16 Accident 2 (1/2)
Chapter 16: Accident 2
Bam.
The door of the room closed. Ying Er walked in with a look of suspicion, her red eyes scanning the situation inside the room.
”What kind of mischief are you up to again?”
”What mischief? My trousers weren't pulled up, and I didn't expect you to be standing at the door, so I just blocked it for a while.” Garen combed his hands through his hair to massage his numb scalp.
”That's not true! What's that under your bed?” Ying Er's sharp eyes immediately spotted the suspicious trace. She walked a few steps forward and stood facing Garen. ”Move aside, I want to find out what disgusting things you've been up to!”
”What are you trying to do? It's late, stop playing,” Garen said with a deliberate frown.
”Move aside!” Ying Er was one of those who ignored everything once her temper got the better of her. When she saw that Garen wouldn't budge, it fueled her suspicion further.
”Stop it!”
”I said, move aside!” Ying Er's voice deepened as her expression became ice-cold. ”Looks like you didn't learn a lesson the last time…”
Garen’s complexion slightly changed. ”The last time” was the previous Garen; he tried to hide his collection of dirty magazines, but Ying Er found them and beat him up till he cried. Even though it wasn't actually him who experienced that shameful incident, it was enough to make him choke.
But no matter what, the clothes underneath his bed absolutely could not be discovered!
When she saw that he continued to keep silent, Ying Er's expression turned uglier.
”Looks like this time around, I'll have to give you a lesson you won't forget!” She started cracking her knuckles.
”It's not what you think, trust me!” Garen looked up into Ying Er's eyes. He had just killed someone by using too much force, and the last thing he wanted to do now was to fight his sister. He was worried that he might accidentally do it again…
Ying Er stared into his eyes and realized there wasn't a sliver of embarrassment or anger in them for being exposed, but instead a hint of sincerity.
Both stared at each other for a while.
Ying Er slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
”You're sure?”
”I'm sure!” Garen replied in haste. ”Apart from this one thing, I'll agree to whatever you want.”
”Fine. I'll ask you a few questions. If you can answer me truthfully, I won't bother you about this,” Ying Er paused.
”No problem!”
”Do you like dad?”
”Of course I do. That's easy.”
”Do you like mum?”
”Of course.”
”Do you like uncle?”
”I do.”
”Do you like Ai Fei?”
”Of c... Who's Ai Fei?”
Garen took a deep breath. ”Good thing my reaction was quick…”
The palpitations that he suppressed earlier resurfaced. Seeing his sister's expression finally turn bright again, he felt as if he just escaped the clutches of death. He would have never thought that she knew Ai Fei, the prettiest girl among the female students around him.
”Alright… I'll spare you this time. But if you bring those disgusting things in here again, don't blame me…” A satisfied smile broke across Ying Er's face. ”Okay, I'll go out now. Rest early.”
”I know, I know. Alright, you get some rest too…” Garen breathed a sigh of relief. ”See you tomorrow.”
”Yup, see you tomorrow… you wish!” Ying Er cried out. She pounced over and slid under the bed in a flash.
Garen hurriedly crouched down and followed suit, reaching for his bundle of clothes.
The bloodied clothes were shoved deeper under the bed by Ying Er's vigorous movements; he could barely reach them.
”What’s in the clothes? Tell me!” Ying Er squeezed further under the bed, trying to grab the bundle of clothing.
”It's nothing!”
”If I catch you, you're dead meat!” Garen clung onto both of Ying Er's legs while she crawled forward in an attempt to break free.
Garen put his weight on her from behind, but he didn't dare to exert too much force, so all he could do was keep a light hold on her. Incidentally, he exerted too little force; Ying Er managed to free herself, and she lunged forward.
Bang!
”Ouch! That hurt…”
Ying Er hit her forehead on the underside of the bed, and her body curled back.
Behind her, Garen suddenly felt that his head was stuffy—he was inside his sister's skirt.
Round buttocks covered by black pantyhose were inches from his face; he could even see a hint of white underneath. His nose almost touched the skin of her buttocks.
The smell of girly fragrance mixed with a hint of sweat wafted into his nasal cavity, instinctively causing him to inhale.
At that moment, both were completely frozen.
In front, Ying Er didn't dare to move a muscle. A blush spread over her face, neck, and the entirety of her body.
She could distinctly feel Garen's face on her bottom—he had probably seen everything under her skirt.
Garen's mind was in a state of chaos. The most attractive part of a girl's body was all of a sudden right in front of him, and he didn't know how to respond.
Knock knock knock.
Someone knocked on the door.