Brother Xuanyan~!" Lingling moved closer to Xuanyan, before sitting comfortably in his lap, her tight ass snugly comfortable against his dick. Her eyes fluttered with a seductive gaze as she looked at him, Lingling's large breasts pressing softly against his chest, and from his angle, Xuanyan could clearly see the alluring swell of her cleavage through her open collar.
"Junior brother… from now on, call me Lingling." Lingling's voice was softer than before, almost shy. She leaned in as she whispered hotly into his ear.
Xuanyan remained silent, lost in thought as he considered her words. Calling Lingling by her name? It shouldn't have mattered—after all, it was just a name. Yet, he found himself preferring to call her sister—it made his ears and ego feel better whenever she sweetly called him brother. This was a lingering fantasy from his past life, a taboo he was never allowed to explore before.
