My Sister is Very Obsessive

"I'm sorry, Shen... sir!"

Luo Lianlian, who was pulled by Luo Yiyi, seemed much more lovely.

She knew that her sister was a little vexatious today, so she didn't forget to apologize to me when she left.

However, what made me a little uncomfortable was how she addressed me. We were both freshmen, but I don't know why she suddenly called me 'Mr.'.

As the saying goes, stretch out your hand and don't hit the laughing face. Moreover, although I can't say how much I like the "sister" of the twins, I can't say I have any bad feelings, mainly because her sister is too annoying.

When he was about to step out of the room, Luo Yiyi suddenly stopped, turned around, and barked his teeth at me threateningly,

"Remember, if you dare to let me dove, hum, you go back and ask that Liu or something, and he will tell you how cruel my methods are."

After that, the guy pulled his sister and slammed the door open with a bang.

After the twin sisters left, the air in the whole box seemed a little quiet.

I grinned, forced a smile, reached out and patted my sister's tender arm that was exposed after rolling up her sleeves,

"Sister, let's sit down!"

Saying that, I looked at the waitress who was standing awkwardly beside me, nodded to her with a slight smile, and then pointed to the double set menu on the menu,

"This two-person package, apart from what you said before, is there anything else? You can tell my sister in detail."

"Oh!"

The waitress came back to her senses, stepped forward quickly, took the menu and prepared to continue to tell her sister.

The elder sister held her arms and hummed softly,

"I don't want to eat, I'm full of gas."

After she finished speaking, she pushed away the chair behind her and ran to the window, puffing up her face and getting angry.

The waitress looked at me embarrassedly, I shook my head gently,

"It's okay, it's okay, tell me, it's all the same."

"OK then!"

The waitress gave me a wry smile, and then introduced the two-person package to me from start to finish.

After listening, I touched my chin,

"The steak needs black pepper, can it be fully cooked?"

The waitress took the billing machine and replied to me while recording,

"A well-done steak will be tough, and it's recommended to be at least medium rare."

"Okay, it's half cooked. By the way, can you replace the red wine with other drinks?"

"Can……"

"Red wine is not allowed, I want to drink it."

Before the waiter's sister could say the word "Yi", she was interrupted by an angry sister standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with her arms folded.

"Okay, the wine is reserved, but can the vegetable salad be replaced with a fruit salad?"

"Can!"

...

After that, after I adjusted the combo of the changeable packages, the waitress left the box with a smile.

Seeing that the private room door was gently closed, I got up and walked to my sister's side.

"Well--"

I raised my arm lazily, stretched my waist, and then gently touched my sister's arm with my elbow,

"What's wrong, you're still angry!"

The sister lowered her head and did not speak.

I looked at her profile, the blushing little mouth was gently tilted, the cheeks were rosy, the tip of the nose was round, and the bridge of the nose was high.

The long eyelashes were slightly curved upwards, and as she blinked her eyes gently, they fluttered and looked extra cute.

I took a deep breath, put my hands in my trouser pockets, and looked out the window,

The shadows of my sister and I are reflected on the glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows, so the night view of the city outside the window is particularly clear in the outline of our shadows.

The high-rise buildings rise from the ground, and the neatly arranged, horizontal and vertical urban roads cut and shuttle between the high-rise buildings like strips of light.

Flashing neon lights and colorful billboards render the bustling night scene of this international metropolis.

I have heard people say before that behind every ray of light, there is a story, which I have always found very charming.

Life cannot be duplicated. Seven billion people have seven billion ways of living. It doesn't matter whether it is good or bad.

I like the way I live now. It would be even better if there was no Yaonu Chen and the twin girls.

"Why are you being so nice to those twin sisters?"

I was looking at the night scene with my hands in my hands, when my sister beside me suddenly asked.

"What?"

I turned my head to look at my sister with a bewildered face, not knowing what she meant.

The elder sister turned her head and folded her arms around the bottom of the crispy milk. The smooth and tender lotus arms supported her already tall and straight **** even more magnificently.

"I said—" she pouted, "why are you being so nice to them!"

When I heard this, I immediately pointed at the door, then pointed at myself, and then realized that I seemed to be speechless.

So, I had to force a smile and ask my sister,

"Am I being nice to them?"

My sister looked straight at me and nodded seriously.

I……

OK, OK, I really don't know what to say now.

"Okay, since you said that I am good to them, then let me ask you, where am I good to them?"

"I……"

My sister stretched her neck and opened her small mouth to me, but the words came to her mouth, but there was no more words, so she retracted her neck again, lowered her head, pulled the corner of her clothes, and pursed her lips.

I sighed slightly, turned around and walked behind my sister, stretched out my arms, and wrapped my arms around her waist gently.

My elder sister twisted her body slightly, struggled symbolically, then leaned her back on my chest, and a pair of small hands also tightly grasped the palm of my hand that was covering her belly.

"younger brother!"

I was feeling the softness and warmth of my sister's lower abdomen when she suddenly shouted.

"Well, here it is!"

My chin rested lightly on my sister's forehead.

"The lights are too bright."

"Then I'm going to turn off the lights!"

As I said that, I was about to loosen my arms around my sister's waist and turn off the lights in the box, but my sister grabbed my palm even harder,

"Forget it, wait for the waiter sister to come and serve."

"My sister is really considerate."

Saying that, I couldn't help shaking my body gently, and my right leg couldn't help but move forward a little bit, hoping to be a little tighter with my sister's jade leg wrapped in stockings.

Seemingly feeling my strangeness, my sister turned her head, her big eyes filled with dense water vapor.

She looked at me with her mouth slightly open, her face full of shyness, and she whispered to me in a low voice,

"Brother, your big tent has hit me again."

I pulled out a hand in embarrassment, made a booing gesture to my sister, and then turned my head to point to the camera in the corner of the door.

"Oh!"

My sister hurriedly raised her hand, covered her pink mouth, and then stood on tiptoe. Because of her height and standing, she could only whisper to my neck to exhale,

"Brother, I want to kiss."

The author loves a three-legged cat: The author spent a lot of time today to scrutinize both the outline and the fine outline, and will resume the fourth shift tomorrow. Thank you for your support for "Brother Control"! Thank you!