Thump thump thump!

A violent knocking on the door woke me up from sleep when it was still early in the morning. It was Murong Mingyue calling out to me, “Lu Chen, time to wake up and grab your milk!”

Fuck!

I swiftly climbed to my feet and put on my clothes. When I walked outside and got to the living room, I immediately saw a glass of milk on the coffee table.

I shot a glance at Murong Mingyue. She was wearing a pink, low-cut T-shirt and arranging a stack of brand new fashion magazines by the sofa. The way her enormous breasts rippled after every movement was astounding to say the least.

I glanced back and forth between the cup and Murong Mingyue, but in the end I wasn’t able to hold myself back from asking, “Sis, is this… yours?”

Murong Mingyue stared at me blankly for a couple of seconds before turning beet red. She rose to her feet angrily. “No! What are you thinking? It’s something we ordered from downstairs! Now drink it already! Starting today, we’re drinking a glass of milk and eating cake for breakfast every morning!”

I was shocked. “But my preferred breakfast is deep-fried dough sticks and hot pepper soup…”

Murong Mingyue uttered through gritted teeth. “Can you...