Zi Han knocked at Ming Ye's door. Today was the first day of the tutoring, and she still felt reluctant.
No, reluctant was too mild. Every instinct in her body was telling her to turn around and leave, to pretend she had suddenly developed a fever or lost her voice or simply… disappeared.
She felt something wrong in her heart, but for the sake of her task, she still braved herself and knocked again.
The 190-centimeter boy opened the door, with his perfect slender figure, a sweet smile adorning his handsome face.
As the girl's line of sight fell on him, Ming Ye showed her a lovely smile which made her shiver slightly. "Elder sister, I want to take a bath."
Zi Han blinked.
"…If you want to bathe, then go ahead," she replied quickly. "I can come back later."
Ming Ye's smile grew mischievous. "Sister, what are you shy about? We're brother and sister, ah."
Zi Han said with difficulty, "We're not blood-related brother and sister, ah…"
This was definitely inappropriate.
