Chapter 31 - What’s that? (1/2)

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.