After Going on a Blind Date with My Brother

Wen Yimu couldn't help pinching Lin Wan's defiant little face and praised her: "Why is Kai Kai so good?"

I'd rather my heart be wasted than let her risk a bad stomach.

Lin Wan rubbed softly in Wen Yimu's palm, and with some regret, closed the lid again: "I'll make something delicious for my sister next time."

Wen Yimu reached out and held her hand, and said slowly, "But what if I want to try it?"

Lin Wan shook his head seriously: "No, it's easy for me to cook, and my sister can't risk her own body."

It's not just food, she'll do it next time.

Although...even though the meaning of the next time is different from this time.

But as long as it is with Wen Yimu, there is no difference.

Lin Wan comforted herself like this, as well as Wen Yimu, but she wanted to take the fried dumplings back and eat them secretly.

It's not that I can't bear this dish, it's that I can't bear the meaning contained in it, and I can't bear to be full of joy when cooking for someone you like.

Lin Wan thought she didn't show any reluctance on her face, but when Wen Yimu glanced at her with a half-smile but not a smile, she felt inexplicably flustered, as if all her thoughts were exposed to the air as long as the other party glanced at her. middle.

Nothing to hide.

Wen Yimu looked at the insulation box thoughtfully and nodded, "If that's the case, then I'll help you pour it out."

Saying that he was about to take the insulation box, Lin Wan squeezed it hard to prevent Wen Yimu from taking it away, and his face flushed a little.

Wen Yimu raised her eyes to look at Lin Wan with a three-point smile in her eyes, and said lightly, "What's wrong?"

Lin Wan knew that his own thoughts had been seen through, but he was still stubborn and refused to admit it.

Wen Yimu pretended to be surprised: "When did you have a dog at home?"

Lin Wan was defeated, and his momentum was a little weaker: "stray dog..."

Wen Yimu nodded, squinting thoughtfully: "Don't you feed the dog and me?"

Lin Wan was about to collapse and felt wronged: "Sister, that's not what I meant!"

"Stupid or not." Wen Yimu opened the lid of the box again, put it on the table, and broke through Lin Wan's careful thoughts, "I can't bear to eat it for me, do you want to keep it and eat it secretly?"

Lin Wan had to nod, his voice was small, like a primary school student who made a mistake and admitted his mistake in front of the head teacher: "I just can't bear it. I can't bear to fry dumplings, and I can't bear to bear my sister."

"Then I want to try it." Wen Yimu's words were always indifferent, but he was full of momentum and could not tolerate others' refutation. ,

Lin Wan could only hand over the chopsticks to please: "Sister just eat one, it's too greasy."

Wen Yimu nodded, picked up a fried dumpling, stared at it for a while, put it in his mouth and slowly chewed it.

To be honest, the fried dumplings that have been left for too long, all the oil will come out after cooling down, which is really not so delicious, and even a little greasy.

But thinking that this was a surprise for him by Lin Wan, Wen Yimu felt that the fried dumplings in his mouth had a different taste, he finished the whole dumpling with a smile, and praised: "It's delicious."

Her palm caressed Lin Wan's cheek lightly: "It's hard work to change, I like it very much, and I'm also very surprised."

Lin Wan smirked, being touched like a small animal, and suddenly thought of something: "I want to try it too."

She doesn't believe that the fried dumplings are still delicious after so long, and she can only know by tasting them herself.

Wen Yimu quickly closed the box again and said calmly, "No."

"Why?" Lin Wan felt aggrieved, "Can't I taste what I made myself?"

"No." Wen Yimu's eyes were as calm as water, "What you gave to me is mine, not yours."

It is obviously a strange logic, but Wen Yimu said it flawlessly, as if it should be so for granted.

"Okay." Lin Wan glanced at the thermal insulation box that was put away by Wen Yimu with some nostalgia, and felt different sweetness in his heart.

Like a strawberry-flavored lollipop stuck in your mouth.

Wen Yimu is also thinking about her, it feels so good to go both ways.

After finishing the fried dumplings, the little couple was sticky on the sofa for a long time until Lin Wan glanced at the phone and exclaimed, "It's already nine o'clock in the evening!"

Wen Yimu hummed lazily: "the waiter won't come to chase us."

Lin Wan glanced at Wen Yimu, who was in his arms, and said with a wry smile, "That's what I said, but... I have to go back to my sister."

Wen Yimu is like an arctic fox, with a snow-white coat that looks unusually unapproachable, but as long as she is thawed, she will find that she is unusually soft and even a little sticky.

Wen Yimu pinched Lin Wan's chin in dissatisfaction, and there was an indescribable laziness in her nasal voice: "Didn't you still go to the bar in the middle of the night?"

The beauty turned over unconsciously in her arms, and her gestures were endlessly charming, which made Lin Wan feel itching.

Lin Wan smiled bitterly: "That's the old yellow calendar many years ago. It was Gu Qiuqiu who pulled me to cry, and I came back so late."

"Oh." Wen Yimu lifted her eyelids and glanced at Lin Wan lazily, "I'm pulling you to cry too?"

"Don't dare." Lin Wan said obediently, "I won't let my sister cry, and I won't be distressed to death."

Wen Yimu chuckled softly, deliberately ignoring Lin Wan's words to go back, turned over and continued to rest on the girl's lap, half-closing her eyes, looking very enjoying.

