister?" Wen Zhimiao asked curiously.

As she spoke, she reached out to take it. Shi Wanyue wanted to stop her, but Wen Zhimiao picked up the book too quickly.

"It's just a story, for entertainment." Shi Wanyue whispered.

Wen Zhimiao took a glance and his cheeks suddenly felt hot.

She never thought that Shi Wanyue would read this kind of book.

And this happens to be the moment when the protagonists express their feelings to each other and the scene becomes passionate.

He has read quite a few books in these two lives, and would even share them with Yun Zhou when he was shameless.

But now I discovered that people like Shi Wanyue would also read this kind of story. On the one hand, they felt it was novel, but on the other hand, they felt that the book in their hands seemed to be hot.

I don't know why, but I just feel a little embarrassed.

Wen Zhimiao suppressed her embarrassment and put the book down. Shi Wanyue was much more open than her and closed the book with her hand.

"Miao Miao asked me that day what I liked, and I said I didn't know, so I wanted to find the answer in the book." Shi Wanyue put his arms around her waist, and his breath was unusually hot.

Wen Zhimiao's heartbeat suddenly became unusually fast, and he felt embarrassed and wanted to look away from his master Wanyue's eyes.

But Master Wanyue put her other hand on her chin and pinched it: "I have found the answer, what about Miaomiao? If you haven't found it yet, you want to hear my answer."

The burning gaze made Wen Zhimiao unable to avoid it.

The candlelight in the room flickered, as if the beating hearts of the two were also wrapped in a layer of flames.

Wen Zhimiao nervously grabbed the corner of Shi Wanyue's clothes.

Just when Shi Wanyue was about to speak, Wen Zhimiao spoke first.

"Sister said that liking someone is what the heart desires. If that's the case, then I already have my answer." Wen Zhimiao put his hand on Shi Wanyue's shoulder.

She moved closer, and her lips touched Master Wanyue's hot lips, but they separated immediately.

Then Wen Zhimiao turned his head shyly.

Shi Wanyue looked at her with some joy: "So Miaomiao likes me, right?"

Wen Zhimiao nodded shyly: "Yeah~"

"Don't you like Miaomiao? If you don't like her, I will make a fuss. Could it be that I really have other sisters?" Wen Zhimiao hummed unreasonably.

Shi Wanyue chuckled: "How could that be."

She held Wen Zhimiao's hand, knowing that she was shy and embarrassed, and was deliberately using such unreasonable behavior to cover up her embarrassment.

"Only Miaomiao." Shi Wanyue interlocked her fingers with her, raised his head slightly and kissed her cheek.

Only then did Wen Zhimiao feel satisfied.

The two of them suddenly became quiet again. The two who had just expressed their feelings to each other felt shy and wanted to see each other.

Finally, Wen Zhimiao leaned into Shi Wanyue's arms again: "Sister, have you taken a bath?"

"I've washed it." Shi Wanyue replied in a low voice.

"Then... let's go to sleep." Wen Zhimiao said in a low voice.

"it is good."

Shi Wanyue put her arm through her legs and picked her up.

Wen Zhimiao felt a little embarrassed because she was obviously taller than Shi Wanyue.

Thinking about his own height and Shi Wanyue's height, Wen Zhimiao inexplicably felt like she was seeing a tough girl acting like a spoiled brat.

The more I think about it, the more I find it unbearable.