Chapter 57 – Molesting Big Sister

“Can you still walk? Why don’t I help you into the house.” Cheng Ming leaned over his shoulder and said.

Shen Xiao hesitated slightly, her first reaction was that men and women are not related, and then she remembered that Cheng Ming was a junior high school student, and that she had overthought things a bit.

But Cheng Ming really didn’t feel like a junior high school student to her, revealing a sense of maturity and steadiness between his hands and feet.

Instead, she had been flustered and overwhelmed, like an involved student.

Shen Xiao was also really tired, both physically and internally, and desperately needed a place to rely on.

The heavy soft breasts pressed on Cheng Ming’s arm, and Cheng Ming couldn’t help but straighten his waist.

He didn’t mean to take advantage of Shen Xiao, he really wanted to assist her to go home, but after taking advantage of her, Cheng Ming wouldn’t purposely say so, so as not to embarrass both sides.

Cheng Ming changed the topic and asked, “Sister Shen Xiao, have you had breakfast?”

“Not yet.”

“Do you need me to go buy you a breakfast?” Cheng Ming asked thoughtfully.

“No, I don’t have much of an appetite right now, and if I want to eat anything, I can make it myself.”

Shen Xiao’s house is a wooden house bungalow with black tiles on the roof, and the carved eaves look very charming, but it is also too old to be true.

The house wasn’t large, and roughly seemed like two rooms and a hall.

“My room is on the left.”

There were two beds inside, Shen Xiao and her sister Shen Xi’s room, and the bedsheets were Yuanyang brand flower bedsheets, Cheng Ming also had one at home.

The two beds are separated by curtains printed with green bamboo.

Even if they are close sisters, they are both girls and still need to leave room for privacy.

Shen Xiao lay on her own bed, and didn’t have the strength to change into a comfortable set of pajamas, almost about to fall asleep.

But then he remembered that Cheng Ming, a young guest, was still at home and had to be entertained.

Shen Shin asked as he braced himself with difficulty;

“Want some water? Let me go get you a glass of water.”

“Lie down quickly, you can’t keep your eyes open, I’m not thirsty now, and if I am, I’ll find water for myself.”

Cheng Ming pressed down on Shen Xiao’s shoulders and made her lie back on the bed.

“You came to see me in a hurry, didn’t you? I talked to your mom last night ……”

“Alright, alright.” Cheng Ming reached out to block Shen Xiao’s mouth and said, “I did want to ask you how your chat with my mom went, but it’s not that urgent, so it’s not too late to talk about it when you get up after a good night’s sleep.”

Shen Xiao obediently closed her eyes while Cheng Ming continued to survey the boudoir.

A desk with senior review materials and a desk lamp, this should be Shen Xi’s desk.

There was a piece of glass pressed into the old dresser under the window, and many small cards were pressed under the glass. There were both dry crumbled noodle martial arts cards, bubble gum stickers, and a picture of the two sisters together.

Outside the window is a wall and guttering.

Cheng Ming returned to Shen Xiao’s bed and found her tossing and turning with her eyes closed, having trouble sleeping.

“Sister Shen Xiao? You’re not asleep yet, are you? It’s not because I’m here that you can’t sleep, right?”

Cheng Ming and Shen Xiao couldn’t be considered too familiar; he was not too big, not too small, but he was already at an age where he was able to do serious work.

It was normal for Shen Xiao to be wary, and this was something that Cheng Ming had overlooked.

“No, it’s just that the clothes I’m wearing are uncomfortable and I want to change before I go back to sleep, but I don’t want to get up.”

Last night, working in the electronics factory, Shen Xiao wore old and rustic long sleeves and pants, airtight, wrapping her body tightly, not revealing an inch of her skin, and looking stuffy.

“Let me get it for you, can I open your closet?” Cheng Ming asked gentlemanly.

“Trouble.”

Cheng Ming opened the red closet, hanging a neat row of clothes. There were both sportswear and the ol uniform that Shen Xiao had previously worn, as well as jeans, but there was only one dress.

