Chapter 31: What’s that?

When Yan Jing arrived after dressing up, his sister was already in front of the copper mirror while a handmaiden combed her long black hair. The handmaiden must’ve said something funny to Yan Luan, because he could see her giggling from her reflection on the mirror.

“Allow me.”

Yan Luan’s giggles froze immediately as she stared up at her brother’s calm gaze, “But you don’t know how…” She sighed as she remembered the ugly and loose braids he had created on her head previously, it was then that she knew he’s not talented in this field.

Noticing the cunning glint in her beautiful eyes, Yan Jing flicker her forehead softly as he grinned broadly, “Keep still, it’ll be better than last time, so close your eyes for a bit.”

Ever since she had made fun of his braiding skills, he had specifically learnt it from a handmaiden. Hence, the pair of hands which were used to heavy swords, were now trying their best to tie Yan Luan’s hair up into two simple braids.

It’s good that she had not reached adulthood, hence her hairstyle wasn’t as complicated, and not long after, two adorable and short braids were finally completed before he allowed her to open her eyes.

(TNote: They have appropriate hairstyles for each age gap (children, adults, married women)

“This… is what you meant by better than last time?”

Her white jade hairpin looked as if it would fall off her head any time soon, while her braids were loose and horribly made, and as she gazed up at his proud smile, she felt her headache grew.

“Is it not to your liking?”

Is he seriously asking this?

“Heh, it’s good, let’s go and have our breakfast!”

But their breakfast were called to a stop midway as a letter had arrived for Yan Jing, and as he disappeared from her sight, Yan Luan immediately summoned her handmaidens and instructed them to redo her hair completely.

“WengZhu, the young master requested for your presence.” A servant announced at the door of her room as she lazed around in boredom.

She immediately made her way to the office, this was actually her first time there, as the office was usually used by her two brothers while she lazed about the villa.

“You’re here? Come over to me.” A deep voice sounded up as she approached the door.

Yan Jing preferred his surroundings to be quiet as he worked, hence only a single tea lady was standing nearby stiffly, and as soon as she saw Yan Luan arriving, the tea lady left the room immediately, even shutting the door firmly behind her.

“What are you doing… Ah! You!” She yelped in shock as she glanced at the portrait he had been working on, before clamping her palms over her cheeks in embarrassment.

Yan Jing chuckled softly as he dropped his paintbrush before grabbing ahold of the escaping Yan Luan. He pulled her onto his lap and forced her palms away from her eyes before pushing her against his desk, “Is it nice?” He asked as he nibbled her earlobe softly.

The unfinished painting depicted a young woman lying across a messy table while her limbs were spread apart and tied by an uncountable amount of ropes. There were specks of pink paint on her inner thighs, proof that she had been used with such vigor that her thighs and softness were swollen and red.

The woman’s face, which was similar to hers, was flushed scarlet as she leaned her head to the side, as if trying to escape from the shame, while unknown objects hanged from her dripping softness.

“Take it away, I won’t look! How could you draw something like this!”

Yan Luan had seen her elder brother’s paintings before, they were all really realistic and lifelike, but never would she had imagined that he would use his painting skills to draw something like this…

And as if seeing through her, Yan Jing caged his little sister within his arms before landing a warm kiss on her burning cheeks, even going as far as to grab her tiny hands and placed it against the painting.

“Look here, she’s huge like my Ah Luan,” He placed her fingers on the painting’s bosom, “Do you know what are those things below? Be good, you’ll know soon enough.”

“I don’t want to know, let go of me, ah!” She squirmed around in panic, but it had only seem to arouse him more. With a strong flick of his hand, Yan Jing moved everything to the side before placing his struggling sister on the table.

He grabbed ahold of her loosened belt and tied both of her wrists together tightly before tying the other end to one of the poles beside the table.

Yan Luan knee immediately that there’s was no escaping from her perverted brother’s clutches, “I don’t want this! Let go of me, you shameless person!”

Her eyes landed on the picture from before, realizing that the woman’s wrists were tied together too, just like hers.

He had planned it from the start! I shouldn’t have come…

Yan Jing chuckled deeply as he stared at his masterwork while stroking her slender smooth neck adoringly, “Do move around, Ah Luan, brother loves to see you squirm.” He pinched her buttocks teasingly, seemingly trying to make her struggle.

She yelped out in a panic as flicked open her skirt, easily pushing it up her waist before reaching out slowly towards her inner-wear.

Yan Luan’s eyes were wide opened in shock at the sudden chill on her exposed legs, “Elder brother, I’m scared, don’t do this! Let’s be normal!!” She begged for mercy as her body trembled at the unknown lewd things he would definitely do to her soon.

But it was all in vain as he merely pressed a finger onto her lush lips, hushing her down, “Be good, Ah Luan, brother is just playing a game with you.”

As soon as his words ended, he pulled her skirt down her legs and allowed it piled alluringly around her ankles before quickly untying her panties and tossing it onto the ground.

“Ah! You damn pervert!”

She shut her legs together immediately at the sudden emptiness and breezy sensation at her lower body before trying her best to turn towards her back, only to see Yan Jing kneeling down.

She could not see what he was doing, but she could feel him grabbing her legs and taking off her shoes and socks, while his hands slowly trailed up her thighs like an imminent threat.

“Pervert? Since Ah Luan always called me one, let me show you how a pervert truly is.”

His callous-filled palms fondled her inner thighs lovingly, before trailing gently towards her softness, as if his fingers were nothing but feathers.

The slit on her softness was much more alluring than the picture he had drawn, beaming with a horribly attractive shade of pink.

“Ah Luan, does it feel good?” He rasped deeply as his thumb massaged her trembling and sensitive bud firmly through the remaining thin layer of silk from her clothes.

“N…no! Y…you… let go of me… Mm!” A soft moan escaped her lips as her entire body trembled at his touch, while she was trying desperately to balance herself on one foot as he had her other leg held up.