Movie/TV: How could my sister be Qiao Jingjing?

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Unlike the typical softness of a woman, her charm grows on you the more you look at her.

She exudes the aura of a powerful career woman.

But when Qiao Yu forcefully took her hand, a faint blush rose to her cheeks.

It gave her a strong sense of contrast.

Qiao Yu's mind wandered as he watched.

Qiao Yu's words reminded Mo Xiangwan, and she asked him, "Yu, did you put on sunscreen before you came out?"

"No, I never use it, and I'm not going to expose it to the sun today."

Qiao Yu was very honest; he really didn't need it.

Mo Xiangwan made Qiao Yu turn around, then rummaged through her small backpack and pulled out a tube of sunscreen.

He commanded, "Lower your head."

Qiao Yu guessed what Mo Xiangwan was going to do, and lowered his head slightly as instructed.

I feel so relieved; my older sister's care is always so timely.

Mo Xiangwan used snow-white sunscreen to make Qiao Yu's face look like a big blotch.

Then she gently rubbed Qiao Yu's face with her small hands.

After wiping my face, I started wiping my arms and the backs of my hands.

"Give me your hand!"

As Mo Xiangwan spoke, she began wiping the back of her hands again.

The two intertwined their fingers, rubbing and touching each other, making sure to touch every crevice between their fingers.

He was being caressed by Mo Xiangwan's soft, smooth little hands.

Qiao Yu felt a surge of secret pleasure.

Although Mo Xiangwan is often fierce and even hits people, she is undeniably very considerate.

Her affections are direct; she never hides them.

"Alright, let's go rent a car!"

After applying sunscreen, Mo Xiangwan sent Qiao Yu to rent a car.

.......

69 and Mo Xiangwan are in the car? Su Jinbei has a fever.

The car rental shop owner had a strange expression on his face, staring intently at Qiao Yu.

I recognized her from her eyes.

It was definitely that kid from this morning.

He then looked at the beautiful, aloof, and sophisticated woman next to him.

Damn, this is definitely not the same girl as this morning.

Although the woman in the morning was wearing a mask and glasses, the two women had different figures and temperaments.

Qiao Yu gave the car rental shop owner a look that said, "I advise you not to meddle in other people's business."

The latter understood and immediately gave a thumbs up.

With the cool lake breeze blowing, the sun was no longer so scorching.

Qiao Yu was in an extremely pleasant mood.

It wasn't because of the cool breeze, but because he put his arm around the "driver's" slender waist, and the "driver" didn't scold him.

Gee...

So fine, so soft.

His hands began to wander uncontrollably.

"hand!"

If Mo Xiangwan didn't stop it, she might be dragged into the lake by that itchy feeling.

But that hand would still stealthily move.

One minute it's this, the next it's that.

Mo Xiangwan barely managed to maintain a semblance of composure.

A pinkish tinge appeared behind her ears.

It wasn't until I realized that the "cell phone" was irritating my lower back that I realized I was being choked by it.

She quickly stopped the car, got out of the driver's seat, and glared fiercely at Qiao Yu.

She pinched Qiao Yu's waist hard and whispered angrily:

"You naughty thing! You ride it!"

Qiao Yu winced as he was pinched, and obediently switched to the riding position.

It's not my fault!

The phone has its own thoughts, is it my fault?

But then another problem arose: the phone protruded a bit, which was obstructed from view while riding.

Finally, Qiao Yu came up with a solution.

Mo Xiangwan placed the small bag in front, using it as a storage shelf to block the view.

Mo Xiangwan pinched his waist repeatedly.

Qiao Yu was secretly overjoyed, experiencing a bittersweet mix of pain and pleasure.

Tired of pinching, Mo Xiangwan leaned against Qiao Yu's broad back, gazing into the distance with a smile on her lips, lost in thought.

on the way back.

"You can't waste money at school, you know? Especially, you can't buy things for girls, understand?"

Mo Xiangwan started giving instructions, just like a mother hen guarding her food.

"Yes, Sister Xiang Wan, I'm on vacation!"

"Hmph! And also, don't go wandering around in the woods!"

"Then...then...what if I get tempted?"

Qiao Yu started plotting again.

"If you really can't hold back... will you listen to me?"

"listen!"

Mo Xiangwan fell silent.

But at this moment, silence speaks louder than words; the answer has already been given.

After returning the electric scooter, the two walked arm in arm toward the vehicle.

Qiao Yu, recalling her confused state after getting drunk last time, suddenly spoke up:

"Xiang Wan, you should drink less in the future, and if you can avoid drinking altogether, then don't drink at all. You are also not allowed to go to bars or similar places!"

Mo Xiangwan was stunned and didn't react for a moment.

Assuming Qiao Yu disliked it, he replied truthfully:

"I never go to bars, and I don't drink much except when I have dinner with my girlfriends."

Then she deliberately asked, "What about company business dinners sometimes?"

"That's not allowed! Girls aren't allowed to attend social events!"

Qiao Yu's tone was resolute, leaving no room for argument.

Mo Xiangwan was stunned.

Looking at this younger brother who suddenly exudes an overbearing aura.

It feels like discovering a new continent.

She quietly examined Qiao Yu's profile, as if she wanted to get to know him again.

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

Qiao Yu turned his head slightly.

Their eyes met.

The world seemed to stand still at that moment.

After a long while, Mo Xiangwan gave him a sidelong glance, half coquettish and half reproachful.

"How domineering!"

That flirtatious glance, laced with feigned anger, sent shivers down Qiao Yu's spine.

He bit his tongue to suppress some wicked thoughts and said seriously:

"So, are you going to listen or not?"

"Listen! Humph! You bad thing! I'll listen to you, but let me tell you, if I stop earning money and you stop supporting me, I'll bite you to death!"

After saying that, Mo Xiangwan actually gave Qiao Yu a small, firm nibble on his shoulder.

Qiao Yu's lips twitched.

He didn't want Mo Xiangwan to be so tired anymore.

As a top agent, she manages more than just Qiao Jingjing as a celebrity.

Sometimes I'm so busy I don't even have time to reply to his messages.

Moreover, his royalties are now being distributed as dividends.