"What's the rush? I'm just having a look around your... princess room."
Lin Can wandered around, taking in the scent that lingered in the air. The room was filled with girlish charm—personal items scattered all about: a pair of black stockings on the desk, a bra hanging off the doorknob, Hello Kitty-print undies draped over a fan, and a small, mysterious electronic device that looked like a mic sitting near the bed.
"Huh? What's this? Doesn't look like a mic… oh! It moves when you turn it on~"
"..."
"I feel like I've seen this somewhere before... ohhh right, this thing pops up a lot in Tokyo Cold videos."
"Can you not have such dirty thoughts? That's not what you think it is—it's a facial massager, okay?"
"How do you use it?"
"Like this…" Qiao Meina grabbed it, sat on the bed, and gave a quick demo on her cheek.
The very next second.
Lin Can made his move. It had just been a diversion tactic, and while she was distracted, he reached for something she had been sitting on—her Ningguang cosplay outfit.
Qiao Meina reacted lightning-fast, tossed the device aside, and cried out, "Ah~ no no!" She braced herself on the bed, scooting away while twisting her legs tightly together.
Double defense?
Trying to protect both the cosplay and… other things?
Hmm. Girls really do have a strong sense of self-protection.
"What are you hiding?"
"N-nothing! You should go take your shower."
"Let me see it."
"No way! Go shower, A-Can! Can't even listen to your big sis now?"
Meina played Genshin Impact with Lin Can every day—she knew all too well how obsessed he was with Ningguang, always calling her his "waifu."
If he found out she had a Ningguang cosplay… there'd be no peace. He'd definitely pester her to put it on and model for him.
The more Meina tried to hide it, the more curious Lin Can became.
"Come here!"
"A-Can, calm down! You're still young—don't do anything you'll regret for life! Ah~!"
Meina had just backed herself into a corner of the bed when Lin Can grabbed her tightly twisted legs and yanked her back. He then pinned her in place with his hands on either side of her head, looking down at her nervous face.
"Hand it over."
"Nooo~"
Whoosh~
Lin Can blew a warm breath across her face.
(⊙﹏⊙)
That breath—
Meina totally froze. Her bones melted, and she had no strength left.
Lin Can easily pulled the item out from under her.
"Well well, Ningguang's 'Orchid's Evening Gown'? Meina-jie, you planning to spoil me, huh?"
"No, I wasn't!"
"Aiya~ Meina-jie, just wear it for me, please~"
Lin Can instantly turned into a clingy puppy, hugging her arm, sweet-talking and pleading.
"You already bought it, so just try it on once. I'll take pictures! You've got a great figure—Ningguang's known for her long legs, and you've got those too! It's just one wear, not gonna hurt anyone, right~?"
Ew~~ Meina got goosebumps all over. She couldn't stand how clingy he was being.
She knew this would happen. Once he found out, there'd be no way out without putting it on.
Sigh~
"You really want to see?"
"Yup."
Meina sat up, leaned against the headboard, arms crossed over her chest, long legs elegantly draped.
"I'm hungry. I want grapes. Peeled."
"Okay! Give me a sec."
Lin Can dashed out of the room.
Meina huffed and smirked—boys are simple. As long as you agree to their little fetishes, they'll do whatever you ask.
Lin Can knew exactly what he was doing tonight: [Qiao Meina's Private Ningguang Cosplay Photoshoot], locked in!
Soon enough, he returned with peeled grapes and sat by her bedside.
"Ah~" Meina opened her mouth slightly, letting him feed her one by one with a toothpick.
"My legs feel a little sore."
"Right away."
Lin Can quickly put down the fruit bowl and started massaging her long, fair legs, kneading gently.
If you want to see the cosplay, you gotta earn it.
From her calves to her thighs, inch by inch, Lin Can "punished" her with care—a punishment he'd gladly give more of.
Smack~
Meina slapped his hand. "Not there. That part doesn't need a massage."
Outside the house, Meina usually listened to Lin Can.
