Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 490 - 491: Let’s Talk About Something We Haven’t Discussed in a Long Time

Chapter 490: Chapter 491: Let’s Talk About Something We Haven’t Discussed in a Long Time

Song Xiaodong carried Miao Xuanxuan back to bed, and Miao Xuanxuan, clinging to Song Xiaodong’s neck, asked, "Brother-in-law, did you and Qingqing do it tonight?"

"This..." Song Xiaodong hadn’t expected Miao Qingqing to ask such a question and couldn’t help but feel a bit embarrassed.

Miao Xuanxuan continued, "Looking at you like this, it’s obvious you did. Hey, I’m asking you, ever since Qingqing has been with you, do you guys do it every night?"

After thinking for a moment, Song Xiaodong replied, "It seems like it’s pretty much the case, unless your sister is too tired, or she’s on her period."

"I’m really envious of her. So, is she good in bed, is she wild?" Miao Xuanxuan asked with a giggly smile.

Ever since Song Xiaodong got together with Miao Qingqing, he and Miao Xuanxuan had never talked about such an intimate topic. He wondered what had gotten into Miao Xuanxuan today to bring up such a conversation.

"You know what kind of person your sister is, don’t you? She’s mostly quite conservative."

Miao Xuanxuan said in surprise, "No way? My sister told me that two years ago, she let loose quite a bit. How come she’s become more reserved when she’s actually with someone?"

A twitch formed at the corner of Song Xiaodong’s mouth. He hadn’t told Miao Xuanxuan about Miao Qingqing’s virginity and felt revealing this information would definitely make Miao Xuanxuan quite frustrated, so it was better left unsaid.

The key point was that Miao Qingqing was able to speak about the incident two years ago, so Song Xiaodong also couldn’t deny that Miao Qingqing was the same as before. It could be that due to some kind of shock, her reactions had changed. As for her later being a virgin, Song Xiaodong had even suspected that Miao Qingqing had undergone a hymen restoration surgery afterward. But this was something he didn’t feel right to ask about anymore.

"What’s wrong?" Miao Xuanxuan asked, puzzled when she saw Song Xiaodong not responding.

With a response, Song Xiaodong said, "Nothing, I was just thinking about what you said. Maybe two years ago, Qingqing experienced some sort of trauma, that’s why she acted like that. But it’s not her true character. Now, returning to her true self, she can’t do what she did before."

Miao Xuanxuan uttered an "Oh" and added, "So that’s how it is. Don’t you find it boring, not even unlocking new positions? That’s really not okay. I’ll have to tell her that this isn’t the way to be with a man."

With a snort, Song Xiaodong retorted, "You haven’t done it yourself, how can you teach your sister?"

Miao Xuanxuan replied seriously, "I haven’t really done it, but I understand. If I were to do it with you, I’d want to try everything to find out our favorite positions."

Song Xiaodong’s heart fluttered, "Xuanxuan, if you were my girlfriend, how great that would be."

"Hehe, jealous, aren’t you?"

Song Xiaodong nodded earnestly.

"Jealous or not, you can’t have. Just treat Qingqing like she’s me. If you train her well, won’t that be the same?"

"It’s not that simple," Song Xiaodong shook his head. In matters of the bed, talking is easy, but it’s often one’s character that determines their performance. Even if you do something occasionally to please the other person, more often you act according to your true nature.

"Alright, I won’t tease you anymore. If my sister wakes up and you’re still not down there after so long, she’ll start having thoughts," said Miao Xuanxuan.

"Alright," Song Xiaodong agreed, preparing to get up.

"Hey, you’re leaving just like that?" Miao Xuanxuan pouted.

Song Xiaodong chuckled softly and bent down to plant a kiss on Miao Xuanxuan’s lips.

Miao Xuanxuan finally released Song Xiaodong, satisfied, and said, "Go back and get some good sleep. You don’t have to work tomorrow, and there’s no need to get up so early. Tomorrow during the day, I’ll pester you again."

Song Xiaodong chuckled and replied, "That kind of pestering is something I’m eager for."

When Song Xiaodong left Miao Xuanxuan’s room and passed by Song Xiaoru’s door, he caught a glimpse of Song Xiaoru standing at the doorway and instantly shrank his head in guilt.

Without a word, Song Xiaoru grabbed his ear and pulled him into her room.

"Sis, be gentle," Song Xiaodong, bending over, was led by Song Xiaoru to the bed.

Song Xiaoru pushed Song Xiaodong down onto the bed, sat at the edge, crossed her arms, and said sternly, "Humph, you’re quite the player now, aren’t you? Skulking around late at night for a secret rendezvous with Xuanxuan."

Song Xiaodong stopped hiding anything from Song Xiaoru and directly embraced Miao Xuanxuan’s waist, laying his head on her legs and said, "Sis, Xuanxuan really did need a favor, but... we just chatted a bit. Honestly, we didn’t do anything."

"Really didn’t do anything?" Song Xiaoru stared into Song Xiaodong’s eyes.

"Really, how could I dare to? I do know my limits."

"Humph, I’m just afraid you won’t be able to control yourself when the time comes," Song Xiaoru sighed.

"I will definitely control myself," Song Xiaodong said. As he spoke, he turned his head slightly outward, his cheeks taking on an embarrassed hue.

Glancing down, Song Xiaoru’s face flushed red in an instant. She pushed Song Xiaodong’s head down sharply and said, "You little rascal, what are you looking at?"

Song Xiaoru wore a loose nightgown, not a form-fitting kind. Because of how it was pulled taut at the top, there was a lot of space around the hem. Looking up from below, Song Xiaodong had a clear view of her chest. She wasn’t wearing a bra late at night, so everything was plainly visible.

"I’m your brother, what’s the harm in one look?" Song Xiaodong laughed with a mischievous grin, attempting to rest his head on Song Xiaoru’s legs again.

"No way," Song Xiaoru quickly shoved Song Xiaodong’s head away and scolded, "We’re not related by blood, you know. What would this look like?"

"Not related by blood..." Song Xiaodong paused for a moment, staring blankly at Song Xiaoru.

Seeing Song Xiaodong’s unusual expression, Song Xiaoru became somewhat flustered and hurriedly said, "Dongzi, I didn’t mean I don’t see you as my real brother, but since there’s no blood relation between us, there are still certain things we should be mindful of."

Song Xiaodong shook his head and gave a wide grin, saying, "You scared me there for a second. I thought you didn’t recognize me as your brother anymore."

"Humph, you little scoundrel. I’ve raised you, and I’m counting on you to make money and support me. If you even think of not acknowledging me as your sister, you can forget about it."

"Yes, yes, a wife can be remarried, but a sister is the only one you get in a lifetime."

"Smooth-talker, just get out of here already. If you get back late, Qingqing might think you’ve been up to no good."

Song Xiaodong got up, pecked Song Xiaoru on the cheek, then slipped out of the room.

Lying in bed, Song Xiaoru found herself unable to fall asleep for a long time. Letting Song Xiaodong see her in such a provocative state today gave her a different sensation than before. Not only did she feel embarrassed, but there was also an unusual thrill to it.