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"Tut tsk tsk...hey...tsk tsk...wake up..."

Lin Xiaoxian made tongue-twisting noises to amuse cats and dogs, while trying to wake up No. 8, he was also wary of Lin Xiaoshu waking up beside him.

"Chirp!"

"!?"

No. 8 did wake up, but he woke up with a sneeze, causing cold sweat to break out from Lin Xiaoxian's forehead instantly, wishing he could directly raise his hand to plug Lin Xiaoshu's ears.

"Hey...why are you like this again...you're here?"

Lin Xiaoxian looked down at No. 8, and No. 8 also raised his head, with his chin and side face on his chest, looking at Lin Xiaoxian:

"Lin Xiaoxian."

"Ok?"

When she called his name, Lin Xiaoxian felt that it was to show her Chinese proficiency.

Indeed, it was much better than last time in the hospital, and I could no longer hear the accent.

"Where's your beard?"

"beard?"

Lin Xiaoxian touched his chin, of course it was shaved, but No. 8 seemed a little disappointed by it.

"Your beard is fine."

I don't know if it's because of my fluency in Chinese, today's No. 8 is not as taciturn as Lin Xiaoxian used to be.

And Lin Xiaoxian did remember that when he was in the hospital last time, No. 8 was pulling his beard and weeping in front of him for the first time.

……

They also lost their parents when they were young. Compared with the children in the war environment, Lin Xiaoxian felt that the two brothers and sisters were relatively lucky.

……

"So, number 8."

Lin Xiaoxian's heart softened, and he raised his hand to caress No. 8's hair:

"Next time, don't attack me at night again. No matter what the reason is, if you want to come to me, let Xia Luoqiu tell me a week in advance. I will grow my beard to see you, won't it be fine?"

"..."

No. 8 did not speak. After a moment of silence, he looked at Lin Xiaoshu on the left.

Lin Xiaoxian was startled:

"So you sneaked around again this time because of...Little Book?"

"..."

No. 8 didn't speak, but the two little hands that were casually placed on Lin Xiaoxian's body lifted up and pressed on his chest.

It turned out to be the case.

It seems that No. 8 should also know Xiaoshu's attitude towards her, so he repeated the old trick and chose the classic night attack plan.

Huh?But isn't it?

If he chose to attack at night to avoid Lin Xiaoshu, wouldn't the risk of how No. 8 appear would be greater when Lin Xiaoshu was sleeping next to him?

"Why don't you get up first, let's talk in the living room, so as not to wake up Xiaoshu?"

Lin Xiaoxian suggested in a low voice, but No. 8 didn't think so, put one hand on Lin Xiaoxian's chest to prop up his body, and stretched out his finger with the other hand, and poked Lin Xiaoshu's face...

:

556 master

This poke made Lin Xiaoxian's scalp tingle for a moment, and the follow-up script was directly formed in his mind:

Lin Xiaoshu woke up.

Lin Xiaoshu opened his eyes.

Lin Xiaoshu saw his brother.

Lin Xiaoshu saw the white number 8 on his brother.

Lin Xiaoshu exploded on the spot.

……

Lin Xiaoxian seemed to have seen the gloomy expression on Lin Xiaoshu's face in the next few days, even the whole summer vacation, as if he was in prison at home...

However, this is not the case.

Biu~

No. 8's finger poked Lin Xiaoshu's face, sank softly, rebounded, and then Lin Xiaoshu didn't respond at all.

Biu~

After poking it again, Lin Xiaoshu remained motionless.

biu~biu~biu~

No. 8 poked three times in a row, and the last one was still on Lin Xiaoshu's belly button, each time it seemed that the force was not light.

But Lin Xiaoshu had no intention of waking up except for raising his arm and scratching it.

slap~

Finally, No. 8 raised her small slap and slapped Xiaoshu's buttocks.

Lin Xiaoshu was still asleep.

Seeing that No. 8 was about to peel off her strawberry panties and strike again, Lin Xiaoxian finally came to his senses and grabbed No. 8's wrist with a dignified expression:

"What happened to your little book?"

No. 8 looked at him, his blue eyes were out of focus for a few seconds, and then he pointed to a small bottle of essential oil on the bedside table, which contained rose-red liquid.

"Smell it, I slept very deeply."

