Conan: My Old Sister Maurilan

After finishing the fruit salad in his hand, Gong Sheng put the empty bowl and spoon on the bedside table beside him, he also breathed a sigh of relief, and leaned back against the pillow, supported by the bed board.

The bed is very soft, softer than the public bed, and the body seems to be sunken, making it difficult to adapt.

The silk cotton and the warm cotton pad are really comfortable.

He didn't reply, he seemed really tired.

Xiaolan moved down, and she also hid under the quilt, covering below the collarbone, leaving only her head exposed.

Very quiet, quiet and clear to hear the noise of the rain.

"Well, thank you sir."

Sure enough, she is not a qualified sister.

I greedily hope that my brother can always be by my side like before, and on the other hand, I hope that Kudo can always be by my side.

But being forced by God to make a choice...

Choose to stand outside at this moment and get in the rain with Kudo...

Or, as it is now.

The younger brother takes him home, and when he takes a bath, the younger brother prepares the meal, and then when he eats, the younger brother goes to take a bath.

Because I was tired, I didn't need to participate in the follow-up washing dishes, so I went back to the room directly.

If I have some strength, I sit at the table and play with the computer. If I don’t have the strength, I lie on the bed with my laptop in my arms. I sleep until I can’t open my eyes.

After waiting in the room for a while, the younger brother would come in with the fruit in his hands. Because he was afraid that the juice would splash on the bed, he would use a spoon to bring it to his mouth, and he could eat it with his mouth open.

Xiaolan closed her eyes, noticing the changes in herself, and also noticing the so-called desire growing in her heart.

Imagine Kudo Shinichi again...

If it was Kudou, I am afraid that he would send the other party home first, and then walk back with an umbrella. If there is no umbrella, he would put on a hat and go back in the rain.

When I got home, my shoes were all wet, no one handed me a towel, and there was no dinner.

My father was still in the office on the second floor, the table was covered with cigarette butts and beer, and he picked up the broom with his hands that obviously didn't want to move, and cleaned the room.

After that, I don't prepare dinner, and I can't rest after a simple bath, and I need to prepare dinner.

After dinner, I still need to wash the dishes, and after washing the dishes, I need to wash the clothes. After washing the clothes, I need to tidy up the housework. Finally, I heard my father say "Xiao Lan, I'm going out to play cards", and I was relieved.

Dragging his tired body, he lay weak on the hard plank bed, feeling his bones being forcibly straightened, unable to sleep on his side, and could only lie on his back.

"Hey, Gongsheng, have you ever been angry with your sister?"

really tired.

Xiaolan rubbed to the outside of the bed, closed her eyes, followed her breath to find out, and finally she smelled the same orchid scent as herself, and then raised her head slightly.

Pillow on that soft spot, my brother's belly.

It is slightly hard, not as soft as when I was a child, and it will sink when pressed by hand, but it is still great as a pillow.

Arms wrapped around the boy's waist.

"I'm angry, I'm angry every day, but I'm not angry anymore when I see you."

After all, I am not a so-called god.

Anyone would be angry, especially seeing her sister with other boys and taking care of others as younger brothers.

But there is no way, because that is Mao Lilan's subconscious behavior.

This is the correctness of human nature and the kindness of Mao Lilan.

It's just that this unfairness is given to one person.

Gongsheng lowered his head and felt his sister's 'horn' against his abdomen, as if he was very happy to return to the former territory, and kept rubbing against it.

Same as when I was very, very small, very small.

"My sister didn't know that my brother would bear so much. If it wasn't for Yuanzi's help in the investigation, I'm afraid I never knew that the so-called living expenses were paid by the public."

It is difficult to make money, and Xiaolan, who is in charge of the family early, knows this very well.

When buying ingredients and daily necessities, you can see those workers who are sweating all over their bodies but still go to work with smiles on their faces.

Obviously too tired to move, I still went to work.

And the wages of these people are only hundreds of thousands of neon coins a month, and sometimes even less than Mao Lilan's living expenses.

"No, my mother's [-] is included in the monthly living expenses of high school. Remember to take the time to ask your mother to express her gratitude."

The tone is very stiff, and the public student wants to say a lot.

Whether it's cursing, yelling, or slapping the girl a few times when she's uncomfortable, she should respond silently.

However, Gongsheng knew that he did not have this right.

I am her younger brother, and I will never scold or beat her in my life, let alone bully her.

"sorry......"

150,000 per month for three years of elementary school, [-] per month for three years of junior high school, and [-] per month for high school.