My Name is Kosaka Kyosuke but I Don't Want to Be Pushed Down by My Sister

As soon as the surroundings quieted down, he heard Takasaka Kirino's very wicked laughter coming from the next door.

This made him want to complain in front of Kosaka Kirino.

——Is it that exciting for you that your brother is playing hooligans on your sister? !

What a shame--

Ok.

It's because I feel like I want to complain about something...

Shameful Shi Geng.

The main reason is that the random thoughts evoked the residual memory of my sister's body in my body.

I really am a bad person.

Such a wry smile.

Tired, sleepy, asleep——

In the middle of the night, he once again experienced the long-lost ride. He had squandered too much before, but now, although he was pressed down by the elastic, youthful, and energetic buttocks, he didn’t respond. He just felt short of breath, which was more uncomfortable than enjoyable , and the children and grandchildren papers that were discarded when the problem was solved before were still thrown in the wastebasket.

Now facing the parties involved, it is inevitable that I feel a little embarrassed and flustered.

Sensing that a palm phoenix was about to attack, she immediately woke up without any sleepiness, and said in a flustered look: "—Nvxia, if you have something to say, don't move your mouth."

"Stupid, keep your voice down, do you want to be discovered by your parents!?"

Compared to preaching to me, don't you feel that your voice is a little higher than when I spoke because of panic? !

Sure enough, it's still boiled over Jiao.

Since I did some bad things just now, I won't correct you on this issue.

"Uh, let's talk in your room?"

Oops.

Why did he get a little excited when he said he was going to his sister's room?

To make matters worse, he seems to be exposed?

Kosaka Kirino seemed to have noticed it, but he didn't seem to notice it, "I have something to tell you, your room's sound insulation is too poor, and my room's sound insulation is better."

Found it, definitely found it.

otherwise……

Why bother to explain these things, what I said a long time ago.

And in the same room, the biggest difference is only the decoration, and the relationship between the distance from the stairs, how do you deduce that the sound insulation effect of your room is better than that of mine, isn't it!Have you done similar experiments?Specifically researched whether talking in my room will be noticed by my parents?

Then the problem is coming-

What are you doing researching?Could it be that it has been planned for a long time.

Thinking hard.

Chapter 237 The Sister Who Takes the Role of Brother

After dispelling the evil thoughts in his mind, Kyosuke Kosaka, who had read the original work, realized that he was thinking too much.

My sister is not so scheming.

Kosaka Kirino, who didn't realize what Kyosuke Kosaka was thinking, and didn't notice anything in the wastebasket, got up and walked towards his room, and Kyosuke Kosaka followed closely behind. Like a thief, I walked on tiptoe, for fear of making too much noise to wake up my sleeping parents.

My sister invited her brother into her room late at night. Although nothing indescribable will happen, it's better not to let parents know about this kind of thing.

He didn't want to break a leg once.

Once again, I came to the room where even the air was filled with the smell of my sister. I still couldn’t help but look at this room that hasn’t changed much, just like Kosaka Kirino’s weight, trying to find something, specifically what I want. When he discovered something, he actually didn't have a concept in his mind, or it might just be pure curiosity.

"Wherever you sit."

Still using the familiar tone, if he closed his eyes and didn't distinguish the difference between the voices, Kosaka Kyosuke really thought he was facing Daisuke Takaban.

One is really enough.

Do I really have the face of a criminal? !

Although he has experienced it several times, he still couldn't help complaining in his heart. He didn't think he had the face of a criminal. This was definitely a problem with Daisuke Kosaka's education method, and he made a weak voice of protest, "What's the matter?" Come on, I still have a lot of work to do tomorrow... Where's the cushion? You don't really want me to sit on the floor, do you?"

Kosaka Kirino still had the disgusted expression on his face, the expression that something was going to be dirty again, and threw a familiar cushion to Kosaka Kyousuke.

Every time that one came over, he would separate his butt from the floor to give him enough warmth and the dignity of being a human being rather than a slave.

Really significant cushion.

Besides, if I haven't slept in your bed, covered the quilt, and touched your body, and you have been wearing the necklace I gave you recently, if you really think that the things I touched will be Get dirty, most of the things in your room and you have been dirty by me——

Kosaka Kyosuke took the cushion and thought wildly in his heart, complaining about Kosaka Kirino's weird persistence.

But I understand why she has such a weird persistence.

As ambivalent as he is.

I knew it was wrong, but I couldn't suppress myself. I used to think that I was not the real Kosaka Kyousuke, and things would not necessarily follow the original plot. The intersection is different from the original work, and so is the idea now...