After Going on a Blind Date with My Brother

Instead, Lin Sui glanced at him mockingly, and slowly asked Gu Qiuqiu to pour him a cup of tea.

Even though Gu Qiuqiu's eyes were about to kill, he still fed the tea to his mouth after all - if you ignore her tea feeding action that would make people choked to death.

Lin Suiqiang took a big sip of tea, quickly took down the teacup, and coughed for a while. Despite this, he still looked like he was showing off his strength.

Every move seems to be showing off, I have a wife, you don't. That kind of cheap and arrogant appearance made Lin Wan want to beat him.

How could Lin Wan endure this? She looked at Wen Yimu pleadingly, no longer being euphemistic, but made a straightforward request: "Sister, feed me."

Wen Yimu hooked her lips and shook her head: "No."

Lin Wan: "???"

She looked at Wen Yimu pitifully, with a begging look on her small face, and said softly in a soft voice: "sister, feed me, are they still your little treasures?"

"I'm your tutor." Wen Yimu said lightly, with a calm look.

There is no affection at all, as if they are just eating together at the same table.

"Sister!" Lin Wan was a little anxious and aggrieved, and kicked the chair angrily.

Damn, how could Wen Yimu lose the chain at the critical moment!

She didn't believe that with Wen Yimu's scheming level, she would not see Lin Sui's provocation. Wen Yimu clearly did it on purpose!

At the dinner table, the girl held her pink cheeks, ignoring the cynicism of her brother on the opposite side, chewing chicken legs one after another, only feeling that the matsutake mushrooms were not so fragrant.

After a while, a delicate little thing suddenly appeared in front of him. After Lin Wan saw the shape clearly, he found that it was a small pink pudding with a spoonful of strawberry jam drizzled on it, sprinkled with broken nuts, exuding The unique aroma of desserts.

A small ball, contained in a small plastic shell, soft and tender, and looks very cute.

Lin Wan looked at Wen Yimu in surprise: "Sister, did you give this to me?"

"Bring you a gift." Wen Yimu said lightly, with a calm expression, but there was a sly smile in his eyes, "I made it myself, try it."

Even if it was an understatement, Lin Wan was very moved when he thought of Wen Yimu's cooking skills.

Wen Yimu must have spent a lot of thought to make such a beautiful pudding.

Sister took herself to heart, and Lin Wan raised a big smile with satisfaction, wishing she could kiss Wen Yimu on the spot.

In the end, he restrained his thoughts of wanting to kiss, picked up a small delicate spoon, and gently scooped a small spoon of pudding into his mouth.

It melts in the mouth, the taste is dense and smooth, the strawberry jam is mixed with nuts, and the lips and teeth are fragrant. Although it is not as good as that made by a dessert shop, it has a unique flavor and is full of love.

"It's delicious." Lin Wan licked the spoon carefully, and licked off the little pudding that was on it, for fear of wasting a little bit.

It's a pity that the pudding was only so small that she couldn't bear to eat it at all.

"I like to do it for you again." Wen Yimu said softly.

"Well, sister is the best!" Lin Wan happily ate the pudding, then fed a spoonful into Wen Yimu's mouth, watching the pudding slide down between Wen Yimu's lips, itchy.

She did not forget to look at Lin Sui provocatively, her eyes hinting: "Look, the person I like cooks for me, but you don't."

Lin Wan knew that it was absolutely impossible for Gu Qiuqiu to cook, not in this lifetime!

This round, she won!

After self-hypnosis, Lin Wan took a big mouthful of food, feeling that with the person he likes by his side, even the food tasted more delicious.

Before I knew it, I ate a large bowl of rice, but I still didn't know what to do. I wanted to eat another chicken leg, but was gently stopped by Wen Yimu's chopsticks in the air: "Children can't eat too much."

Lin Wan looked over pitifully: "But I want to eat, sister."

Wen Yimu said lightly: "It will be broken."

