This Is Not the Female Demon Lord I Remembered
Chapter 113: Don’t Let Me Catch the Chance, Roar!

Chapter 113: Chapter 113: Don’t Let Me Catch the Chance, Roar!

When Liang Yi awoke from his slumber, he almost thought he was still in a coma. Because the pressure on his stomach felt exactly like in his dream.

He looked down to see a small head comfortably resting on his belly.

"Lazy pig, time to get up! The sun’s shining on your butt!"

Liang Yi smiled, feeling somewhat moved. But as touched as he was, it was still necessary to wake her.

"Umm... Let me sleep a little longer... Senior Brother!?"

Su Youyi instinctively reached out to push away Liang Yi’s big "pig trotter", but the next second, she realized what was happening and clutched it tight.

"Senior Brother, you’re awake?" There was nothing but delight in Su Youyi’s eyes, as she wished to etch his features deep into her heart.

"No, I’m not awake, you’re dreaming, dreaming of me."

The sunshine outside was just right, warming Liang Yi’s whole body. Watching his junior sister’s dopey adorable appearance just after waking up, Liang Yi couldn’t help but tease her.

"Really?"

Su Youyi was somewhat skeptical.

"Of course... hiss!!!"

Suddenly, Su Youyi slipped her hand into her Senior Brother’s clothes and twisted it 360 degrees, making Liang Yi draw in a sharp breath.

"Does it hurt, Senior Brother?"

Su Youyi asked with a dangerously sweet smile.

"It hurts."

"Then it’s definitely not a dream." Su Youyi’s face showed self-evidence.

"..."

Liang Yi, having shot himself in the foot, felt like crying but had no tears. This must have been taught by Sister Yu, how could his dear little junior sister ever learn such mischief?

"Senior Brother, if you dare not to take care of your body again, I will ignore you for... for a whole week!"

Su Youyi said sternly, propping herself up with her hands, her delicate face close enough to confront her Senior Brother face to face. Originally wanting to say a month, she felt it was more like a punishment for herself, so she changed it to a week.

"Thump, thump! Thump, thump!"

Liang Yi, gazing at his junior sister’s face so close to him, her addictive body fragrance faintly wafting to his nose, her feigned seriousness exuded a different kind of beauty, causing his heartbeat to involuntarily speed up.

"Hmm... Got it, it won’t happen again."

For the first time, Liang Yi found himself at a loss in a conversation with his junior sister, and he could only sigh silently that his junior sister had grown up.

"But Senior Brother, has your memory... have you gotten it back?"

Su Youyi bit her lip slightly, staring intently at her Senior Brother’s eyes that were as dazzling as stars, cautiously probing.

She felt that her Senior Brother’s gaze held the warmth she was familiar with.

Liang Yi hadn’t expected his junior sister to be so observant, noticing right away just because he had merged with part of his previous self’s memories.

Philosophers of the past had posed the question: "Is a person composed of memories or a soul?"

Though Liang Yi had viewed the past through a third-person, God-like perspective in his dreams, strangely, he could feel the emotional ups and downs of little Liang Yi.

After years of living through those memories, they had indeed affected him significantly, and there had been subtle changes when he looked at his junior sister upon waking; Su Youyi had speculated on this possibility from those nearly imperceptible changes.

He didn’t care who he would become after merging all his memories in the future; as long as his feelings for his junior sister remained unchanged, he would always be Liang Yi.

"Partially, the memories from before Master took us as disciples," Liang Yi admitted sincerely with a nod.

"That’s wonderful!"

Su Youyi, who had been holding her breath in anticipation, could not contain the excitement in her heart and burrowed into her Senior Brother’s embrace upon receiving his affirmative response.

"Wait... if Senior Brother has regained his memory, then his feelings towards me..."

Suddenly, Su Youyi’s excitement came to an abrupt halt as she pondered. If her Senior Brother was to once again see her only as a sister, how could she be content with that?

With these thoughts, Su Youyi’s eyes were already brimming with tears, and she lifted her head with concern to look at her senior brother, hoping to find answers in his eyes.

"If senior brother could just be okay, even if it’s just... just as a sister, I would be willing!" Su Youyi thought about this possibility and felt a sharp pain in her heart.

Luckily, Liang Yi was no longer the Liang Yi he used to be. He could feel the panic in his junior sister’s heart and knew what response he should give.

"Fool, you’ve already been different in my heart, can’t you feel it?"

After a long absence, Liang Yi revived the head-patting move, pulling his junior sister into his embrace, giving her the answer she desired the most.

"Senior brother~"

Su Youyi murmured in a low voice, with her heart pounding chaotically, her eyes hazy, and seeing nobody else but her senior brother.

The most painful thing in the world isn’t simply loss, but rather the loss after having fully possessed someone. And if there’s anything that makes Su Youyi feel happy, it’s the regained joy after a false alarm.

"The atmosphere is here! The atmosphere has arrived!" Liang Yi, whose first kiss was at stake over two lifetimes, was feeling no better than Su Youyi, watching his junior sister’s cherry lips slowly approaching him as if it was meant to be, his heart pounding like a drum.

Liang Yi even nervously cast a few minor Daoist spells to cleanse the inside and outside of his mouth. Although cultivators past the Dao Foundation Realm no longer generate any impurities, Liang Yi still did so subconsciously.

Nervously closing his eyes, he slowly lowered his head, ready to welcome his first kiss.

"Slam!"

The door burst open!

"Junior Brother Liang, I heard you’ve awakened?" He Zhiqing said with a surprised look, preparing to step in with his left foot.

"Thud!"

A muffled sound!

He Zhiqing lay on the ground with a big bump on his head, dragged out by Yu Gejing with a casual pull.

"Cough cough, just pretend we never came, please continue."

Yu Gejing said smilingly to Liang Yi, and even closed the door on his way out.

Liang Yi looked disheartened, looking down at the door that had flown open only to see his junior sister, now covering her head with the blanket in shyness, lying on his abdomen.

Grinding his teeth internally, he thought bitterly: "Heh, He Zhiqing, I’ll remember this! A grudge for ruining my first kiss, irreconcilable!"

Disturbed and still thinking about the first kiss? Dream on! Has Liang Yi ever suffered such a loss in his two lifetimes? Although irritated beyond measure, there was nothing he could do.

Just you wait until I get my chance, then you’ll see what’s coming to you!

He Zhiqing sat in the yard blowing the breeze with an embarrassed look, belatedly realizing he might have entered at the wrong moment. Pretending nothing happened felt awkward, but apologizing seemed even more awkward.

Stealing a glance at his senior sister beside him, quietly sipping tea from her cup, He Zhiqing initially wanted to ask what to do next, but after thinking it through, he decided against it.

Surely, his senior sister didn’t understand matters between men and women!

"Clang!"

A slight noise as the door opened, and Liang Yi came out and smiled, thanking the two in the courtyard.

"During my unconscious state, I’m deeply grateful to the both of you for your care! Liang Yi is indebted!"

"We’re brothers, why so formal? If I were unconscious, would you just stand by and watch?"

He Zhiqing stood up, supporting Liang Yi who was trying to express gratitude, and said discontentedly.

Liang Yi didn’t expect He Zhiqing to react this way, and after a moment of bewilderment, he also showed a resigned face:

"It seems I’m the one who’s being distant, then I’ll have to treat Senior Brother He to a drink next time."

"Ha ha, that’s more like it!"

He Zhiqing laughed heartily and patted Liang Yi’s shoulder, the usually composed and dignified He Zhiqing also harbored a longing for the heated brotherly affection.