Xiao Qi pointed at her cheek, signaling for him to give her a kiss. Su Miu's expression turned strange at her request, while Wang Dong'er blushed faintly and reached out to grab her.
"Sis... what are you..."
She had never expected her sister to be so bold, asking for kisses right off the bat. It kept making her feel like she wasn't enough of a pervert to fit in.
"What's the big deal? Besides, Dong'er, do you know how sought-after someone like Brother Su Miu is? By then, you'll only be able to watch him get together with someone else, and it'll be too late for regrets."
Holding her silly little sister's hand, Xiao Qi earnestly tried to persuade her. Su Miu really was in high demand.
He was the youngest powerhouse around, the very embodiment of miracles. Who knew how many people wanted to climb into his bed?
The sisters were still young, but those closest had the best chance. Since they liked him, they had to seize the opportunity. That was what Xiao Wu had taught them.
Back then, Xiao Wu had been forced to watch Tang San get kissed by Huo Wu and Meng Yiran like some helpless wife. That sort of cuckolding scenario really was awful.
"I..."
Wang Dong'er was immediately at a loss for words. Still, she couldn't quite make sense of her feelings for Su Miu, mainly because she was still young and had spent her childhood in a muddle.
Without her memories, she could only follow her instincts and play king of the mountain in the Clear Sky Sect. Every day, she either ate, drank, and played, or wondered who she was.
On top of that, Da Ming and Er Ming were nothing more than guard dogs. They never pushed her to cultivate,