"What... what's going on? There's nothing between me and my sister!" Zhang Yang's heart almost leapt to his throat, feeling as if he were caught in an affair.
Zhang Xiaoman's pretty eyes narrowed into slits, her lips curling into a dangerous arc, making her look like a cunning little fox—charming, cute, and a bit dangerous.
As Zhang Xiaoman stepped closer, Zhang Yang nearly began to sweat profusely.
Just when Zhang Yang could hardly cope and was about to confess and ask for leniency, Zhang Xiaoman suddenly burst out laughing.
"Haha, look how scared you are, I was just teasing you."
Zhang Xiaoman laughed charmingly, and Zhang Yang felt like he was about to pass out.
At that moment, Xia Xue walked out in a long dress. Although Zhang Yang had looked her up and down thoroughly, the sight of Xia Xue in a long dress still made him curious about what kind of underwear she was wearing underneath.
Just then, Zhang Xiaoman suddenly spoke, "Sis, I have something to tell you two."
"What is it?" Xia Xue and Zhang Yang both looked over curiously.
"The company arranged for some of us interns to accompany some leaders on a business trip for a few days, starting tomorrow morning."
"A business trip? You're just interns, how come you're going on a trip so soon?" Zhang Yang was slightly displeased.
Xia Xue's heart skipped a beat, her mind racing with fantasies—just her and Zhang Yang alone at home. What if Zhang Yang tried something with her? Should she agree or not?
Zhang Xiaoman explained, "This trip is to the Capital City headquarters. The company wants us interns to learn and interact more."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yang couldn't complain. This was a good thing, showing that the company valued the interns, including Xiao Man.
However, Zhang Yang still felt reluctant.
Without Xiao Man around, who would help him relieve his urges?
"Sis, you have to keep an eye on him for me. If Zhang Yang dares to flirt with another girl while I'm gone, you help me break one of his legs, and leave the other one for me to deal with when I get back."
Zhang Xiaoman said this while swinging her little fist at Zhang Yang in a threatening manner.
But she didn't notice the blush that flashed across Xia Xue's cheeks.
Zhang Yang might not flirt with other women, but Xia Xue felt she was in danger.
Xia Xue, what are you thinking about? He's your brother-in-law.
After admonishing herself silently, Xia Xue tried to laugh it off calmly, "Don't worry, I'll definitely keep an eye on him for you."
"Alright, I made reservations, let's head out. Today's a great day to see you off and wish you a smooth trip."
"Thank you, sis. You're the best," Zhang Xiaoman affectionately linked arms with Xia Xue.
Zhang Yang just smirked sheepishly, but just then, he caught Xia Xue's seductive gaze.
Their eyes met, and both simultaneously recalled today's erotic massage scene.
Xia Xue gave Zhang Yang a glance full of coquetry and warning.
Soon, the three of them arrived at a high-end Japanese restaurant. In pursuit of an immersive dining experience, they even had to change into Japanese kimonos upon entering their private room.
Zhang Yang, looking at the two beauties in front of him who were transformed by their attire, was instantly mesmerized.
Somehow, seeing Xia Xue and Zhang Xiaoman in kimonos, Zhang Yang immediately felt as if he had been transported into a Japanese film.
There's a reason kimonos are also called Japenese kimonos.
Even the usually innocent Xiao Man exuded a hint of seductive charm at this moment.
The glimpses of their long, fair, slender legs peeping out from under their kimonos were enough to captivate anyone's gaze.
And Xia Xue, in contrast, appeared less seductive but more dignified, yet still invoking a desire to conquer.
This made Zhang Yang marvel at the strong contrast presented by the kimonos.
However, looking at his own attire, which resembled a white robe from the Samurai Dojo, he found it a bit plain. Still, the fabric was very light and quite cool.
But the next second, Zhang Xiaoman suddenly blushed and angrily said, "Can you… can you hold yourself back a bit and sit down?"
Zhang Yang was stunned. Why was Zhang Xiaoman blushing?
But as he glanced down at the prominent tent he had pitched, he realized why.
Damn, when did this big brother start standing at attention?
Zhang Yang, embarrassed, quickly sat down.
Across from him, Xia Xue turned her head away, pretending not to see. But her enticingly pink ears betrayed her.
Zhang Xiaoman, somewhat annoyed and embarrassed, grabbed Zhang Yang's ear, "Can't you stop thinking about those things all the time? It's so embarrassing."
"Who made you not give it to me? I couldn't help it. It's a normal physiological reaction," Zhang Yang muttered.
But after that fleeting awkward moment, he felt relieved. After all, both Zhang Xiaoman and Xia Xue had already seen his Big Baby.
Yet as Zhang Yang thought about Zhang Xiaoman leaving, and with her exposed long legs, his hands started to become restless.
Actually, according to the etiquette of dining in a Japanese restaurant, both men and women should sit kneeling.
But the three found it uncomfortable and settled more comfortably with their legs crossed on the seat cushions.
This also meant that whenever Zhang Yang looked down, he could glimpse the triangle area faintly revealed under the split skirt of Zhang Xiaoman's Japanese kimono, the pure white underwear enveloping a hint of fullness, with a slit in the middle, exuding mystery and allure.
Zhang Yang's hand directly caressed those enviable long legs, the tender, smooth, rounded feel was never enough, no matter how much he played with it.
Zhang Xiaoman first swatted his hand twice in annoyance. Seeing that Zhang Yang reluctantly persisted, she let him have his way.
Fortunately, under the table, the sister across could not see.
Thus, the three of them ate the exquisite Japanese cuisine and chatted.
But not long after, Zhang Xiaoman suddenly shuddered and moaned softly.
"Xiao Man, what's wrong? Do you feel unwell?" Xia Xue asked with concerned incredulity.
"It's nothing, sister, just got bitten by a nasty mosquito," Zhang Xiaoman quickly replied, then secretly grabbed Zhang Yang's hand.
This guy was simply too bad, touching her leg was not enough; he had even reached under her, with his index finger constantly rubbing that slit.
That shudder just now was because this bad man suddenly pressed the sensitive tip of that bud.
She glanced at Zhang Yang secretly, her eyes carrying a warning.
But Zhang Yang pretended not to see, and by now, that pure white underwear had already gotten a bit wet.
Xiao Man was still a virgin, but her body was even more sensitive, getting wet with just a touch.
This also made the robust bud even clearer due to the lubricating liquid, enhancing the sensation for Zhang Yang, who would not just stop.
Across the table, Xia Xue heard Zhang Xiaoman's explanation and, although she acknowledged it, being experienced, she could guess what had caused Zhang Xiaoman's reaction.
After all, how could such a high-class Japanese restaurant possibly have mosquitoes?
She wanted to see what little actions you two were performing underneath.
Xia Xue purposely dropped her spoon and then bent down to pick it up.
Upon witnessing Zhang Yang caressing Xiao Man's soft and plump bud through her damp underwear, Xia Xue's mouth fell open slightly.
She even clearly saw Zhang Yang's two fingers coated in a transparent liquid, still kneading that now slightly protruding sensitive spot.
"Oh my god, do these two really have to be like this?"