"I want to eat it, sister~" Lin Wan kept in mind a principle, no matter what, as long as you treat Wen Yimu and act like a spoiled child, it will be over.

After being coquettish for a while, Wen Yimu really relaxed: "Eat it, but only half of it."

"Okay." Lin Wan unwillingly picked a piece of meat and chewed it. In fact, she was quite full, and her stomach felt a little bloated, but for the sake of face, she still had to bite the bullet.

As she was eating, a stream of air suddenly appeared from the depths of her body, and she burped uncontrollably.

The voice was loud and loud, and Lin Sui immediately burst out laughing and was beaten by Gu Qiuqiu.

Although Gu Qiuqiu himself couldn't help smiling.

Lin Wan covered her mouth a little embarrassedly, trying to explain something, but one wave after another, another hiccup rushed up quickly, wishing to jump out of her heavenly cover.

Lin Wan knew that this was over, and it was completely on the line with Hiccup.

Especially when the two people on the opposite side were gloating on misfortune, her situation was even more irritating, she couldn't stop, and she didn't have a chance to reprimand them, she could only burp her stomach.

The girl's face turned red, and she was as flustered as a kitten, looking very cute.

Wen Yimu reached out and patted her on the back, took Lin Wan's hand, and said softly, "Don't be nervous, be good."

She turned Lin Wan's chair in a different direction, blocking the little girl's whole body so that the other side couldn't see it.

Then he followed Lin Wan's back all the time, and the other hand touched her eyebrows lightly.

Before Lin Wan could be moved, he watched helplessly as the light-white jade fingertips poked straight over, landed on his brows accurately, and rubbed them one after another.

It feels a little strange...but my sister's expression is so gentle...

At this moment, Wen Yimu restrained her expression, pursed her lips, and her face was full of care, as if she was dealing with treasures, for fear that it would be damaged with a little force.

Lin Wan nervously grabbed the corner of Wen Yimu's clothes, and she followed her back and coaxed softly, "It's okay, don't be nervous."

The voice is gentle to the extreme, like the wind blowing through the valley in spring, swaying and flowers blooming everywhere.

Lin Wan slowly relaxed, enjoying Wen Yimu's massage technique, and soon she found that she didn't burp.

Just a little bloated in my stomach.

Lin Wan's eyes turned into stars, and she sincerely praised Wen Yimu: "Sister is amazing!"

Saying that, regardless of whether it was in the public or not, the whole person rushed into Wen Yimu's arms like a kitten, and rubbed Wen Yimu's face sticky.

Wen Yimu patted her on the back a little funny, and glanced at the girl's ear exposed in front of her eyes, she bit it lightly without hesitation, and gently grinded the delicate earlobe with her teeth like punishment.

It wasn't until she bullied Lin Wan that her ears turned red, and then Wen Yimu gently spit out the wet earlobe, exhaled a breath of hot air in her ear, and said lightly, "Do you dare to be greedy?"

Lin Wan blushed and said in a low voice, "I don't dare any more."

Fortunately, it was covered by Wen Yimu's body, otherwise Lin Sui would be embarrassed to see the scene of kissing the earlobe.

Even on a larger scale, Lin Wan was blushing and his heart was beating, and his face was unconsciously hot.

She quietly hugged Wen Yimu tighter, with a small face on her back, sniffing the fragrance on her sister's body greedily, wishing to bury herself in it.

It's so comfortable, it's so beautiful that I don't want to let go. Just hugging is enough to make people feel heartbroken countless times.

It wasn't until Wen Yimu gently patted her that Lin Wan reluctantly let go of her.

Looking up, the table was full of scraps, and there were still shadows of Lin Sui and the others.

Lin Wan was surprised: "Where's my brother?"

Wen Yimu replied calmly, "I left long ago."

Lin Wan's face flushed red. After all, she was still a little girl. She always felt like a child in front of Lin Sui. She was a little embarrassed to be so close to her girlfriend.

