Here we go again…
For a moment, Ye Xingmian suddenly felt that the current Lin Ziyan was like a child who had just received a new toy and couldn’t put it down — utterly childish. Yet what made her miserable was that this “toy” happened to be leverage over her life and death.
Feeling genuinely bored, she silently stood up, leaned against the wall, and endured Lin Ziyan’s unabashed scrutiny.
“Move your hand away.”
Was she referring to the hand that Ye Xingmian had instinctively placed over her chest?
The girl remained silent and unmoving.
If she let go, once the fabric lost its anchor, it would sway and rub against the two sensitive points on her chest — that strange, ticklish sensation was something she couldn’t bear.
“Hmph!” Seeing the girl’s resistance, Lin Ziyan was somewhat displeased. She gave a cold snort, forcefully grabbed the girl’s wrist, and flung it hard onto the bed. Ye Xingmian instantly lost balance and stumbled, falling onto Lin Ziyan’s soft mattress.
She had just reacted and was about to scramble up when Lin Ziyan immediately pressed down on her. In an instant she was pinned beneath the other girl, completely unable to move.
Her pink eyes were still a little dazed. Looking up at Lin Ziyan who was looming over her, she tried to struggle once — but both her hands were firmly held down; she couldn’t even lift her upper body.
Panic began to rise. Gazing into Lin Ziyan’s dark eyes, her voice trembled slightly.
“Zi… Ziyan… what are you trying to do?”
Lin Ziyan leaned down with clear malicious intent toward the girl beneath her. Right now Ye Xingmian’s hair was spread out like blooming crabapple flowers. A few strands were damp with tears and clung to the corners of her eyes. Because she had just been crying, the rims of her eyes were faintly red, and crystal mist gathered in those pink pupils.
Truly pitiful and heartbreaking.
But Lin Ziyan didn’t see it that way — she only felt more excited.
Looking further down… Because she hadn’t bought the girl new clothes in a very long time, what Ye Xingmian was wearing were all old garments. No matter how malnourished someone is, puberty still brings development. The clothes now looked obviously too small on the girl’s body. Especially since she was lying down, the fabric clung perfectly to her soft curves — from the swelling at her chest to the slender waist. Only now did Lin Ziyan realize that her “older brother” had actually developed surprisingly well.
But she didn’t let it show on her face — that would make her seem perverted. Lin Ziyan kept a straight face while straddling the girl. Her long hair fell along her cheek, casting a shadow that made her gaze feel especially oppressive.
“What did you just call me?”
The girl was silent for a second. Realizing where the other’s dissatisfaction came from, she reluctantly turned her head away.
“…Jiejie.” (姐姐 / Older sister)
Seeing the aggrieved look on the person beneath her, Lin Ziyan smiled.
“Don’t move. Let me check whether you’re developing normally or not~”
“Wha… what…?”
Ignoring the terrified expression on the girl’s face, Lin Ziyan released one of the hands pinning her down and prepared to undo the girl’s clothes.
“No!”
The moment the arm was freed, realizing what Lin Ziyan intended, the girl hurriedly used that newly freed hand to cover her chest again. Lin Ziyan tried to pry it away. Despite the clear difference in strength, the girl was using every ounce of energy to protect herself, making it surprisingly difficult. When brute force failed, Lin Ziyan decided to try a softer approach.
“Let go. Don’t you have no bra anyway? I’ll measure your size and pick one out from my wardrobe for you. You can’t seriously still want to wrap yourself in that ragged cloth, right? Besides, keeping your hands there the whole time — aren’t you tired?”
“No…”
The resistance weakened slightly, but she still didn’t let go. Eyes red, the girl looked at the person in front of her with a pleading gaze.
She knew what the other said made sense, yet she could clearly sense Lin Ziyan’s ill intent. More importantly — she didn’t believe Lin Ziyan would suddenly be kind to her for no reason.
She shook her head lightly, silently expressing her refusal.
“No refusing allowed!” The voice turned stern again. Lin Ziyan tried once more to pull the resisting hand away. This time there wasn’t strong opposition — perhaps the girl had realized that struggling was pointless.
In any case, she smoothly managed to remove the girl’s outer coat.
Because it had snowed last night, the air was very cold. To keep warm, Lin Ziyan had turned on the room heater early, so there was no worry about the girl catching a worse cold. After the coat came off, she clearly felt the other’s resistance intensify.
Her fingers gently pinched the hem of the last remaining garment. At this point she could already touch the girl’s fair, soft lower abdomen. Just as she was about to lift it upward, sure enough, the girl blocked her again. A pair of small, pale hands lightly obstructed her path. Their eyes met; in those pink pupils Lin Ziyan saw a complicated swirl of emotions.
Shame, fear, nervousness, shrinking back.
The girl shook her head gently, silently begging her to stop. For a moment Lin Ziyan felt a little helpless.
“What are you so afraid of? I’m a girl too — I’m not going to eat you.”
But that hand didn’t retreat; it only hesitated.
Of course Ye Xingmian knew they were both girls now — being seen naked by another girl shouldn’t be a big deal in theory. Yet she still felt deeply uneasy — especially because this person used to be her “little sister,” and she still had no idea what the other party truly wanted.
But as Lin Ziyan pressed forward, that frail barrier was eventually pierced like a sheet of paper.
“Don’t be nervous.”
Casually comforting the girl, Lin Ziyan finally stripped away the last piece of clothing as though peeling an orange.
And so, in the bedroom containing only the two of them, the pink-eyed girl appeared completely bare before her.
“Don’t cover yourself — let me see!”
Out of embarrassment, the girl kept covering the most private parts of her body, which made Lin Ziyan somewhat dissatisfied — even though a victorious smile already hung on her face.
“No way!”
Rejected again, yet Lin Ziyan wasn’t angry. She told the girl to stand up. At first Ye Xingmian still refused, but with one firm tug she had no choice but to stand in front of her.
To be honest, the girl’s body was very beautiful — skin soft and smooth, milk-white, carrying the faint fragrance of youth. The only flaw was that she was far too thin: the ribs in front were clearly visible, her thighs excessively slender, somewhat ruining the overall aesthetic. What surprised Lin Ziyan was that, unexpectedly, the girl actually had quite a nice chest — no obvious sagging, and the shape was very pretty.
Actually Ye Xingmian herself felt a bit troubled lately; ever since she turned into a girl, it seemed her chest had grown even more.
But apart from that, the small bruises scattered across her body were especially eye-catching. Lin Ziyan didn’t pay them much mind, simply assuming they were old injuries.
She quickly pulled a soft measuring tape out of the bedside drawer, then looked at Ye Xingmian’s chest with clear mischievous intent.
“What are you… doing…?”
Being stared at so intensely made Ye Xingmian’s scalp tingle. She unconsciously shrank back and pressed her hands even more tightly over her chest.
Lin Ziyan gave an evil little smile and pulled the measuring tape taut.
“Move your hands away~ Let me measure how big you actually are~”