My Online Girlfriend Has a Twin Sister

“Don’t be mad anymore.”

He leaned down and kissed Jiang Yao on the lips.

Yaoyao clearly hadn’t expected him to be so bold. Her eyes flew wide with a mixture of anger and disbelief.

Then, Chen Yuan kissed her again.

“I didn’t say you could kiss—Mmph!”

After a few forced kisses, Jiang Yao quickly wiped the spit from her lips and shot him a fierce glare.

If looks could kill, Chen Yuan would have undoubtedly died countless times already.

The more she resisted, the more excited Chen Yuan became.

He kissed her repeatedly, even daring to linger for a few seconds to savor the taste of her lips.

“Mmph! Mmph!”

All her protests were caught in her throat. She hammered her fists weakly against his shoulders, but after a moment, her body went limp, and she no longer had the strength to hit him.

She could only let Chen Yuan take his liberties.

After they’d messed around for a moment.

Her anger dissipated…

Her furious gaze softened into one of tender affection, and her earlier pounding turned into playful shoves.

“N-No… no more. My lips are going to swell up!” Her soft, sweet voice was so adorable it almost tickled the ears.

“Putting on that cutesy voice~” Chen Yuan teased, deliberately imitating her.

“I’m not!”

“You are!”

“No, I’m not.”

“Oh, no, *I’m not*~”

“You’ll be the death of me!” Jiang Yao was shocked. She had always been the one to take the lead, but now Chen Yuan was an expert at getting a rise out of her.

Instead, she was the one constantly on the back foot.

‘What was going on? Could it be that my sister did something behind the scenes?’

‘Aha! How dare she try to train *my* boyfriend!?’

Jiang Yao’s fists clenched.

It wasn’t that Chen Yuan had learned to take the initiative. He’d simply discovered how much fun it was to deal with his girlfriend’s different personalities! Adopting different attitudes provoked different reactions, and it was just so damn fun.

Even the exact same action would elicit completely different reactions from Ningning and Yaoyao.

‘How could it be this amazing!?’

He was currently filled with glee, already planning to discover more fun things to do.

‘I touched Ningning’s perfect feet earlier, so what if I touch Yaoyao’s perfect feet now?’ Chen Yuan wondered, his gaze drifting to Jiang Yao’s feet, which were as smooth and flawless as white jade.

“Ahem—”

“What is it?”

“Yaoyao, I have a request… I’m not sure if I should ask.”

“You weren’t this polite when you were kissing me just now, you rogue!” Jiang Yao pinched him on the waist.

“Ow, ow, ow!”

“If you have something to say, then say it.” Jiang Yao crossed her arms. She looked at him with a blush on her face, seeming to guess that his request wasn’t going to be an innocent one.

A man and a woman, alone together in a room.

In such an intimate atmosphere, it would be stranger if he had a proper request.

‘Come to think of it,’ she mused, ‘ever since we landed for our trip, our relationship has advanced by leaps and bounds, becoming so much more intimate. A strange place where no one knows you really is the best for helping a couple deepen their connection.’

“Can I touch your feet again?”

“What a weird request??? Wait a minute—”

‘Again!?’

Jiang Yao’s eyes instantly flew wide.

‘What does he mean, “again”!? She was completely floored.

‘No way!? Was my sister being that kinky earlier!?’

…

「A dozen or so minutes later.」

Chen Yuan still hadn’t found out whether Yaoyao’s feet were sensitive, but he had certainly experienced just how fierce a woman’s resistance could be…

In the past, there was a high chance the adorable Yaoyao would have shyly agreed to such a kinky request.

Because she doted on Chen Yuan more than her sister did.

But today was different. She very much minded doing the same things as her sister. She wasn’t her sister’s shadow, and she finally had a chance to just be herself.

And so, she was desperate for Chen Yuan to tell the two of them apart.

They snuggled together for a long time, neither of them feeling the least bit sleepy. Normally, they’d be yawning by this hour, but because they’d slept for so long during the day, their minds were still buzzing with energy.

“Let’s just watch that documentary together. It looks really good. We can lie on the bed and bring the laptop over, or we can just leave it on the desk.”

Chen Yuan, still thinking about the film he’d found, proactively brought the laptop over.

Yaoyao had been interested at first, but after glancing at the screen, she flopped right back onto the bed. “Who watches *Animal Planet* with their girlfriend in a hotel?” she said in despair. “That’s so typically you, Little Young Master.”

“It’s not *Animal Planet*, it’s *Planet Earth*,” Chen Yuan argued.

“I’m not watching it. People usually watch romance movies in a hotel. You’re totally killing the mood. I’d even be fine with finding… ‘that kind’ of movie. Anything but a documentary…”

“‘That kind’?” Chen Yuan thought for a few seconds. “What ‘kind’?”

“You know… the really intense kind. Ugh, how do you expect a girl to say it! I’m not saying it.” Jiang Yao’s face grew even redder, her cheeks reflecting the light from the lamp they’d turned on specifically for watching the movie.

“Oh! I get it. In that case, how about we watch *Hacksaw Ridge*?”

“*Hacksaw Ridge* my foot!” Jiang Yao pulled the blanket over her head, hiding herself and refusing to say another word.

Chen Yuan laughed heartlessly to himself for a long time. He suddenly thought that Yaoyao’s personality was just too much fun.

He looked down and could only see strands of her freshly washed, silky hair spread across the pillow. The mass of dark hair looked incredibly soft and gentle.

He wanted to reach out and touch it, but after hesitating for a moment, he pulled his hand back.

After admiring the sight for a quiet moment, a small smile touched Chen Yuan’s lips. He turned his gaze back to the screen and pressed play. The opening music began to fill the room as the documentary started.

Beside him, Jiang Yao’s breathing made the soft blanket rise and fall.

She stayed like that, holding her breath, for a long while.

Realizing her Little Young Master had no intention of coming over to get intimate with her, Jiang Yao pouted under the covers, her clear, dark eyes darting back and forth…

A few minutes later, Jiang Yao pretended to turn over, her foot brushing against his leg. The touch of her small, fair foot felt exquisite, but it vanished in an instant.

A few seconds later, she shifted again.

This time, her foot landed directly on his leg.

Then she hurriedly pulled it back, as if she were shy about the contact… It was a tentative game, there one moment and gone the next. Her foot would stretch out, then fall back. Each time the touch vanished, it only made him anticipate its return.

But the intervals grew longer and longer, leaving him in tantalizing suspense.

Until… one time, she didn’t pull her foot away. Instead, she began rubbing it against Chen Yuan’s leg, inching her way up, bit by bit. She felt as if she were stepping on hot coals.

The body of an eighteen-year-old boy was truly, irresistibly hot.