Chapter 237 Why is my stepbrother doing this?
Chapter 237 Why is my stepbrother doing this?
In the end, Zhou Chongjing got what he wanted.
Wei Mingyu brought him back to the house where they lived. When Zhou Chongjing stepped into the warmly decorated living room, his heart couldn't help but soften.
His eyes slowly swept over every detail in the room - the photos hanging on the wall, the flowers on the table, the cute little ornaments on the windowsill... These seemingly insignificant things filled the entire space with the warmth and comfort of home.
He stood there quietly, as if he could feel the sweet and secret feelings he had in decorating this house before he lost his memory.
When Zhou Zhongjing saw Wei Mingyu preparing to cook for him in the kitchen, he walked in, reached out to take the kitchen knife, and said gently:
"Sister, let me do it."
"This? But brother's injury hasn't healed yet." Wei Mingyu turned around when he heard the voice and looked at him worriedly, his eyes full of concern.
As she turned her head, her thick black hair cascaded down from her shoulders like a waterfall, making her palm-sized face look even more delicate and charming, causing people to feel pity for her.
Zhou Chongjing couldn't help but look at the girl's face. Seeing the concern in her eyes, he lowered his eyes slightly to avoid looking at her, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It's okay, didn't the doctor say it's just a skin injury? The most important thing is that brother wants to cook for you himself."
His voice is deep and magnetic, as if carrying an irresistible magic.
After hearing this, Wei Mingyu knew that he had made up his mind to cook for himself, so he stopped arguing with him.
She made way to the side, nodded, and said softly, "Okay, then I'll trouble you, brother."
However, Wei Mingyu did not just stand there and watch. Instead, he stayed aside, ready to help him, handing him plates from time to time.
Zhou Chongjing skillfully picked up the knife and began to cut vegetables and cook. His movements were graceful and smooth, and every step seemed very skillful and natural.
During this process, Wei Mingyu stood quietly by and watched him, with admiration flashing in his eyes.
Zhou Chongjing, who works seriously, naturally has a unique charm. His well-defined profile looks even more handsome and charming under the light. His tall and straight nose can be used as a slide. His thin lips, as soft as petals, are tightly pursed, making people want to get close to him and kiss him.
His body proportions are perfect. His tall body of nearly 1.9 meters makes the spacious space seem a little cramped.
Wei Mingyu looked even more petite and delicate standing next to him.
At the dinner table, Zhou Chongjing looked at Wei Mingyu who was eating with her head down, and asked for some unknown reason: "Sister, do you have someone you like at school?"
Hearing this, Wei Mingyu raised his head and thought seriously for a while, then said hesitantly, "Hmm? I think so."
"is it?"
Zhou Chongjing lowered his eyelashes and tightened his grip on the chopsticks. He always knew his limits and he was not a pervert. Even if she was not his biological sister, this kind of feeling should not exist.
He should avoid getting deeper into it.
However, when he thought of his sister's smiling face full of longing, he felt an indescribable irritation in his heart.
Zhou Chongjing suppressed his unhappiness and continued to peel shrimp for her.
But this time he used too much force and broke a few shrimps.
Wei Mingyu looked at his brother who was clearly concerned but pretended to be nonchalant, and asked him with a smile: "Brother, don't you want to know who that person is?"
Zhou Chongjing's heart skipped a beat, but like a coward he didn't dare to ask, fearing that he was being too sentimental.
Seeing his evasive look, Wei Mingyu's smile deepened and he said nothing more.
After dinner, Wei Mingyu sat in the living room for a while to digest the food, then went back to his room to take a shower.
She was used to watching TV in the living room after taking a shower. Recently, a variety show she liked happened to be on, and when she came out of the shower, it was almost time for the show to start.
After coming out of the bathroom, Wei Mingyu took a bowl of jelly that his brother had prepared from the refrigerator, turned on the TV and sat on the sofa.
Because there were no other outsiders at home, she dressed casually, wearing a panda nightgown that reached below the knees. The conservative style and wide skirt did not seem inappropriate.
Zhou Chongjing had just come out of the shower when he saw the girl sitting cross-legged on the sofa. Her tender calves were exposed under her nightgown. Her cute toes were slightly curled up, round like plump pearls, with a faint, attractive pink color on them.
"Sister, let me help you cut your nails." Zhou Chongjing suddenly came over and said to her.
"Ah, no need for that, brother, I can do it myself." Wei Mingyu looked down and felt that his toenails were not long, so it would be okay to leave them for a few days before cutting them.
In the past, when Wei Mingyu was watching TV in the living room, Zhou Chongjing would handle company matters in his room. Now that he has lost his memory, he has more time to stay with her.
Facing his sister's refusal, Zhou Zhongjing remained calm, with no flaws on his face: "What does it matter? It's inconvenient for you to eat, I'll help you."
Wei Mingyu was a little conflicted. After all, she still felt it was very strange. Just when she was thinking of what excuse to use to dissuade him from the idea.
Zhou Chongjing sat down on the carpet in front of her, reached out to hold her ankles, let her step on his knees, and then began to cut her nails attentively.
Wei Mingyu stared at the man's dark head for a while, and his attention was soon drawn to the variety show on TV.
Zhou Chongjing gently held his sister's little feet, secretly gestured, and was surprised to find that they were not even as big as his palm.
The skin on the girl's feet was so white that it was almost transparent, and as crystal clear as crystal. He could clearly see the dark blue blood vessels on it.
The little feet can be controlled with one hand, and the man can't help but have many evil thoughts in his mind.
Wei Mingyu was so absorbed in watching the variety show that she didn't notice that her brother, who was cutting her nails, had a look of frightening obsession in his eyes.
Realizing that the girl was still concentrating on watching TV and hadn't noticed him, Zhou Chongjing very restrainedly rubbed her ankle with his fingers, then lowered his head and used his lips to brush across the delicate skin of her instep like a dragonfly touching the water.
Zhou Chongjing realized what he had done, closed his eyes in pain, and withdrew his hand before the girl noticed something was wrong.
Thinking about how his sister trusted and relied on him so much, but he did such a despicable thing, Zhou Chongjing instantly felt a sense of self-loathing.
If my sister knew about this, she would definitely hate and be disgusted with me.
Thinking of Wei Mingyu looking at him with disgust, he felt a dull pain in his heart as if someone was squeezing it tightly with their hands.
"Sister, it's done. I'm going back to my room now."
Zhou Chongjing lowered his head, his eyes felt a little hot, and he didn't dare to look at Wei Mingyu at all, for fear that she would discover that something was wrong with him.
"Okay, thank you brother."
Wei Mingyu looked at the man's back as he hurriedly left, and always felt that he seemed a little unhappy.
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