"It's too late, right?"

Surprisingly, Sima Ling did not wait for Nanke to answer the answer to the question. She answered her own hypothesis and seemed discouraged.

"You... are you tired? Put me on the bed first and let's continue."

Nan Keru received a general amnesty. He moved his difficult steps to put Sima Ling flat on the bed in the bedroom, then pulled a sheet of paper to cover Sima Ling, but Sima Ling refused.

She was still stubbornly wearing only a wide white shirt, and didn't mind exposing large snow-white skin in front of her younger brother.

Sima Ling's bedroom Nanke has been here many times. It is full of European style like the living room, but there is no sculpture of his father or oil painting of his mother. It is hung on the wall with musical instruments such as electric guitars. There is also an infrequently used piano in the corner of the wall, and many Q-version puppets are placed on the piano.

The ceiling light in the bedroom is shaped like a seahorse, which has the characteristics of avant-garde art. It seems to be specially designed by Sima Ling’s parents’ artist friend. It also uses voice control function, which can issue switches and adjust commands in French.

After obtaining the Royal Ring, Nanke could pronounce the correct pronunciation. When he entered the house, he couldn't separate his hands, so he turned on the ceiling light with voice control. However, he did not remember the voice control commands completely, resulting in the light having the lowest brightness.

The warm yellow light gently sprinkled in the bedroom cast a layer of ambiguous color on the eyes. Sima Ling, decorated with faint light, leaned on the bed like a sleeping beauty in a fairy tale, but the sleeping beauty would not wear as little as Sima Ling, nor would she exude the sweet smell of mellow wine all over her body.

"It's too late, right?"

Sima Ling looked straight into the ceiling, where there were indeed some vine-shaped mural decorations, but Nanke knew she was not looking at those.

Nan Ke didn't know how to comfort Sima Ling. He didn't want Sima Ling, who was even more kissing than his own sister, to show such a sad expression, but he also felt that something would happen sooner or later in this pink atmosphere.

"I'm not willing." Sima Ling's eyes suddenly widened when she stared at the ceiling, "I can't tolerate Jade being able to climb onto my head just because she's on the bed with you."

"The jade did not climb onto your head!" Nan Ke sat beside the bed and advised carefully, "Even if it is not Jade but someone else who becomes my girlfriend, I will not allow anyone to climb onto your head!"

Sima Ling still said in a flat tone that he was talking to himself: "Being your girlfriend is already climbing onto my head!"

"Eh?" Nanke asked with a bitter face. "Sister Ling, don't you let me have a girlfriend? I've become your 'child husband'?"

Nanke's inferior jokes did not make Sima Ling laugh, and Sima Ling's tone still made Nanke feel a little scary.

"I'm not willing to give up. If I give up if I don't try it, I will die with my eyes open."

"Sister Ling, what did you say, die with your eyes open! Can you stop scaring me? Do you want to seek death and force me to break up with Jade?"

Sima Ling's expression finally changed slightly. Her face was in the warm yellow light, like a Venus sculpture from her father's hand.

"Hmph. It is the way for the loser to seek death. I have the confidence to surpass Jade, but I just need to do something to get her and I back to the same level."

"What are you...what are you going to do?" Nanke had a very bad premonition.

Sima Ling did not answer Nan Ke's question, but turned his head slightly and asked back to Nan Ke: "What has Jade done for you? Did she think I can't?"

"I didn't say you didn't..."

"Is her kissing skill better than me? Or is she more pleasing to you in bed?"

Sima Ling pressed step by step, staring at Nanke with a challenging look, as if he could see the figure of jade through Nanke's eyes.

"If going to bed is so important to Xiaonan, then under the same conditions, who would you choose? If I did what Jade did, would you still choose her?"

Sima Ling was as serious as if she was doing financial negotiations when she said these words, but it hid the willfulness that concerns dignity and emotions.

Nan Ke really didn't know what to say. At this moment, he couldn't tell Sister Ling that Jade made me look last night, and he agreed to let me make an anus. If you want to compare with Jade, then I will also make an ass. I will make an ass... Could Sister Ling give up like that?

If it was normal, if Nan Ke dared to say, "Sister Ling, can you let me have analm?" He would definitely be slapped to death by Sima Ling. But for Sima, who was in a low mood and drunk, it would not be surprising that nothing happened. If Sima Ling really did those things with Jade, don't talk about how the brother and brother will face it after sobering up. Just this is also a betrayal to Jade.

"Sister Ling, I can't do something to be sorry for you. You are really drunk. You'd better go to bed early today..." Nan Ke got up from the bed and wanted to leave, but Sima Ling suddenly grabbed Nan Ke's wrist, and fire almost spurted out from his eyes.

"So it's irreversible!" Sima Ling's feelings broke through in an instant. The flames in her eyes froze into ice and turned into tears, flowing down unstoppable. Except for Sima Ling's parents' first divorce, Nan Ke had never seen her cry so sadly.

"Sister Ling, we'll wait until you wake up..." Nan Ke felt very embarrassed. The words Sima Ling said after being drunk touched him a lot, but the most important thing at the moment is that Sima and herself should not be allowed to get into trouble after drinking, so as not to have unpredictable consequences.

"You should belong to me!" Sima Ling, who was excited, was drunk again, "When you played the game "Beautiful Girl Dream Factory", you can raise your daughter for ten years and then marry a passerby. Can you accept it? What more jade than me? Even your breasts are not as big as me..."

The more Sima Ling said, the more he became less and less righteous. Nan Ke was caught, trying to break free with brute force, but worried about hurting his sister. At this moment, he suddenly lost weight and floated up as if he was in a space station.

After 3 or 4 seconds of stunnedness, Nan Ke, who was in mid-air, saw Sima Ling raise the black ring on the index finger of his left hand and manipulate the gravity of his body.

"Sister Ling, what are you going to do? You won't be..."

"Bang!" Sima Ling ordered Nanke to float for more than 10 seconds, and suddenly waved her hand, making Nanke turn into a stern face upward position, and hit the bed from mid-air. Even though the mattress was soft, Nanke was dizzy and swelled. Sima Ling was obviously not skilled in controlling gravity and often used too much force.

"Swish" Before Nanke could completely wake up from the impact, Sima Ling used the black ring magic again. All the clothes on Nanke were instantly pulled into pieces and flew around, even the close-fitting underwear was no exception.
Chapter completed!