After Going on a Blind Date with My Brother

"Sister, I've been thinking too much, don't you get angry, okay?" The little girl came out through the phone with a slightly drunk voice, with a faint electric sound that clearly fell to her ear.

Wen Yimu stood alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, the lights were dim, and there was a soft dark night outside the window. The night wind brushed up her long hair, and the birds chirped in the small garden downstairs.

And Lin Wan's voice was so soft, shameless, and unexpected, it got into her heart.

Wen Yimu said uncertainly: "Are you... coaxing me? "

Lin Wan admitted generously: "Yes."

Wen Yimu was puzzled: "Why are you coaxing me?"

The little girl who was aggrieved just now is now grinning, looking strong and brave, and said coquettishly, "Oh, what reason do you need to coax you!"

"Sister is unhappy, of course she has to coax her." Lin Wan said confidently.

Wen Yimu reminded her, "but you were mad at me just now."

Lin Wan: "..." There are such women in the world who don't understand amorous feelings!

It's just that with no experience, it must be easy to be shy. Lin Wan imagined Wen Yimu's blushing face, her heart was a little itchy, and she couldn't help swallowing.

The anger in my heart was long gone.

"Sister, people want you to coax me too." Lin Wan said softly to Wen Yimu, she swears that she has never been so gentle and soft in the past ten years, like a well-behaved cat.

Only showing the softest belly in front of Wen Yimu, obediently being ruffled.

Wen Yimu felt Lin Wan's emotions, thought about it, and said tentatively, "But I can't coax people."

"Why don't you teach me?" Wen Yimu chuckled, if Lin Wan could see it, the expression on her face was very charming at the moment.

Although Lin Wan couldn't see her expression, just a simple sentence, like a small hook, gently stabbed Lin Wan's heart, causing Lin Wan to snort softly.

The unspeakable heartbeat, as if the heartstrings were gently plucked, can feel the thumping heartbeat.

"What's wrong?" Wen Yimu murmured a little strangely. Although it is short, vague, almost inaudible, it can be heard.

Too cute.

"It's nothing." Lin Wan pursed her lips, her voice becoming more delicate, "I just feel a little... a little..."

She suddenly remembered that she couldn't confess to Wen Yimu directly, and scratched her hair a little irritably.

"What's the matter?" Wen Yimu vaguely guessed what the person on the other side was thinking, and found that his heartbeat was actually a little faster.

"It's nothing." Lin Wan said with a smile, "I feel a little bit, sister, you are so cute."

I don't know why, hearing this sentence, Wen Yimu's exhaustion seemed to be taken away. Obviously after a busy day, this little child was still angry in the middle of the night, which made her feel a little irritable for a while.

But when Lin Wan complimented herself like this, Wen Yimu felt the comfort she had never felt before. This was a brand new experience, as comfortable as taking a hot bath.

No, the hot bath is only for the body, and such a simple sentence, even just Lin Wan's voice and smile, can relieve a lot of her mental fatigue.

Maybe it was because it was late at night, and the day had been tense enough. Now Wen Yimu didn't want to worry about so many messes, she just moved with her heart.

He put his hand in from behind and unbuttoned the restraint. Wen Yimu felt that his breathing was much easier, and he leaned lazily against the floor-to-ceiling window like a cat.

The night wind blew away the clouds, and the moonlight was bright. Wen Yimu took off her long skirt, and her long combed hair fell on her shoulders. Only a thin suspender was left on her body, which could not cover anything.

In the clear moonlight, the woman's figure was graceful, and her skin was so white that she was reflective. She lazily closed her eyes, leaning against the cool glass, and yawned.

I don't know why, but there is a little more coquettishness in the leisurely tone: "Where is it cute?"

Lin Wan didn't know what Wen Yimu looked like at the moment, otherwise she would never be able to do such a leisurely voice chat, she would definitely have to pounce.

I just felt that Wen Yimu's voice was obviously relaxed, a little more casual, and the distance was shortened a lot at once, but the important thing was that there was still a bit of coquettish feeling.

Even Wen Yimu felt that, but before she knew it, her voice had become much thinner, the kind that Lin Wan could hear as soon as she heard it.

My sister is acting like a spoiled child, she really can't stand it. This was the first thought that crossed Lin Wan's mind.

The second thought is that I really want to hear Wen Yimu talk to me like this every day, pamper her and treat her well.

Lin Wan licked the corners of his lips and suddenly felt a little thirsty. Inexplicably, the moistness of the corners of Wen Yimu's lips flashed back to his mind.

I want to kiss Fangze qwq

Lin Wan's heart was pounding, and her voice was a little anxious: "Sister is very cute, and the tone of voice she speaks to me now is very cute, really!"

"What tone?" Wen Yimu was a little curious, playing with a strand of hair in his hand, looking down at his slender and clean legs, and didn't feel any difference.

Lin Wan held back her laughter and whispered, "Sister is acting like a spoiled child."

His voice was full of indescribable joy, as if he had succeeded. Hearing that, Wen Yimu couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and couldn't help but said angrily: "I don't have it, it's you who think too much. "

"Well, I'll think about it." Lin Wan laughed a little badly, hearing Wen Yimu's half-asleep and lazy voice, she was so moved that she couldn't extricate herself.

The whole heart is itching, and I really want to do something to relieve it, such as kissing and kissing.

However, Lin Wan's sanity is still there, she just deliberately lowered her voice and blew into the microphone one by one with her voice: "Really?"

The sound of air flow lingered in his ears, but Wen Yimu couldn't control it, and his earlobes were a little hot.

She resisted stubbornly: "Really."

The voice still softened unconsciously, and it was bubbling with a faint sweetness like sparkling water.

Lin Wan didn't give up and continued to ask, with a little chuckle: "Really, sister, eh?"

Her final voice rose, numb to the core, unrestrained enthusiasm.

Like a tide, it hits the eardrums and the mind wave after wave, soft but not to be ignored.

Wen Yimu tilted her head back and struggled to the death like a drowning fish. The words she said were soft and boneless, and her whole body was boneless: "I'm not coquettish..."

She is twenty years old, how could she be coquettish with a seventeen-year-old child!

Impossible!

"Do you want me to coax you, sister?" Lin Wan licked the corner of her lips and asked her with a smile.

Wen Yimu did not hesitate: "Yes."