Conan: My Old Sister Maurilan

"..."

Want to speak but don't know how to speak.

Xiaolan stared at the boy's side face, it was this criminal face that attracted a group of girls, and even made herself so worried about being abducted today.

But when he spoke, he was full of maturity, thinking differently from his age, thinking about things that others had never considered, and making preparations in advance.

He is the one who prepares gifts before the game, and he is the one who believes in his victory.

He was also the one preparing for the party after the game, and he was also the one who was afraid of getting hurt.

In fact, Mao Lilan seems to be arguing with the other party now, telling the other party with her own reasons, and this will never happen. All the seniors take good care of her and care about her.

No one will bully her.

If there is, fight back with karate.

Naive all the time...

If it was the old self, he would still blame his younger brother for making such an ugly calculation of people's hearts. If he didn't believe in truth, goodness and beauty, no one would treat him kindly.

"Hey brother, thank you."

Mao Lilan clearly felt that her best friend had changed in the recent time, subtly.

I can't tell, the way is unclear, but it is very clear.

But looking back at this moment, it seems that the maturity of the garden is the beginning of contact with the public.

And now, Mao Lilan also feels that his younger brother's mature thinking mode has begun to change his worldview, and the original touch of Gongsheng has become an understanding.

In other words, Mao Lilan has changed from simply being moved to understanding and transparency at the moment.

"I accepted it shamelessly."

Taking off the watch, it showed that it was ten o'clock in the evening. The male student supported the bed with his hands, lay down in the warm quilt, and smelled the strong fragrance of orchids.

Eyes staring at unfamiliar ceilings...

Suddenly a pair of arms came out from under the quilt, wrapping around Gongsheng's shoulders.

When he turned over again, a weight suddenly fell on his body.

Face to face, looking at my sister's face, the other's scattered long bangs fell on the cheeks, and the contact with the face smelled the fragrance of shampoo.

Showing his exclusive sweet smile, and then leaning down...

"Didn't you say yes, today is the last time?"

Raising his head slightly, Gongsheng looked at the position buried in his chest, with his small face lying on top of it, leaving only the back of his head in sight, his arms slipped from his shoulders, and he hugged him tightly from the middle of his waist.

As if to test the softness, Mao Lilan also used some strength to hug her tightly with such strength that her waist would be pinched in an instant.

"It didn't pass today."

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, while leaning against a warm and safe position, he listened carefully to his heartbeat.

Mao Lilan was simply a little upset.

The more I understand my younger brother, the more I understand how much my younger brother has paid. The emotion of being touched is also a kind of private emotion in essence, and it will also lead to another private emotion.

Possessive.

Why should the younger brother who treats me well be distributed to others.

"Actually, my brother doesn't want to pass today, does he?"

Hearing his sister's rhetorical question, Gongsheng chose to close his eyes, raised his hand to find the position of the bedside lamp, and turned it off.

As for the other hand, it passed through the black hair and rested on Xiaolan's back.

"Just tonight, the last time, after that you can't treat me like a cuddle bear, I've grown up!"

This is my brother's last stubbornness!

......

The next morning, the biological clock automatically wakes up at six o'clock.

Gongsheng looked at Xiaolan who was still hugging her tightly in his arms, the brows on her forehead were flat, and the corners of her mouth curled up into a crescent moon with facial nerves, revealing two lovely dimples.

The hand on the back gently pushed her, trying to tell her that the night had passed.

"Sister, it's agreed for the last time, let go."

The hug was too tight, and the air conditioner was turned on last night, which made my body a little sweaty, and the clothes stuck to the skin, making people feel uncomfortable.

The sweating heat points generated by the heat are tightly fixed.

Mao Lilan opened his sleepy eyes, and at first sight saw a boy whose appearance was completely similar to her own.

hold tight again...

"It doesn't count until you get up, the last time, really the last time."

My little brother is Hugging Bear.

Xiaolan recognized this reality, and then unconsciously rubbed Gongsheng with marshmallows.