My Sister is Very Obsessive

Soon, Xia Xiaoman made two county milk-flavored ice creams, and at this time, An Xin, who had washed her face and tidy up, also came out of the bathroom.

So, I turned my head and thought An Xin waved her hand, and An Xin raised her hand blushing pretty and responded to me.

"have you eaten?"

"Eat, eat!"

This girl always looked shy, especially when she was talking to me, she blushed and stuttered at every turn, which made me embarrassed to look at her many times.

Well, I scratched my head speechlessly, then said goodbye to Xia Xiaoman, An Xin, Jiang Tao and Ye Luoqiu, and then took my sister to the top floor to eat something.

On the roof of the South Shopping Center, it is still as lively as before, but it is bustling, and there are still many shops here every semester that close, and then some other small shops open.

For example, today, when my sister and I were passing by the door of a store, we met a person who was opening a business.

He looked up at the store sign.

"Claypot rice?" My sister looked at me curiously again, "What is claypot rice?"

I took out my phone, searched up, and whispered to my sister,

"Claypot rice is called pot rice in mainland China, and pot rice in Japan. When the weather is cold, many people like to eat it. Claypot rice originated from Guangdong, where casserole is used as a vessel to cook rice, while Cantonese call casserole as clay pot. Therefore, it is called claypot rice, and claypot rice has a long history, as early as 2,000 years ago, it was recorded in books such as "Book of Rites"..."

"Should we try it?"

My sister looked up at me, a little uncertain.

But I saw the faint hope in her eyes, and I knew she really wanted to try it, so I led her in.

After looking at the menu for a while, my sister and I each ordered a piece of char siu claypot rice, and then we asked for a freshly squeezed lemon juice.

After a while, the food came up. Looking at the crystal clear rice grains in the casserole, the rice should be fragrant rice, with a few lettuce leaves on the surface, and then the steaming barbecue pork was spread on the leaves.

The color and aroma are already there, but the taste should not be bad. At least I can't help swallowing when I look at the top layer of barbecued pork.

After smacking her lips, she couldn't wait to hold the spoon and tore open the outer layer of fearless packaging, "I'll taste it first!"

Saying that, she scooped a small spoon of chopped char siu, put it next to her small mouth and blew it hard, and then sent it into the small mouth.

"Wow!" My sister nodded vaguely while chewing, "It's delicious, it's really delicious, brother, you should try it soon, it's really delicious!"

As she said that, she hurriedly scooped another spoonful, put it in the small mouth that was chewing, and blew two quick sips before delivering it to my mouth.

I opened my mouth with a smile and bit the spoon that my sister handed me.

Not to mention, the taste of this barbecued pork is really good, and it is estimated that the chef still has some real skills.

After that, my sister fell into a happy feast. Seeing that there was less and less barbecued pork in her bowl, but not much rice, I couldn't help scooping the barbecued pork from my bowl to her.

After my sister gave me a sweet smile, she readily accepted it.

It should be like this, shirk or something, but it's not outrageous.

After the meal, I left the restaurant with my contented sister.

"Where to?" My sister looked up at me and asked uncertainly.

"Go to the ice cream hut?" I asked her tentatively, "I don't know where to go, or we'll go wherever you say!"

"I said..." My sister tilted her head and thought, "I brought an ID card!" After saying that, she took out an ID card from the pocket of her jeans and held it in front of my eyes. Shaking.

"And then?" I looked at her uncertainly, "Do you want to go to an Internet cafe?"

Out of the Internet cafe, I really do not know where the ID card is required.

"Stupid!" My sister put her ID card into my pocket in a speechless manner, and then gently jumped to me,

"Brother, let me tell you a story!"

"Okay!" I held her little face with a smile, and squeezed her fleshy cheek gently, "My great writer."

"It's not!" My sister pouted softly, "At least not yet."

"Well, it will definitely be in the future!" I looked at her with encouragement.

The elder sister raised her head with a little smugness,

"There was a couple who went to the movies, and it was late at night when they came out, so the boy asked the girl, let me take you back, the girl thought about it and took out an ID card from her pocket with a blushing face and said , 'I brought my ID card', the boy smiled knowingly, and then took the girl to the Internet cafe."

After listening to my sister's story, I couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"So..." My sister looked at me, "Do you understand?"

I smiled and patted her head,

"I'll take you back!"

"I brought my ID card!" My sister took out her ID card from my pocket, held it up in front of me, and shook it gently with a smile.

As long as people with enough emotional intelligence can understand this story, I can only say that if there is a boy like the one in my sister's story, I can only say, calm down and focus on participating in things like falling in love. The note on his face cannot be erased.

Of course, just because you understand it doesn't mean you have to do it.

Soon, I took my sister back to the ice cream shack downstairs in the shopping center.

"Yeah, Shen Jun, you're finally here!"

As soon as I opened the door, a girl wearing a pink woolen skirt, white knee-length stockings, and a little devil's horn hair accessory on her head ran up.

The young and lively girl was carrying a small white bag, and I also saw a bulging small tow bar in the corner of the ice cream hut.

"Sister Mengmeng!" I greeted me with a smile like a girl.

"And me!" A slightly indifferent voice suddenly sounded behind me.

I turned my head and looked at the girl with a book in one hand and a slight smile on her face,

"Sister Qianqian, have you all arrived?"

"The president doesn't seem to be here yet!"

Sun Jueqian chuckled and looked at my sister who was standing beside me, then threw the book to me, and at the same time stepped forward and hugged her sister,

"I haven't seen you for more than nine days, you seem to be a little fat!"

"No way!" The elder sister responded angrily.

Sun Jueqian let go of her sister, then smiled and pointed to her chest,

"It's here!"

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