No. 8 spoke concisely, Lin Xiaoxian still had a sullen face, and the hand holding No. 8's wrist unconsciously tightened again:

"Is this thing harmful to the body?"

No. 8 let out a muffled snort from the tip of his nose, then shook his head vigorously, very vigorously.

She grabbed the small bottle and put it in Lin Xiaoxian's hands, at the same time she closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling and she put her nose in front of Lin Xiaoxian, her delicate nose fluttering slightly.

Lin Xiaoxian was taken aback.

This means, if Lin Xiaoxian doesn't believe it, then he should be optimistic about her.

"I see...she's my sister, it's only human, sorry."

Lin Xiaoxian put the small bottle back, and then slowly released a few fingers from her wrist, and belatedly realized that she had left a few light red marks on it.

isn't it...

I just tried so hard?

"Do you hurt?"

No. 8 hid that hand behind his back, didn't respond, just looked into Lin Xiaoxian's eyes:

"…sorry…"

"..."

Lin Xiaoxian didn't know what to say, but seeing that she didn't say a word about the wrist matter, only apologizing timidly, the impatient dissatisfaction disappeared immediately:

"You get dressed first."

"..."

Number 8 lowered his head slightly and did not move.

Lin Xiaoxian felt that she seemed a little depressed, even a little sad.

Ugh.

this kid...

Lin Xiaoxian couldn't bear to see the appearance of No. 8, so he gently hugged her, and rubbed his chin against her little head:

"The world is big, and there are still many places you need to adapt to. Take your time..."

The generous palms patted the thin back lightly, No. 8 felt itchy and warm, squinted his eyes unconsciously and arched in Lin Xiaoxian's arms, then hugged him.

Lin Xiaoxian felt the soft embrace around her waist, but there was a thin layer of goosebumps on the smooth palms of her own, obviously blown by the air conditioner, so she urged her again:

"Okay, okay, let's talk about getting dressed, don't catch a cold."

However, No. 8 was extraordinarily stubborn this time, and remained indifferent, hugging him and not letting go.Lin Xiaoxian had no choice but to forcefully push her away.

After the lithe body moved, Lin Xiaoxian discovered from a silky touch that it turned out that 8 was not completely naked this time.

Although there are two small band-aids on the upper body, at least a pair of white velvet pantyhose is worn on the lower body, which is as hazy as snow and clean.

Does it go with the maid outfit...

Lin Xiaoxian turned his head and looked at the stack of maid outfits next to his pillow, thinking that the Erhuo family is indeed a big family, and their business is quite formal.

But after all, this guy is not the first night attack.

So when Lin Xiaoxian lowered his head and stared at the small bag with two band-aids on it, apart from feeling cute, he was no longer as shocked as he was when he first saw it.

Biu~

Like how No. 8 just poked his sister, he also stretched out a finger and poked.

It's a bit like the wrist rest on some mouse pads, the kind of memory foam.

Biu~

Come on again.

"~"

No. 8 gave a very soft "hmm", then turned his body slightly, and looked quietly to the side...

Huh?

Lin Xiaoxian suddenly felt amused, obviously this guy has no heart to sneak into other people's bed every time, but now he knows how to be shy.

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"So on the 8th, why did you come to me tonight?"

Lin Xiaoxian poked for a while, and stopped teasing her when she got tired of poking, and asked seriously:

"Don't tell me that you're going to engage in your so-called repayment again."

No. 8 blinked his eyes when he heard the words, and neither said yes nor no, and pointed to the side of the two of them:

"Lin Xiaoshu..."

"Do not."

Lin Xiaoxian corrected:

"I think it's better for you to call her sister Xiaoshu, including if you meet her face-to-face in the future, you will call her sister, so that she can feel your politeness, which is good for everyone."

little sister...

Number 8 thought of Wang Xiaomeng whom she met during the day, that's how she called her.

OK, No. 8 accepts, pointing at Lin Xiaoshu again:

"Sister Shu, fell asleep."

As she spoke, she dug out something from the clothes next to her pillow and handed it to Lin Xiaoxian, who suddenly felt dizzy.

Sure enough, another ID card.

Black characters on a white background, the number 8 is 18... Oh no, it's one year older, and it's 19 years old.

"Sister Xiaoshu fell asleep, so..."