11: Chapter 11 The Shameless Pervert Who Touched His Sister's Feet

"Stealing my territory?" Jiang Che was stunned for a long time before coming out with that.

Jiang Ning was taken aback for a moment, then chided him, "What territory are you stealing? Hmph, isn't your home my home too?"

Jiang Che had just been joking, but then he noticed that after his younger sister said, 'Isn't your home my home too,' she blushed for no reason.

"Got it." Jiang Che didn't think much of it, just said it indifferently, then slid his chair toward the computer desk and put his headphones back on.

Watching movies in the study at night, or putting on headphones to listen to music for a while, was a habit of Jiang Che's.

Jiang Ning left the room, but only a minute later, Jiang Che heard footsteps again.

Turning his head, he saw that Jiang Ning had brought in a stool from outside, and then, under Jiang Che's slightly startled gaze, placed it beside him.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Che was confused.

"Listening to music." As she said this, Jiang Ning sat down beside Jiang Che, took one earphone from his ear, and put it into her own.

Seeing this, Jiang Che couldn't help but laugh and cry. Jiang Ning had had this habit since she was little. When he was in high school and got his first mobile phone, Jiang Ning, who was still just a little girl back then, loved to grab one earphone and listen with him every weekend whenever he was at home listening to music.

But this girl's habit was a bit strange; every time Jiang Che, having his mood ruined, offered her both earphones, she wouldn't take them.

After listening for a while, Jiang Che noticed that Jiang Ning seemed uncomfortable sitting on the backless stool.

"Want to go to the living room and watch a movie?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning's eyes lit up.

The two went to the living room, where Jiang Ning took the remote control first, turned on the TV, and started slowly browsing.

Jiang Che didn't mind; he lay comfortably on the sofa with his feet propped up on the coffee table.

After Jiang Ning selected a movie and it had just started, she felt that her posture of sitting upright was uncomfortable. Looking at her brother, who was lying leisurely with his hands behind his head watching the computer, she hesitated for two seconds, and then placed her small feet on Jiang Che's lap.

Looking at the pair of fair, delicate feet that had appeared out of thin air on his lap, Jiang Che was slightly startled.

"Stinky Girl, did you wash your feet?"

Jiang Ning was a little shy and annoyed: "I wash them every day, okay?"

Jiang Che couldn't help but take another look before slowly shifting his gaze to the TV.

As the saying goes, she was bad at it but loved to play. When watching a movie was first mentioned, Jiang Ning was very excited, but after lying on the sofa and watching for less than half an hour, when Jiang Che turned his head, he found that the girl had fallen asleep. Leaning against the sofa, with her head tilted, she looked quiet and cute.

Jiang Che wanted to wake her up, but seeing her sleeping soundly, he couldn't bear to.

After hesitating for a moment, he slowly got up, then picked up the blanket nearby, wanting to cover her with it.

However, as he moved, Jiang Ning immediately lost her balance and tilted over, leaning against his shoulder.

Beside his ear was the sound of the girl's steady breathing. Because she was so close, he could even smell the pleasant, faint scent on her body.

Looking at her fluttering eyelashes, Jiang Che paused. In the end, he didn't continue moving. However, worried that the girl might catch a cold, he hesitated for two seconds before slowly reaching out and gently touching Jiang Ning's feet.

The slightly warm touch made Jiang Che's heart flutter inexplicably.

With his mind in disarray, Jiang Che couldn't even tell if it was cold or not.

He nervously looked down at his younger sister leaning on him; she was still sleeping soundly.

Turning his head back, looking at the fair, cute feet and crystal-clear toes in front of him, a ridiculous thought suddenly appeared in Jiang Che's mind…

I couldn't tell earlier, should I try again?

Damn… why do I feel like I'm really a bit of a pervert?

Forget it, why am I overthinking? She and I are brother and sister; I'm worried about my sister catching a cold, so touching her feet should be normal, right?

After a bit of mental struggle, Jiang Che still reached out and then… began to 'care for' the girl.

Jiang Ning's feet were very pretty. Jiang Che felt that God favored her too much; she had a pretty face, a good figure, and even her feet were so tempting.

After lightly pressing against them, Jiang Che's hanging heart settled down, but soon, he became inexplicably nervous again.

After a full two or three minutes like this, Jiang Che suddenly felt that something was wrong with him.

He let go, then habitually looked down to check the girl's reaction, and immediately froze.

The girl's hands, which were resting on her stomach, were clenched into tight fists and trembling slightly…

Jiang Che's heart instantly went cold. Turning his head again, he saw that the face Jiang Ning had resting on his shoulder was so red it seemed about to bleed, and a pair of dark, bright eyes were staring straight at him with shyness!

"You… you're awake?" Jiang Che's face flushed red, and he quickly pulled his hand back.

And Jiang Ning immediately moved her small feet off his lap, sat upright, pulled the blanket from beside Jiang Che, and covered her legs.

She just kept looking at Jiang Che like that, which made him feel uneasy.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Ning's face was flushed red, and one hand covered her feet under the blanket.

"I saw you were asleep and was afraid you'd catch a cold, so I… checked your temperature."

Jiang Che was telling the truth, but… to his younger sister, this was just a lying fabrication.

"Liar! You were clearly just…" Jiang Ning said with some shyness and annoyance, but midway through, she was too embarrassed to say the words 'touching me all over'.

Even though Jiang Che was thick-skinned, being caught red-handed touching his sister's feet still made him blush.

"Really." Jiang Che could only weakly defend himself.

He had felt like a pervert himself just a moment ago, let alone Jiang Ning.

Just as Jiang Che was racking his brain trying to figure out how to explain it so the Stinky Girl would believe him, she asked another strange question.

"Are… are you dating someone?"

Jiang Che was stunned. Dating? What does that have to do with touching feet?

Seeing his brother's confused expression, after a few seconds of silence, Jiang Ning suddenly muttered: "Hmph, stinky boy who learns bad things as soon as he starts dating!"

After saying that, Jiang Ning angrily found her slippers, put them on, and walked straight to her room.

In the living room, Jiang Che sat on the sofa, looking at the closed door of the second bedroom with black lines on his forehead. What is all this about?

He had just been rejoicing that he didn't have to face his sister awkwardly anymore, when he suddenly thought of a serious problem.

Damn, this Stinky Girl… she wouldn't go tell Mom and Dad that I'm a shameless pervert who touches her feet, would she?

Thinking of this, Jiang Che immediately gasped, then quickly got up and followed her.

"Stinky Girl, Stinky Girl, open the door!"