After pretending to kiss her brother, she wiped her lipstick with her finger, and then she smeared it a little on her brother's lips. After seeing that his lips were stained with her lipstick, Rong Xiaoyu took a few seconds to appreciate her masterpiece. Now, his lips looked as if they were kissed.
Meanwhile, Rong Yixuan stood rooted to his place. He felt as if a lightning bolt had struck him. He didn't dare to move, he didn't dare to breathe. W-what was his sister doing? W-why was she molesting him?
"Y-you.... you molested your brother," he mumbled.
Rong Xiaoyu: ????????
What? Molesting? Who? Me?
"Brother Xuan, what did you say?" she asked in shock.
"What were you just do?" Rong Yixuan asked carefully as he observed her. He looked at his sister as if he was looking at a demon. Why did she touch his lips? And, why was she smirking at him?