Inside the house? Lin Can had to listen to her.
Click~
The door to the master bedroom opened. Wang Min came out for water. Noticing her daughter's door was ajar, she walked in—only to find Lin Can feeding Meina grapes and massaging her legs.
She tapped Meina's forehead in exasperation. "What are you two doing? It's late—let the boy rest! Making him feed you fruit and give you massages? Lin Can, don't spoil her. Come on, go to bed."
"It's alright, Auntie. I'm doing it willingly."
"Willingly? You…" Wang Min didn't say the rest—Are you dumb or what?
But unless you're the fish, how can you know what joy the fish feels?
Auntie, maybe don't stick your nose in.
Tonight, Lin Can was reeling in the big fish, ready to cash in on a jackpot—from money to… personal interests.
"Auntie, want a leg massage too? I can do yours next."
"Hehehe~ no thanks. Appreciate the offer. Sleep early, okay?"
Wang Min gave Meina a meaningful glare before walking out. But she did glance back a few more times, thinking to herself…
A filthy-rich young master doting on my daughter like this—what's he getting out of it?
Even as a mother, she found it hard to believe.
My daughter's luck must be off the charts…
She chuckled to herself and went to drink water, feeling rather pleased.
…
Ten minutes later.
"Grapes, done. Legs, massaged. Meina-jie, now it's your turn to fulfill my wish."
Lin Can tossed the 'Orchid's Evening Gown' to her.
This outfit had very little fabric—didn't even cover her thighs, left the back exposed, and barely concealed anything up front.
It's the kind of outfit that increases attack speed—and Meina feared Lin Can wouldn't be able to handle it.
"Aiya, fine! You win. Get out, I'll change into it for you."
"Okay. Call me when you're ready."
Lin Can left and closed the door.
Meina exhaled deeply—no more fighting it. She turned around, pulled down her zipper, revealing her smooth, bare back. The dress slipped off her shoulders, sliding to her waist, revealing a white lace front-closure bra underneath.
"Oh right—" Suddenly, the door swung open again.
Lin Can poked his head in and asked, "Meina-jie, do you have Ningguang's hair accessories too?"
"Get OUT—!!"
Meina yelled while clutching her chest with one hand and hurling a pillow at the door.
"Got it!"
Lin Can quickly shut the door.
He glanced out the window at the moon—so bright, round, and big tonight~
In the guest room, Lin Can pulled out his newly bought Leica camera, tested the lens with a few quick shots.
He knew Meina was truly good to him. If she weren't, no amount of pleading would have made her agree to this.
He'd seen plenty of cosplay at conventions—most of them barely left anything to the imagination.
But those cosplays were for everyone to see.
Meina's was just for him.
All he could say was… this "siblings" duo sure knew how to have fun.
More than ten minutes later.
"A-Can~"
"Coming!"
He stepped out of the guest room. As Meina slowly opened the door, what entered Lin Can's view was a breathtaking sight.
Moonlight spilled into the room. Meina stood with her back to him, dressed in the skintight 'Orchid's Evening Gown'—Ningguang's signature look. Her elegant figure outlined against the light, she held Ningguang's signature pipe, exuding charm. With a turn of her heels, her platinum blonde hair swayed in the breeze from the air conditioner.
She spoke in a cool, sultry voice, perfectly mimicking Ningguang's lines: "I am Ningguang, Tianquan of the Liyue Qixing. Shall we make a deal? You become my personal guard, and I…"
She swayed gracefully toward him, heels clicking, skirts shifting just enough to reveal glimpses of her flawless long legs.
"…and I will teach you how to make your mark in Liyue."
Holy—!!
Goosebumps broke out all over Lin Can.
Absolutely unreal!
"This isn't Meina-jie anymore—this is Ningguang herself! My waifu!"
Lin Can couldn't hold back—he scooped up "Ningguang Meina" into his arms.
"You're hugging too tight… I can't breathe."
This clingy little brother was easy to please.
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