Affection

The subsequent interactions didn't change much; the two greeted each other as usual and chatted about daily life. But in my heart, it felt even more uncomfortable. Since she didn't blame me, it made me more keenly aware of another kind of affection. I was no longer on edge and even more proactively appeared around her, trying to win her favor. One evening after dinner, I knocked on Qing-jie's door with two freshly brewed cups of coffee, pretending it was at Auntie's (her mom's) request to check if she was studying or doing homework. While drinking coffee and watching her do homework, I couldn't help but ask: "Are you really not angry with me?" Qing-jie stopped writing and looked at me, replying: "At first I was, then surprised... But after checking my body and knowing you didn't harm me, so strictly speaking, you were just lustful... Discovering that you're also a normal man, I just hope you don't harm others because of your interest in the opposite sex. Moreover, we grew up together since childhood raised by Auntie (my mom), we've seen each other's bodies long ago, and I don't want Auntie to worry about this." After saying that, Sister first went to lock the door and then began to remove her clothes one by one. Sister, wearing only her underwear, left me stunned; a beautiful naked woman was alive in front of me. She said: "Rather than letting you trouble other women, it's better to use this body of mine that you've seen since childhood, but you must promise me not to harm me, and without my permission, don't make any excessive moves..." I just stared at that youthful body; as for what she said, I didn't seem to hear it. By the time I returned to my room and came to my senses, I felt that our relationship hadn't reached an end, but rather the beginning of another kind of relationship.