MTL - My Sister is Very Obsessive-Chapter 753 : After the fact 1

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"Sister, lunch is ready!"

I walked out of the kitchen with two bowls of noodles, and shouted at my sister who was holding sheets and needles in the living room.

"Oh, here we come!"

The elder sister threw the sheet aside, put the needle and thread in her hand on the coffee table, got up and took a step, and suddenly let out a painful cry of "ah".

I quickly put the noodles in my hand, rushed to her side at ten meters per second, hugged her body with both hands, and asked with concern,

"What, did you get stuck with a needle?"

Sister frowned slightly, her little head shook slightly, but then she seemed to think of something again, she suddenly raised her brows, raised the corners of her mouth, and looked at me with a wicked smile,

"I was pricked by my brother's needle below, but it doesn't matter. As long as this kind of thing happens for the first time, it will definitely not be less in the future. I will work hard to get used to it!"

"boom!"

I put my hand on the back of my sister's head and gently bumped her forehead with my forehead. No one would be happy to hear it being described as a "needle".

"Ow!"

My sister let out a painful cry, and rolled her eyes at me in dissatisfaction,

"Why are you hitting me with your head!"

"Hey, you know it!"

"I'm just joking!" My sister pouted and complained in a low voice, "As for what, cheapskate!"

Is it my fault? What a ridiculous guy.

"Let's go, it's time to eat!"

"But... does it hurt?"

"I'll help you go!"

"no!"

The elder sister shook her head coquettishly,

"I want you to hug me!"

I turned my head and glanced at the living room and then at the dining table. The distance between the two was only five or six meters. Is it so exaggerated?

Although I complained in my heart, I still crossed her armpit with one hand, put my arm around her knee with the other, and hugged her horizontally in the way of a princess hug.

My sister gave me the feeling that it was light and very soft, as if there were no bones, and the whole body still exuded the scent of wisps, like a self-propelled sachet.

When I walked to the dining table, I was about to put her on the seat, but she hugged my neck tightly and kept kicking back and forth with her feet.

"Don't don't..."

I straightened up and said helplessly,

"Then what are you doing!"

"I'm sitting on your lap, you hug me to eat!"

I:……

"Sister, are you serious?"

"Seriously, of course!"

Well, for couples who are closer to the relationship, it is normal for girls to be more clingy and coquettish than ever before the sweetness has not dissipated.

Therefore, I fully understand my sister's current state of mind, the kind of hope that she can gain more accommodation and spoil from me by acting like a spoiled child and being cute, so that her whole person is surrounded by happiness.

I hugged my sister and sat on the stool, and my sister sat on my lap, smiling and humming an unknown tune.

Because it was not too early, I simply fried two poached eggs and ate a bowl of noodles for one person.

Sitting on my lap, my sister held chopsticks in her hands. She stirred it in my bowl for a while, and then handed the egg she took a bite to my mouth. The whole meal was bumpy, um, what do you say? Well... It's like going back to more than ten years ago, when my sister was still an awkward little girl of seven or eight years old.

After lunch, she turned her face up and let me wipe her mouth with a piece of paper before she jumped off my lap and planned to go to the living room to sew up the sheets.

But just as she took a step, she whimpered softly.

I put down the bowl in my hand, carefully helped her sit on the chair, and asked with concern,

"What's the matter, does it really hurt? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

My sister blushed, with her pink cheeks bulging, she reached out and knocked on my forehead,

"Why would you be so embarrassed to go to the hospital for this kind of thing? Besides, it hurts a little bit to walk, but it's not to the point where you can't walk!"

"Didn't you say before that it doesn't hurt?"

I pulled over the stool, sat beside her, grabbed her little hand and put it on her thigh,

"Also, what's so embarrassing about this kind of thing?"

"Oh, I can't explain it to you!"

The elder sister said angrily, then took out her mobile phone, searched for a post "Why does a woman feel pain for the first time" at night, and turned the screen of her mobile phone to me,

"Nuo, see for yourself, this is a normal phenomenon, it's too embarrassing to go to the hospital!"

I took the phone and read it through carefully, then looked at my sister, and my eyes fell involuntarily.

My sister quickly blushed and reached out to hold my cheek,

"Don't look!"

I raised my head, I was a little shy at first, but when I saw her shy and arrogant expression, I couldn't help laughing happily.

"Okay, okay, I don't look, I don't look!"

I reached out and touched her forehead like a child comforting,

"Do you want me to take you to the sofa?"

"No, go wash the dishes, I'll walk over by myself!"

After speaking, my sister stood up and walked slowly towards the living room.

I looked at the way she was walking, and in the end I couldn't help but run up, and suddenly I reached out and hugged her.

My sister exclaimed, and then she honestly let me carry me to the sofa.

I bent down and put her down, but she suddenly pecked me in the face, and then whispered,

"It's really not as serious as you think. It's like the opening of the tiger's mouth between the thumb and the index finger in winter. It's fine if the fingers are closed and motionless, but there will be a little pain when they are slightly separated."

"Ok, I know!"

I rubbed her head dotingly, held her cheek and kissed her over and over before heading to the kitchen.

My eyes and arms are almost healed. It will be Labor Day in two days. After Labor Day, my sister and I plan to go back to school.

It's not that I'm bored at home, I'm just worried that I will miss too many courses and I will not pass the final exam.

While thinking about it in my mind, I put the bowl in the bowl rack.

Shaking my hands, I walked out of the kitchen and looked at my sister who was sitting in the living room with the sheets in her hand, and I was curious as to what she was doing.

I asked her when I was eating before, but she didn't say anything, which made it mysterious.

"Sister, I'll go to the room to clean up the quilt."

"Oh!"

The sister replied without raising her head.

"What the **** are you doing?"

"It's nothing, just wait and you'll find out!"

well! I sighed slightly, and instead of continuing to ask, I walked to the bedroom.

The room is still the same as before, the books on the bookshelf are neat and tidy, the computer on the computer table has not been turned on for a while, and the bed on top is messy, especially after the sheets were pulled, the quilt was also thrown by my sister. aside.

I stepped forward, bent down and picked up the clothes that my sister and I had scattered on the ground, one by one, and stacked them on the computer chair, then pulled the quilt and pulled out the quilt cover.