Hanging up the phone, Yang Feilong looked at Yang Qingqing, who was pouting, and flicked her pert little nose. "What are you angry about? She's your best friend."
"What reason would I have to be angry? She's also your 'daughter'," Yang Qingqing's lips curved into a beautiful arc when she said "daughter."
Yang Feilong was stunned on the spot: "..."
Daughter?
Well, if you counted from Luo Yujiao, it wouldn't be wrong to call Luo Wenwen his daughter.
"What do you think Wenwen would think if she knew about the relationship between you and her mother?" Yang Qingqing's eyes sparkled as she brought up the topic. "You know, if you were to take Wenwen as well, then..."
"Cough, cough, don't talk nonsense." Yang Feilong's face stiffened, and he angrily interrupted Yang Qingqing's devilish idea.
"Tsk, you say you're angry, but who knows what you're really thinking in your heart!" Yang Qingqing said disdainfully.
"Do you think I can't do anything about you?" Yang Feilong snorted, but a wicked thought flashed through his mind. Of course, he immediately suppressed that thought in the depths of his heart.
"Hehe, the more you get angry, the more it shows that my good brother has this idea in his heart!" Yang Qingqing blinked her eyes. "You know, if both of them called you 'good brother,' wouldn't you feel really great inside?"
Slap!
Yang Feilong slapped Yang Qingqing on the butt, stopping her from spouting any more nonsense.
"Why did you hit my butt?" Yang Qingqing looked at Yang Feilong pitifully.
"I think you're becoming more and more unruly!" Yang Feilong said angrily.
"Okay, okay, I won't say anymore, alright?" Seeing that her brother seemed to be genuinely angry, Yang Qingqing said pitifully. Seeing her brother so angry, she was also suspicious. Did her brother really not have this idea?
Speaking of which, Luo Wenwen was less than a year younger than her brother. If she didn't have any thoughts about her brother, it had to be said that the two of them seemed quite suitable together.
As for Aunt Yujiao, although she was called "Aunt," she wasn't actually that old. She was only twenty-eight now, in the prime of a woman's beauty, full of grace, sexiness, and charm.
At this moment, Yang Qingqing's mind was filled with wild thoughts.
Yang Feilong looked at Yang Qingqing's little eyes darting around and felt quite helpless. He could stop his sister from talking nonsense about this matter, but he couldn't stop her from thinking wild thoughts in her heart!
"Alas, Qingqing, some things can be said, and some things should not be spoken carelessly," Yang Feilong sighed.
"I know, brother," Yang Qingqing playfully stuck out her tongue. "But seriously, do you really have no feelings for Wenwen? She's fair-skinned, beautiful, and has long legs! And do you know? She actually asked me to help her become your girlfriend, and one of them at that!"
Yang Feilong looked at Yang Qingqing with a dark line across his forehead: "..."
But honestly, when he heard what Yang Qingqing had said just now, his heart couldn't help but skip a beat. He would never admit that he had feelings for Luo Wenwen; he was just a little annoyed that his sister was still talking about this matter.
"If you keep talking about this, I'm not playing with you anymore!" Yang Feilong said irritably.
"Alright, I really won't say it anymore this time!" Yang Qingqing hugged Yang Feilong's arm ingratiatingly, making Yang Feilong feel her grand magnificence.
Looking at his sister's ingratiating expression, a hint of helplessness appeared on Yang Feilong's face. He really couldn't do anything about her.
He accompanied his sister, strolling around the mountain casually, eating some snacks, admiring the scenery, and then sitting on a rock and cuddling with Wen Chun for a while. They were quite affectionate, and Yang Qingqing seemed to relish such acts of intimacy.
"It's almost noon, let's go down the mountain!" Yang Feilong looked at the sky and said.
"Okay!" Yang Qingqing said.
"Do you still want me to carry you?" Yang Feilong asked.
"No, I want you to hold me!" Yang Qingqing giggled.
"..."
What could Yang Feilong say to this? If she wanted to be held, then so be it!
After all, his skin was thick, and he was used to being looked at like a 'monkey.'
"Mwah!" Yang Qingqing pecked Yang Feilong on the cheek. "Husband, you're so good! This is for you as a reward."
Yang Feilong quite liked his sister's intimate actions. Compared to his other girlfriends, Yang Qingqing gave Yang Feilong the best experience because she particularly liked to cling to him.
Luo Yujiao, being older, would try to please Yang Feilong in bed, but overall, she was rather shy. Of course, she would do whatever Yang Feilong asked her to, possessing an obedient personality.
Han Yun was more fiery and bold, and she liked to tease him. Speaking of which, Yang Qingqing had some similarities in personality with Han Yun, but they were also different. Han Yun gave Yang Feilong a fiery feeling, while his sister gave him a feeling of being clever and mischievous, mixed with 'scheming.' If he were to describe Han Yun, 'a fiery beautiful teacher' would be quite fitting!
Lou Yimo's personality was somewhat similar to Luo Yujiao's, but still different. She was also quite well-behaved, like a genuine girl next door.
Of course, Yang Feilong had previously thought that Lou Yimo was a bit like his sister, but the reality proved that he had overthought it.
As for Li Yufei, she had a CEO personality, gentle and elegant, and extremely independent.
Yang Qingqing, a top student, was clever and mischievous, and also had her schemes. Yang Feilong had fallen into her 'clutches' step by step, which showed her methods. Of course, her possessiveness was also extremely strong, not inferior to Li Yufei in this regard.
Although his sister was scheming and liked to 'calculate' against him, Yang Feilong didn't mind her 'schemes' because he could feel her love for him, and it was genuine.
They went all the way, kissing all the way.
"Sister, aren't you tired?" Yang Feilong glanced at his sister irritably.
"I'm just moving my mouth, what's there to be tired about? Hehe, brother, are you tired? If you're tired, put me down, and I'll walk," Yang Qingqing giggled.
"I'm not tired," Yang Feilong shook his head.
For ordinary people, going up and down the mountain would be tiring, let alone carrying someone. But for Yang Feilong, it really didn't feel like anything. In fact, because of his sister's 'rewards' of kisses all the way, he was even more energized.
"Brother, you're holding me and don't want me to walk, are you afraid my little feet will get sore?" Yang Qingqing giggled.
"Don't overthink it, that's not the case," Yang Feilong said calmly.
"Brother, do you want to eat my little feet? If you do, I'll give them to you tonight at the hotel," Yang Qingqing teased again.
"..." Yang Feilong's face turned red with anger. "If you talk any more nonsense, I'll throw you down!"
What kind of crazy talk was this outside?
Fortunately, there was no one around, and his sister's voice was so low that if someone heard it, wouldn't they laugh?
He subconsciously glanced at his sister's feet, but couldn't see them because she was wearing shoes.
But he had seen them yesterday and played with them. To be honest, his sister's feet were very beautiful and tempting, and he did want to... cough, stop thinking, if he kept thinking, he would want to go back to the hotel now.
Seeing her brother's pretense of being upright, Yang Qingqing chuckled foolishly and didn't tease him anymore.