2: Chapter 2 Who says you can't spank someone who's eighteen?

The scenes from the past few days were still vivid in his mind. Opening his eyes, Jiang Che saw Jiang Ning was already in the living room, urging him to come out quickly.

Jiang Che smiled speechlessly. "I am a dignified man, why would I play with a hula hoop with a little girl like you?"

Five minutes later...

"Hey, your waist doesn't seem to be working right."

"What 'hey'? I'm your brother!"

"Oh, brother, your waist doesn't seem to be working right."

"Who says so?"

"Then why are you covered in sweat? Just move it."

Jiang Che, who had been tortured for a long time, wiped the sweat from his forehead. Finally, gritting his teeth, he took off the hula hoop. "I'm done. If you want to move, do it yourself!"

With that, he walked over to the sofa, sat down with a thump, and lay back.

Seeing this, Jiang Ning gave a light hmph. "Hmph, fine if you don't want to. I'll do it myself."

Jiang Che raised an eyebrow, feeling that the sentence sounded a bit strange. However, when he turned his head, Jiang Ning was looking down, seriously fiddling with her hula hoop.

Looking at this girl, Jiang Che suddenly felt a bit dazed, then the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

This girl had been very close to him since she was little. He had always been the one leading this little tag-along. Later, as she slowly grew up, she spoke less and less to him.

Before learning that Jiang Ning was coming to Nansu, Jiang Che had been a bit anxious. If this girl was still the cold, silent type she had been for the past two years, it would be tough to deal with.

However, after two days, it felt okay. After not seeing each other for a long time, the sense of distance Jiang Ning had with him seemed to have lessened instead.

The suite wasn't big and only had one bathroom.

At 9 PM, Jiang Ning went into the bathroom to wash up. Not long after she finished, Jiang Che went in to wash up.

As soon as he entered the bathroom, the space, still lingering with faint steam, was filled with a fragrance.

A faint, sweet scent—the scent of Jiang Ning.

Soon, Jiang Che noticed two eye-catching, tiny pieces of clothing in the basket on the side.

Jiang Che hesitated for a moment, feeling a bit embarrassed to look. Just as he turned around, the bathroom door was suddenly knocked on.

Jiang Che was startled. He opened the door and saw Jiang Ning at the entrance, her face slightly blushing, peeking her head into the bathroom.

"What are you doing? I'm taking a shower."

"You haven't taken them off yet, have you?" Jiang Ning muttered softly. Then, she squeezed past Jiang Che into the bathroom, went straight to the basket, picked up her clothes, and left, blushing.

Fortunately, he hadn't done anything weird; otherwise, if this girl had seen it, she would probably think he was a pervert...

Closing the door again, Jiang Che turned on the shower and began to wash up properly.

More than ten minutes later, a refreshed Jiang Che came out of the bathroom, fully dressed.

Having an extra Stinky Girl at home was a bit inconvenient. In the past, he could run around the whole room wearing just his underwear.

Having only walked a few steps out, Jiang Che, who was still drying his hair, saw Jiang Ning walking out of his room.

It wouldn't have been anything, perhaps the girl was looking for something, but strangely, the girl had a guilty expression. She kept her head down, didn't even say hello, and then returned to her room across the hall. Closing the door was one thing, but she even locked it.

Something is fishy, definitely something fishy...

Jiang Che entered his room and looked around. The bed was neat, the items on the nightstand were tidy, and the clothes on the hanger hadn't been touched.

His gaze swept over the desk... Hmm? The computer?

Jiang Che hurriedly walked over and took a look. On the computer desktop, the file he had been working on before his shower was gone...

Jiang Che's heart skipped a beat. He quickly opened the folder on the desktop. The next second, just one glance was enough for Jiang Che to feel like the sky had fallen.

Inside the file, the research report he had spent over two hours working on before his shower only had the title left...

Jiang Che felt his blood boil. He stood up immediately and walked straight out of the room.

"Knock, knock, knock!" Jiang Che pounded on Jiang Ning's door. "Stinky Girl! Open the door!"

"Not opening it! I'm asleep!" From inside, a voice came, sounding guilty and nervous, yet carrying a hint of stubbornness.

"Open the door right now! Did you lose my file?!"

"No! I didn't leave my room!"

"Still pretending? I saw you come out of my room when I came out!"

"You saw wrong!"

Seeing this girl acting shamelessly, Jiang Che simply turned back to his room and took out a set of keys.

When Jiang Che returned to the door with the key to the guest room and began to unlock it, Jiang Ning inside panicked.

Just as Jiang Che opened the door, Jiang Ning instantly shrank under the quilt and shouted, "I didn't mean it! I just wanted to download something! I didn't see clearly and closed it!"

"Then why were you acting shameless and refusing to admit it just now?" Jiang Che said angrily.

"I, I was afraid you'd hit me..."

From under the quilt, Jiang Ning's weak voice came, sounding pitiful and helpless.

However, Jiang Che, who had grown up with Jiang Ning, immediately suspected that this girl was playing the pity card. So, he deliberately softened his mood and said calmly, "Don't mess with my computer in the future."

From under the covers, a still-weak voice replied, "Mm, I know, brother."

Jiang Che deliberately walked out a few steps, then closed the door.

He remained in Jiang Ning's room. After a few seconds of silence, Jiang Ning, hearing no movement outside and thinking Jiang Che had already left, lifted the quilt and poked her head out.

The Stinky Girl's face was full of triumph; there was not a trace of looking pitiful.

The next second, Jiang Ning locked eyes with Jiang Che again, and the expression on her exquisite face froze.

"You, you didn't leave?"

"Stinky Girl! I knew it!" Jiang Che walked to the bedside in two steps.

"Ah!" Now, Jiang Ning was truly panicked. She tried to shrink back into the quilt, but the next second, Jiang Che pulled the quilt away, grabbed the girl's arm, and dragged her in front of him.

"I was wrong! Brother, I was wrong!"

"I won't dare to do it again!"

Jiang Che didn't care. He sat on the edge of the bed and grabbed the girl's arm.

Seeing this posture, Jiang Ning seemed to suddenly recall some terrible memory. Her face changed instantly, and her voice carried a hint of a sob.

"Brother! I was wrong! I apologize!"

"Brother! Don't, Jiang Che! Jiang Che, you dare! I've grown up! I'm eighteen! I'm a young woman now, you can't do this!"

"Hmph! A young woman? Eighteen?" Jiang Che let out a cold snort.

"Who says you can't spank an eighteen-year-old? Hmm?"

As Jiang Che finished his sentence, immediately following that:

"Smack!"