During this period, it was quite popular to fuck younger sisters and older brothers.
Men and women who are not related by blood have a good impression of each other, but they are not in a relationship, or one of them has a love interest, so they like to call them brother and sister, which is ambiguous and exciting.
Some people even like this feeling. They don’t have one partner, but they have sisters in groups.
Feng Nanshu had been calling him brother since her freshman year, but Jiang Qin didn’t often call her sister. The sudden visit made the little rich woman happy.
“But Jiang Qin, I’m not a younger sister, I’m an older sister.”
“You’re an idiot.”
“I’m older than you, hurry up and call me sister.”
Feng Nanshu was a little arrogant today, and seemed a little bit eager to try spanking.
This is probably related to the sense of security. When people don’t feel safe, they usually don’t even dare to speak loudly, but once they feel safe, they become bolder.
“Sister, please call me brother.”
Feng Nanshu pursed her lips: “Brother…”
Jiang Qin reached out and pinched her cheek, staring into her eyes for a long time, thinking that this arrogant man seemed to know that he would not be left behind.
“I’m going to sleep for a while. Call me after class later.”
“Ouch.”
Feng Nanshu agreed, reached out and picked up his coat and handed it to him.
Gao Wenhui was so busy chatting and gossiping that she didn’t notice Jiang Qin’s arrival. When she turned around, she found that Jiang Qin had arrived in class four and everyone was sleeping peacefully.
“Why are you here? You’re going to class with your wife. No, get up and go back to sleep!”
“I haven’t seen how the clothes are covered yet. I’m seriously short of sugar recently!”
Jiang Qin didn’t even open his eyes, he made a “get out” mouth gesture, then changed his position and fell asleep directly.
When he opened his eyes again, the lecture was still going on, and Jiang Qin saw Feng Nanshu with a blank look on his face, writing and drawing in the textbook, row after row.
No need to ask, he must be writing his own name again. After all, the two words “Jiang Qin” are a learning speed bump for Feng Nanshu.
She often thought about Jiang Qin during class, and then she couldn’t listen to anything anymore, so she kept writing his name.
During his junior year, it was the period of rapid development of group play. Jiang Qin was away on a business trip for more than a month, so he took Feng Nanshu’s textbook and flipped through it. Almost every page was filled with Jiang Qin.
But as he looked at it, Boss Jiang suddenly felt something was wrong.