Quick Wear: Pampering Your Lover

The content of the email was about Mingzhen's life experience.

Ming Xiu found it ridiculous. How could Zhenzhen not be the daughter of the Ming family?

It must be someone's prank.

But the convincing and well-reasoned content made him call the company's specially hired detective hacker.

The hacker was naturally shocked when he received the news. The boss, who was a sister-brain, actually wanted to check the identity of the sister and even suspected that she was not his biological daughter. This made the hacker almost think that he had heard it wrong.

After confirming that the person on the other side was indeed the boss himself, he quickly adjusted his mood and agreed.

Mingxiu didn't know that he was misunderstood. After hanging up the phone, he sat alone in silence for a long time before he started working again.

No matter what, Zhenzhen must be the apple of his eye.

This will never change.

......

After lunch, the two people who had made up were sitting side by side on the bed playing games.

Mingzhen felt sore in the waist, so she leaned on him and found a comfortable position to continue playing. Mingyi, feeling awkward, swallowed the "get away" in his mouth and cowardly adjusted his position so that she could lean on the ground more comfortably.

Afraid that she would get angry again.

It's quite difficult to coax.

After a while, Mingzhen yawned, threw the phone to Mingyi, and fell asleep.

"Pig, just fall asleep."

Mingyi also turned off his phone and muttered something softly, but his hands involuntarily smoothed the hair off her cheek.

......

When Mingzhen woke up, his neck was sore.

Mingyi must take the whole blame.

Although they both fell asleep, when she woke up she found herself resting her head on Mingyi's arm. Could it be as comfortable as her own soft pillow?

So it's all his fault.

Mingzhen, feeling unhappy, changed his clothes and hurried to Peking University while his second brother was still sleeping.

Song Shijun had just come out of the laboratory, and there was still a hint of dark circles under her eyes, which gave her the charm of a decadent beauty.

Mingzhen kissed his lips and pulled him into the bathroom.

An hour later, the two of them came out after finishing their fight.

"You take a rest, I'll go back first." Mingzhen pinched his face leisurely.

"I'm not tired yet..."

"Aren't you really tired?"

Mingzhen gave him a playful look.

"I can prove it." Song Shijun pulled the person back into his arms in embarrassment and leaned over.

......

Mingzhen's almond-shaped eyes were half-closed, the corners of her eyes were rosy, and the blush on her cheeks did not fade away for a long time. She was held in Song Shijun's arms.

She rubbed it subconsciously, like a sated cat.

"Zhenzhen, who am I?"

"You? You are Song Shiyun, what's wrong? Did you lose your memory?" Mingzhen did not respond.

"Then can I, can I be your boyfriend?"

"Ah, well..." Mingzhen raised her lips cunningly, "If you think so, that's fine."

Anyway, she doesn't have a boyfriend, so a little lover can also be considered a kind of boyfriend, right?

Song Shijun completely ignored the deeper meaning behind this, and all he could think about was Zhenzhen's "yes".

He kissed her lips passionately, "Zhenzhen, I love you so much... I will always be your good little dog."

Mingzhen raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that the once cold and aloof young academic genius who only cared about academics would take the initiative to say such words. He was afraid that people who knew him would never believe it even if they were beaten to death.

She kissed him back contentedly, interrupting him before the atmosphere got heated, and stood up to get dressed. "Okay, go get some rest."

Song Shijun lay there obediently, watching Mingzhen's every move, until she left, her heart still filled with joy and satisfaction.

He closed his eyes and recalled his first meeting with Mingzhen.

His mother died of illness at an early age, and his father became decadent. Later, he owed gambling debts and had his legs broken. His grandmother suffered a cerebral hemorrhage in anger and was paralyzed in bed.

When his family encountered misfortune, Song Shiyun, who only knew how to read, was at a loss and could only borrow money from relatives everywhere, but he could only get together 30,000 yuan.

Because everyone knew that his father was addicted to gambling and owed debts, he was afraid that the money he borrowed would never be returned. The 30,000 yuan was given by everyone out of their past friendship, and no one expected it to be paid back.

But 30,000 yuan could not do anything, and that's when he met Mingzhen.

The young lady was dressed in expensive clothes, and her temperament could be distinguished from the crowd at a glance. She was as beautiful as a blooming rose, but she said to him who was stuck in the quagmire, "I will help you solve all your problems. You be my puppy, how about it? No more waiting~"

"I do." He lowered his head and knelt down without any reluctance.

It was his honor to be the eldest lady's plaything.

......

As soon as Mingzhen returned home, he saw Mingyi waiting at the door.

"Why are you standing here without saying a word? You scared me." Mingzhen accused unhappily.

"Where have you been?"

"Don't tell you."

She changed her shoes carelessly, walked past Mingyi and went back to her bedroom.

She must have gone to find that stinky man outside again.

How could it be possible that his sister was dating behind his back?

Mingyi frowned again and again, but still followed and pushed open his sister's door.

The first thing he saw was a fair, delicate back, with what seemed to be some unsightly red marks. He was startled, and before he could react, a pillow hit his head, obscuring his view.

"Ming Yi! I'm changing clothes, are you blind?!"

The young man's face flushed red, "Who knows! I didn't mean it!"

He hurriedly closed the door and ran back to his room, having long forgotten that he was going to discipline his rebellious sister.

When he returned to the room, he couldn't help but think of the scene just now, but the more he thought about it, the more wrong it seemed.

What are those red marks on her back?

It's not that he didn't understand anything, and since she was away in the afternoon, a guess suddenly emerged in his mind.

After having some doubts, Mingyi's face suddenly darkened.

Who seduced his sister?