It's like I'm not reborn

Chapter 62 Warmth
Shi Hai was by Shi Meng's side, watching her pick up the washed socks and underwear and dry them, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

In fact, for Shi Hai, this time is still very early.

He usually doesn't think about going to bed until twelve o'clock.

As a leisurely college student, Shi Hai has so much free time that he has no place to spend it. Most of the time he spends his time reading books and playing games.

It's just that in the past few days, the two beauties from the neighbor's house always come to him to play, so he has a more fulfilling life.

But today, because of Shimeng, the evening time is free.

Shi Hai was not sleepy yet, so he asked Shi Meng.

"Drink milk? Let me make you a cup to help you sleep."

In addition, it is very helpful for physical development.

After all, my younger sister's appearance is already at the highest level, and if I increase the various sizes of her figure, she will definitely grow into a big beauty of the highest level.

Shi Meng saw through Shi Hai's thoughts, covered his chest with his hands, and finally blushed once.

"Brother! I will grow bigger in the future!"

"you sure?"

"Of course!"

Actually not.

Although he appeared confident on the surface, he was actually very guilty.

Although the dream of the future is no longer an airport, it is still at the level of a pineapple bun, which is still below the average.

This is also Shi Meng's most resentful part, even if he drinks milk every day, it won't help much, he doesn't know where all the nutrition goes.

It seems... the butt has gotten bigger, right?
But I still hope it grows to the chest.

"Then... let's have a drink."

Of course, the milk that my brother made is for drinking.

Shi Hai made a butler ceremony and said.

"Got it, miss, here is sweet and delicious milk for you."

"Hee hee, can I make a small request?"

"Of course, please."

"I want to use your cup."

"Uh……"

This request was unexpected.

The only cup Shihai uses is a white mug, and he uses this cup when he drinks water, makes coffee, and pours drinks.

Although Shihai will wash it carefully every time, but because it has been used for a long time, the inner wall of the cup is stained with some color that cannot be absorbed, making it look a bit dirty.

The kind that other people will dislike when they see it, and girls who love cleanliness will not want to share a cup with others.

For example, Zhu Lingjie would definitely not want to use it... Of course, this is only what Shi Hai thinks, the actual situation is just the opposite.

In short, Shi Hai felt that an ordinary younger sister would definitely not want to share a cup with her brother.

Of course, Shi Hai also discovered the unusualness of Shi Meng.

She was too close and familiar with herself, and with some fragmentary information, Shi Hai could basically conclude that this younger sister was probably also a reborn.

But there are differences between Shi Meng and Jian Sichun in details.

The most obvious is the 'sense of distance'.

This is no longer close range, it feels like zero distance.

Because their relationship is brother and sister, so the distance is closer than that of Jian Sichun, a friend?
But will siblings be so 'intimate'?

I feel that brothers and sisters are not so unscrupulous, and in fact, many brothers and sisters, the younger sister will dislike the elder brother, and the elder brother will also dislike the younger sister.

Therefore, Shi Hai was puzzled.

"Do not you mind?"

For the time being, Shi Hai stretched out his cup to Shi Meng, and showed her the inside of the cup, meaning to ask her, 'Don't you think it's dirty? '.

Shi Meng looked normal, tilting her head naturally and asked back.

"What's the point of that?"

For Shi Meng, sharing a cup with his brother has long been a habit.

Her brother's is her brother's, and her brother's is hers, there is no need to distinguish so clearly.

For the time being, Shi Hai suppressed the impulse and curiosity to ask questions, nodded and went to make milk.

After a while, Shi Hai brought over the soaked milk.

Shi Meng took it and held his brother's cup with both hands, sipping the hot milk his brother gave him in small sips.

It feels like the whole body is rushing with heat, and it becomes hot.

My heart is also warm.

At this time, like Jian Sichun who returned to Shihai's house, she felt "I'm finally home".

The golden nest and silver nest are not as good as their own dog kennels. This kind of peace of mind really cannot be given by other places.

This made Shi Meng's expression soften, revealing a happy smile from the heart.

When Shi Hai watched from the side, he felt healed.

Then Shi Hai didn't know if he was infected by Shi Meng's smile, and he reached out to touch her head again.

In fact, Shihai has a clear understanding that most people don't like being patted on the head, and even feel offended.

You can attack girls just by touching your head, which is a design that only exists in games.

On the way back, when he saw his sister who was crying, he did touch her head, but that was more of a comforting effect.

Under other circumstances, Shi Hai didn't think it was okay to pat girls' heads.

However, facing his sister's angelic smile, Shi Hai couldn't help stretching out his hand.

And the feedback is top notch.

Shi Meng also took the initiative to push Shi Hai's palm, then raised her head, put her soft and greasy face in the palm of her brother's palm, and rubbed it again.

And then don't forget to drink two more sips of milk...

It's almost like a little milk cat actively begging for rua.

Just four words, touching people's hearts.

Even Shi Hai, who claims to be a hunk, feels that his blood bar is going to be empty.

My sister is simply a natural super cute thing!

If it continued, Shi Hai felt that he might dream of Shi Meng tonight, so he stopped in time.

Shi Meng seemed a little unsatisfied, looking eagerly at Shi Hai's palm, those smart eyes seemed to be asking, "Don't you want to continue touching?" '.

Shi Hai couldn't hold back, thinking 'the last ten seconds! ', touched the head of my sister again.

"hey-hey……"

Shi Meng sniggered happily, and drank the hot milk given by his brother in one go.

Then he licked his lips, put down the cup, and was ready to enjoy his brother's head touching wholeheartedly.

But because he was too anxious to drink just now, a trace of milk flowed out from the corner of his mouth, and accidentally rubbed it on Shi Hai's hand.

What a big mistake!
How can I get my brother's hands dirty?
My sister is disqualified!
Shi Meng quickly sticks out his tongue to lick it clean, making up for his mistake.

His hands were clean, but Shi Hai didn't feel too good.

Obviously it's just my sister drinking milk and stroking her head...

There is an inexplicable sense of guilt, right?

Shi Hai felt that he really couldn't go on any longer, so he withdrew his hand in time, coughed and said.

"Cough...then go to bed after drinking."

"Well, how about you brother?"

"I'm going to bed too..."

After this wave, Shi Hai felt that he no longer had enough mental strength to do other things.

And in order not to make myself think wrong, I am afraid I need to listen to music to empty my brain.

Otherwise, the warm and pure scene will be polluted by dirty thoughts.

"Good night, have a good rest."

"……Um……"

Shi Meng seemed to want to say something, but in the end he watched his brother go back to the bedroom.

After returning to the room, Shi Hai simply lay down on the bed, put on the earphones, immersed himself in the world of pure music to cleanse his soul, and get rid of those filthy evil thoughts in his head.

About an hour later, when it was close to midnight, Shi Hai was already half asleep, and was about to fall asleep.

However, at this moment, there was a knock on the door.

He woke up suddenly and realized who it was.

There were only two other people in the family, and my mother had gone to bed early, and like the two beauties next door, my mother had no habit of knocking on the door at all.

There is only one person left who can knock on the door...

Sister Shimeng.

It seems that the communication time between brothers and sisters is about to enter overtime.

(End of this chapter)