As for the bra and panties and so on, but did not see, perhaps in the following layer of drawers, Cheng Ming did not pervert to go through the big sister’s closet, these things, or to wear on the body, the temperature of the good-looking, otherwise it is the ordinary dead things.

Cheng Ming took down the hanger and removed the dress and asked, “Is this dress okay?”

“That’s my sister’s, whatever, whatever.”

Cheng Ming put the dress over Shen Shin’s body and said wisely, “I’ll go find some water to drink.”

“There’s boiling hot water in the kettle.”

“Good.”

Although Cheng Ming left, but did not take the door with him, so Shen Xiao did not dare to change clothes openly, and could only hide under the covers and change into a skirt.

Cheng Ming drank the water and then strolled around the yard, sat down in the bamboo chair under the grapevine, and was only going to lie down for a short while, but he didn’t expect to fall asleep like this.

Cheng Ming couldn’t get enough of catching up on his sleep now.

In a daze, Cheng Ming felt something pressing on his body, and when he opened his eyes, Shen Xiao was holding a thin blanket over himself.

Just like being caught doing something bad, Shen Shin’s eyes flickered a bit.

“What time is it?”

“Around eleven.”

“Isn’t that only three or four hours of sleep? Aren’t you sleepy?”

Cheng Ming’s current routine was a messy mess, and only after all the dust had settled did he dare to rest without worry.

“It’s okay, I don’t want to go back to sleep when I wake up, and I have a headache if I sleep too much.”

Shen Xiao was wearing her sister’s dress, which obviously didn’t fit that well, the hem of the dress just barely covered her buttocks, revealing her snow-white, slippery thighs, and her full breasts held the bodice up high, so that the two raised dots could be vaguely seen.

Cheng Ming was a bit tired from his sleep and couldn’t make any effort, reaching out his hand towards Shen Xiao, he said, “Sister Shen Xiao, give me a hand.”

Shen Xiao pulled Cheng Ming up and said, “Cheng Ming, you came to me to ask how I talked to your mom, right?”

“Well, sort of one thing, and other things.”

“Yesterday I talked with your mom not looking less, Auntie Lai is really a good person, bought me lunch and invited me to go shopping together. But I didn’t have the heart to go, I’m really sorry for causing your mom and dad to fight, are they making up now?”

“Should make up for it.”

Cheng Ming wasn’t too sure, but this week, the two hadn’t quarreled again, but instead, they respected each other.

There was quite a bit of harmony in the house, but Cheng Ming always felt strange and couldn’t tell, probably because he was overly conscious.

Cheng Ming also asked Shen Xiao about the details of her chat with her old mom, and there were no mistakes.

“Did you give the money back to Ye Bin Song?”

“Returned.”

“Did he say anything?”

“Was surprised and asked me where I got the money.”

“I said parents of students.”

“And he said I was so lucky to have met a nobleman.”

“Sister Shen Xiao, your parents have already accompanied Sister Shen Xi to the surgery, right?”

“Well, it went last night.”

“Sister Shen Xiao, why aren’t you there?”

“Why would I go? It’s not like I’m sick, one more person going is one more expense, and my dad will have to come back to continue working even after he finishes his paperwork over there, leaving my mom alone to take care of my sister, so she can sleep in a hospital bed and save a lot of money.”

“That one does.”

Cheng Ming stretched a big lazy waist and asked, “If you don’t eat breakfast, you have to eat lunch after all, right? What do you want to eat?”

“Just have any leftovers from yesterday.”

“So casual? I’ll show my hand alright, do you have any ingredients at home?” Cheng Ming said as he jumped into action.

“You can still cook?” Shen Shin asked in surprise.

“Can’t a man know how to cook? When are men going to stand up.”

“I didn’t say I couldn’t, it’s just my dad who cooks at my house, but all I have left at home is hung noodles and eggs.”

“Then I’ll give it to you down there.”

Shen Xiao’s pink face flushed, pinched Cheng Ming’s lips and said, “I’m not a little girl, don’t be full of flowery mouth, it’s useless.”

It didn’t look like it was useless at all, and contrary to her proud figure, Shen Shin seemed unusually innocent.