I listened to my sister's words today.

Jiang Ling gently blew her hair dry and when she came out, she found the little guy still lying on the bed, looking depressed and absent-minded.

She climbed onto the bed lightly, held the little one gently in her arms, and asked softly, "What's wrong? Are you still unhappy?"

Yun Yiruo just responded softly with "Yeah".

Seeing the little guy like this, Jiang Ling couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth and smile.

Pretending to be mysterious, he said, "Do you really want to give me a gift? If you really want to, it's not impossible."

"Oh? What does sister want?" He raised his head in confusion.

Jiang Ling suddenly held the little guy's head gently and kissed him.

With gentle and slow movements, he pried open the little guy's lips. After a while, he let go, looked at the little guy breathing heavily, and whispered, "How about we have a massage?"

"Oh! No...no!" The little guy answered with a stammer.

Jiang Ling pretended to be sad and said, "But didn't you just say you wanted to give me a gift? Are you changing your mind so quickly?"

"Yes...you want to give me a gift...but can it not be this?" The little guy's voice was hesitant.

"Why? Doesn't Ruoruo like her sister anymore?" Jiang Ling's voice was a little playful.

"No..." Before the little guy could finish his words, Jiang Ling kissed him gently again.

One hand gently held the little guy's head, with just the right amount of strength, as if comforting a wounded bird.

Then, (hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe)

(Hehehehehehehehehe now), just like an artist adds to his work (Hehehehehehehehehehehe)

Yun Yiru's face instantly turned as red as a cooked shrimp, and she suddenly felt that she had no strength left in her body. Her eyes were red, and she looked at her sister aggrievedly, like a bullied deer.

"Sister, (you said okay hehehehehehe)." The voice was tinged with tears, which made people feel distressed.

Jiang Ling smiled slightly and patted Yun Yiruo's back gently. "Be good, didn't you say you wanted to give your sister a birthday present? Just listen to your sister's wishes, okay?"

Jiang Ling did not urge the little guy, still maintaining her patience, with her hands gently supporting her sides. After all, she was also feeling a little numb.

The little guy was right below, with tears in his eyes, staring at it with great interest.

Time passed quietly in silence, and finally, after a slight breathing sound, the little guy nodded.

Jiang Ling leaned down gently, her movements as gentle as if she was handling a fragile treasure, and then slowly pushed it down.

At the same time, the other hand gently stroked the little guy's back, as if soothing a restless pony, filling the whole atmosphere with warmth and love.

10 minutes later~

Tears slid down her cheeks, and the sound of her crying had a strange charm, like a gentle breeze, blowing on Jiang Ling's heartstrings.

The pair of little hands, which seemed to have no bones, were pale and weak, gently pushing her sister, with a hint of unspeakable pleading and helplessness.

Her voice was tearful and she said intermittently, "Sister, please...please, don't go on." Don't misunderstand, this is a massage.

When Jiang Ling heard the soft, trembling crying and begging for mercy, the fire in her heart seemed to be doused with fuel, burning even more vigorously.

The massage technique unconsciously became stronger, as if trying to soothe the inner desire in this way.

"It's already now, do you still have to call me sister? Shouldn't you change to another name?" There was a hint of guidance in Jiang Ling's words.

“I…I don’t know, sis, can (hehehehehehe?) I don’t like this feeling, wuwuwuwu.”

Tears blurred her vision, but she still tried hard to express her request.

At this time, her tears had long dried up, leaving only a pair of helpless eyes.

Jiang Ling's fingers slid gently across Yun Yiru's back, with moderate force but with an unyielding firmness.

There was a barely perceptible hint of teasing at the corner of his mouth, and a teasing gleam in his eyes, as if he was waiting for something.

"Then baby, think about it carefully, what should you call me?" Her voice was soft and seductive.

Ten minutes passed, and Yun Yiruo had racked her brains and tried all the nicknames she could think of, from "sister" to "goddess", and then to "young lady and husband".

Every name was full of anticipation, but it still failed to make my sister stop what she was doing.

As time passed, Yun Yiru's voice gradually became hoarse and even a little desperate.

At the end, she almost collapsed and shouted, "(xxxxxx stop xxx) come on, it's really fucking, woo woo woo." The pain and helplessness contained in that voice were heartbreaking.

Jiang Ling was suddenly shocked when she heard this childish call, and her joking mood froze instantly.

She was stunned, and the pressure from her fingers disappeared, and the massage movement slowly stopped.

Looking at the little guy trembling slightly in front of me, a complex emotion surged in my heart.

(The two words xxxxx were like a mysterious force, instantly awakening Jiang Ling's hidden emotions. Her eyes instantly became fiery and fanatical, and her entire body seemed to have fallen into an indescribable state of madness.

The little guy in front of him had fainted and was lying helplessly in his arms.

Jiang Ling's heart once again surged with a strong possessive desire, yes, I am your everything, (xxxxxxx)

Whispering softly: "Good night, baby, but don't stop yet."

After saying that, Jiang Ling carefully lifted the little guy up and gently pressed her lips against the massage area, as if kissing every inch of the baby.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment. 20 minutes passed while she gently massaged and fucked the little guy until a blush appeared on his face. Then she gently picked him up.

Then, (xxxxxxxxx), a mischievous gleam appeared in her eyes, (give yourself xxxx). The movements were light and skillful, as if she was playing a silent piece of music.

(Thank you all for your gifts and support. Dear readers, this is all I can say. You may not understand it, so please imagine it yourself.)