In front of others, you have to be more or less careful, and there is rarely such a chance to completely relax. Originally, I just wanted to try to have Lin Wan hold her, but I didn't expect that once I got into her arms, it seemed like I would never get out again.

The whole person was drowned in the gentle village, and the spirit was rarely relaxed, which made Wen Yimu return to the time when he was still in his mother's womb, so warm and so soft.

In the next second, you can fall asleep, ignoring the disturbances of the world and the countless affairs at hand.

Wen Yimu thought about the night when Lin Wan went to the bar, and the two of them were in a relationship in the middle of the night. At that time, it was still Lin Wan's unrequited love, but she could remove all her defenses and let the cold glass touch her skin. , watching the moonlight cast a soft halo on yourself.

The night wind is as gentle and vast as water, infiltrating all the muscles and bones, and the girl's soft whispers are in her ears.

In fact, at that time, I liked Lin Wan.

In fact, at the beginning, I also had feelings for her.

It seemed that after being together, every bit of everything became better, Wen Yimu grabbed Lin Wan's hand with his backhand, squeezed it for a while, and said softly, "It's so comfortable to be with you, change it. "

Then in the next second, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Only Lin Wan was left watching the beautiful sister close her eyelids, her breathing became even and gentle, and she sat there dumbfounded.

She looked down at Wen Yimu.

Wen Yimu's face already had the delicate beauty of a girl in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, but now she's asleep, her long hair is scattered, and it's even more unbelievably beautiful.

For fear of disturbing her sweet dreams.

The long eyelashes lightly cover the eyelids, the red lips are moist, and the expression on his face is lazy and relaxed, with a slight hint of alcohol and blush, an indescribable temperament.

Like lying drunk under a peach blossom tree, the petals rustled and fell to the ground, the beauty was unaware, but the person who looked at the flower was already fascinated.

Lin Wan's heart thumped uncontrollably. He reached out and caressed Wen Yimu's cheek involuntarily. The white porcelain-like skin was slightly cool and warm. Next, you can play whatever you want.

Lin Wan faintly had the illusion of blasphemy against the fairy, and did not dare to do anything to Wen Yimu, quietly withdrew her hand and sat in peace.

Her knees were a little numb, but she didn't feel warm at all, she only felt that her sister was a little light, without the slightest weight, as if it would fly by the wind in the next second.

If possible, she is willing to hold Wen Yimu like this all the time, watching her sleep peacefully in her arms and never feel tired.

You won't feel bored either, being able to look at Wen Yimu's peerless sleeping face is already a great reward, an endless glory.

Lin Wan felt that his heart was soft and became a cloud, and it was like a stream flowing in the forest, an indescribable dreamy beauty.

All the mundane and mundane things seem to disappear at this moment. As long as Wen Yimu is by her side, everything in the world seems to be nothing, only she is the actual existence.

It's the **** she lives on.

...

I don't know how long it took, Wen Yimu woke up, she hadn't slept so well for a long time, her cheeks were slightly red, her eyes were narrowed, and she looked like a lazy cat.

When she woke up, the first thing she saw was the smiling Lin Wan, who looked at herself with stars in her eyes.

A warmth surged in Wen Yimu's heart, she opened her eyes lightly, and smiled at Lin Wan, as if she was half-covered under a folding fan, unconsciously charming.

The already peerless face, even if it was just a smile, seduced Lin Wan's heart.

He could only hold Wen Yimu tighter, for fear that she would run away.

Wen Yimu grunted from his throat and said lazily, "Sleepy."

There is a little more coquettish meaning, the kind of coquettish concubine to the king, full of noble temperament.

Lin Wan coaxed her softly: "Would you like to sleep a little longer?"

Wen Yimu thought for a while, then shook his head: "What time is it?"

Lin Wan looked at the phone and said honestly, "It's half past ten."

It's not too late in the 21st century, and it's not too late to stay overnight.

What's more, the school is about to start soon. Even though he intellectually knows to study hard, Lin Wan always wants to stay with Wen Yimu for a while.

"Is that so." Wen Yimu nodded thoughtfully, wrapped her arms around Lin Wan's neck, and stood up tenderly.

Lin Wan quickly held her back to help her up, feeling Wen Yimu's thin back, and felt a little distressed: "Sister is so thin, eat more."

"Just do it for me." Wen Yimu became more and more arrogant, and ordered no one to hesitate.

Of course Lin Wan promised: "Okay, I'll do it for my sister in the future."

Wen Yimu nodded casually, tapped the ground with her two long legs, and easily got up from Lin Wan, looking back and chuckling: "Let's go, I'll take you back."

His arms were empty all of a sudden, losing the warmth in his arms, and Lin Wan was still a little lost, sitting in place without moving.

Wen Yimu bent down slightly and asked her, "What's wrong?"

Lin Wan's mouth was flat, and he said, "My legs are numb."

Of course, she is not lying, so her legs are indeed numb for a long time, but after all, she was trained professionally in squatting when she was a child. Just this, can she still walk?

Therefore, Lin Wan was still a little guilty, for fear that Wen Yimu would see the flaw.

The author has something to say: I recommend bgm "The Singer of the End of the World" (Fengmingzhuan / Shuangsheng), the single loop code word is quite a feeling.

Weaving a dream for you, the second disease will never die.

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 at the star bank;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Naibu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!