"It's okay, he didn't laugh at you." Wen Yimu comforted her.

Lin Wan: "..." Lin Sui doesn't need to laugh at this dog at all, even if she takes one more look, she feels that she is laughing at her!

Extremely shy, Lin Wan buried her face in Wen Yimu's arms again, rubbed the soft and warm feeling, and then raised her head, pulling Wen Yimu's hand: "Let's go back to the room."

"Okay." Wen Yimu got up and went back to the room with Lin Wan.

As soon as he entered the room, Lin Wan realized that it was as if all his manuscript papers were on the table without any obstructions, and he had a complete view.

This means... Wen Yimu is very likely to have seen the manuscript on her desk when she came in!

What's more terrible is that all she draws are dancing Wen Yimu!

Lin Wan's heart was pounding, and he rushed to the desk to review his own drawing paper. Fortunately, he didn't draw a face, and it was reasonable to say that he was drawing casually.

Wen Yimu followed her to the desk, caught a glimpse of the figure on the drawing paper, and her heart skipped a beat.

Seeing the look of the little girl hurriedly collecting the sketches, she took a deep breath and asked calmly, "Who are you drawing?"

Lin Wan was in a hurry and wanted to keep the manuscript paper naturally. Hearing Wen Yimu's question, he raised his face and smiled at her. He pretended to be indifferent and replied, "I accidentally watched the live broadcast and saw it, and I just drew it."

Wen Yimu breathed a sigh of relief, but when she thought of the picture in the software that Bang Yi just drew today, she even wrote her own...

I don't know why, but my mood is a bit complicated.

Being able to tip so much money to a small anchor casually, although for Lin Wan it's just buying a few less clothes, but it's still a high consumption, and he draws pictures so seriously, he seems to like it very much.

I'm in my third year of high school, and I'm still chasing the anchor like this, which is really outrageous.

Wen Yimu decided to teach her a lesson, and said calmly: "It's okay to watch the live broadcast occasionally, but you must give a reward within your own financial scope, and don't delay your studies because of this."

Lin Wan nodded as if pecking at rice: "Don't worry, sister, I'm just looking at it casually, and there's nothing special about it."

Is it considered a casual look at the top of the local tycoon list? What's more, even the name is Wu Yumei Global Support Association.

Could it be that the current little girl is just as ruthless as the readers, saying that she likes it, but actually regards you as a pastime?

But if Lin Wan is serious about the little anchor, but lies to me, the problem seems to be even bigger.

When I have a girlfriend, I even give so much money to the little anchor, and I support it so earnestly...

Wen Yimu actually tasted a little bit, and his heart was sour and astringent, like taking a bite of a lemon.

Is it because you are usually too conservative and have no charm? As a lively and lively girl like Lin Wan, she really likes her older sister with an enchanting figure, right?

Wen Yimu was a little annoyed, sitting on the chair, staring at Lin Wan's back doing her homework seriously, her mood was extremely complicated.

I'm jealous of myself, what a **** plot this is.

She had to admit that Lin Wan, a little kid, really hooked her heart and made it easy for her to make a mess.

do not know what to do.

When he didn't know what to do, Wen Yimu usually put things aside temporarily.

She took a deep breath, clicked on the live broadcast software, and gave Lin Wan Aite a like below her picture. After thinking about it, she forwarded it and added a simple "Thank you for your support".

This painting is very attentive and beautiful, even if it is just ordinary manuscript paper and colored pencils, but it depicts her facial expressions and movements incisively and vividly.

Wen Yimu has also learned to paint. She can see the emotions in the paintings. If there are not enough emotions, there is no way to move people's hearts at a glance.

The little girl beside her is still writing hard, but behind her back, does she appreciate this little anchor so much?

Wen Yimu had a complicated taste while saving the pictures.

Very schizophrenic.

The author has something to say: this chapter is a bit long.

Wen Yimu: May there be no vests in heaven.