Chapter 173: I Am Not a Very Traditional Girl
“Big bro, are you seriously thinking about renting that huge, chaotic courtyard?” Lin Wan Ning asked again, strolling down the street.
“Is there a problem?” Although the courtyard’s size far exceeded his expectations, Long Aotian was genuinely pleased from the bottom of his heart.
At this moment, Lin Wan Ning still didn’t realize that Long Aotian’s real plan was to buy the courtyard outright.
So in her eyes, that messy, disorderly yard—even if rented—would need a ton of renovations just to live in.
Spending money on that? If she suddenly decided not to rent anymore later, it’d all be a total waste, right?
Plus, if her brother just finished renovating the place, and those folks then chickened out and backed out of the lease—wouldn’t that be a giant “Wow, all that effort, for nothing”?
Honestly, Lin Wan Ning felt it was a big loss.
After sharing her thoughts with Long Aotian, he chuckled and tousled her long hair.
Nobody’s upset about being cared for; this new little sister of his, caring so much, made Long Aotian feel quite comforted.
If she had some superficial friends, who cares how much they toss around, right?
“Don’t worry, little sister. With how clever your brother is, how could I possibly lose out?”
The moment Long Aotian’s hand rested on Lin Wan Ning’s head, she shivered all over.
His light caress made her feel as if her soul was being pulled out of her body—so soft, so strange, like her mind was floating outside herself.
She had never experienced such a feeling before—so comfortable, so obediently nestled under Long Aotian’s touch, almost like she was being controlled by some unknown, wicked magic.
Growing up, she never knew being patted on the head could feel this good.
As Long Aotian withdrew his hand, Lin Wan Ning opened her eyes slightly and looked at him, feeling suddenly that she was forever in his grasp—like she couldn’t escape his palm.
Regardless of gender, first crushes tend to cast a certain ‘filter’ over everything.
Not just the visual beauty, but a deeper, heart-aching longing.
Life, dull and gray, suddenly painted with vibrant strokes.
Her own world blossomed into a kaleidoscope of colors.
“Big bro,” she called softly, quickly stepping forward to grab Long Aotian’s arm.
“This afternoon, your little sister wishes to monopolize all your time.”
“Wow, you’re even more bossy than me,” he replied.
“Yeah, I can be pretty bossy too,” she said, delicately hooking her slender, pink-tipped fingers around his hand.
She nodded slightly, lowering her gaze, her hair falling over her face—hidden but not, revealing only her mysterious demeanor.
“Does big brother have a girl he likes?”
“Why do you ask?”
“Just… I won’t ask that,” Lin Wan Ning hurriedly said, switching up her approach.
“So, tell me—what kind of girl do you like?”
Seeing Long Aotian furrow his brows, she pursed her lips and leaned in slightly, gently swaying his arm.
“Come on, big brother, just tell me. Please.”
A head of silky black hair spilled onto his arm, accompanied by a faint, lingering fragrance.
Long Aotian’s eyes suddenly froze.
Through the open collar of Lin Wan Ning’s shirt, he saw something that made his brows twitch—an unobstructed view of a white, snow-like landscape.
He twitched his lips.
This girl really doesn’t think of herself as an outsider sometimes.
Of course, most importantly, Lin Wan Ning had no idea that her height difference had already shown her a bit too much.
Long Aotian pretended he saw nothing, took a breath and said:
“My ideal type isn’t tainted by worldly glitz.
No glamorous parties, no heavy makeup, no vain desire for vanity.
Someone gentle, perhaps a little naive, full of life and innocence.”
Not just Long Aotian’s ideal—this was the lifelong dream of nearly every boy in the world.
Hearing his words, Lin Wan Ning’s face blushed slightly.
Her hands naturally moved behind her back, her gaze drifting somewhere else—sort of play-acting cool, but secretly watching Long Aotian from a different angle.
She felt that everything he described fit her perfectly.
She’s never been drawn into the flashy world of bars or entertainment spots, never took part in such gatherings, and has never worn heavy makeup nor flaunted herself in front of anyone.
Nor does she have any desire for vanity.
She’s pretty gentle-looking, with a somewhat innocent vibe.
Her personality is cool sometimes, but her youth still shows.
And crucially, in front of her brother, she always acts a bit lively.
So does Long Aotian secretly like her too?
Is this why he’s subtly describing her this way?
Thinking this, Lin Wan Ning’s lips curved into a shy smile.
She looked at Long Aotian.
“Big brother, come here.”
“What’s wrong?”
“Come over here,” she said softly.
Long Aotian found her adorable.
Like her roommate said, if he hadn’t seen it himself, who would believe that a cool, elegant campus goddess could be so clingy?
As Long Aotian bent down slightly, she tiptoed forward and suddenly kissed him.
He was stunned.
The soft, icy-sweet feeling of her lips pressed against his made his mind go blank—completely chaotic.
Until he felt her tongue clumsily pry open his lips, carrying a warm, tingling current—he was instantly lost in its whirl.
Lin Wan Ning closed her eyes tightly, afraid to look.
All her movements felt stiff—arms wrapped around him, body melting into him, willingly fitting together, as if she could hear her own pounding heart.
She suddenly understood: the world, Long Aotian grew up in the orphanage, dropped out at fifteen, wandered the streets for over a decade.
Finally, at twenty-eight, he made a home for himself.
He’s learned countless truths, endured hardships and trials, but this—this kind of thing—he doesn’t know how to handle.
Her brief kiss with Hu Yuying was tender and sweet, filled with affection and closeness—more about responsibility and protection.
But this time, her kiss carried more passion and desire.
Long Aotian always believed he was calm and self-controlled, yet in this moment, he felt like he couldn’t hold it together.
Soft hair tangled on his face, Lin Wan Ning looked at the dazed Long Aotian, her fingertips gently brushing her hair away from his face.
She was panting slightly—shy as a girl, her breath stolen by her brother.
“Big bro, this is the first time I’ve liked someone. And the first time I’ve been so proactive. I want to tell you—I am not a very traditional or conservative girl.”
“As long as I’m sure about the person in my heart, I can accept and won’t resist things like kissing or holding hands.”
As she spoke, a faint blush returned to her white cheeks.
She felt embarrassed to say the rest aloud, so she used this moment to adjust her emotions.
Finally, she looked seriously at Long Aotian.
“If you could also feel the same way about me, even if it’s just a desire, I would slowly accept it…”
【A month in the sea, a flower in the dream—seeing this doesn’t panic, but dear friends, your energy is needed (cutely obedient)……】
