My Sister Can't Be Inri-ri

The girls bowed their heads, stepped on the sand with bare feet, squatted down, and each held a bunch of lit fireworks.They bloom brilliantly, as if competing with the bright moon, reflecting the girl's swimsuit and skin.Sparks flew, bounced on the sand, and finally annihilated, scattered.

Honoka reluctantly inserts the dying little thing into the bucket that Hanabi is carrying. The sound of "here", filled with the smell of gunpowder and water vapor, is the last mournful cry of the little fireworks.This customary recycling method not only appreciates the summer fireworks, but also protects the environment.

"One more!"

"Here." Huahuo laughed, "Fireworks are like smoking, one after another, you can't stop at all. Don't be addicted."

"Hanabi (fireworks)?" Chika tilted his head and raised his hand and said, "I want another biggest and most beautiful fireworks. It must be cool when lit!"

"No!" Huahuo shouted.

All the girls had fun, jokingly "insulting" him with presumptuous eyes, as if they were thinking about where to start the fire.Huahuo is really sad, just because of the same name, if you are not careful, your life will be in danger.

Eri was surprised and said: "Hala Hugh!"

"Sister, it's not worth saying 'great' to order your younger brother!" Huahuo said.

The proprietress was already prepared and took out some watermelons from the truck.Mr. Watermelon attracted a wave of hatred and was placed on the beach, trembling in front of Huayang, who was blindfolded and holding a bamboo knife.

"Left left!"

"Pass, a little to the right..."

"Okay, it's this momentum, hit it hard!"

Dozens of people opened their mouths to chatter and chatter, not knowing if what they said was true or not.Hua Yang's palms were sweating, he took a deep breath, and slashed down heavily.As a result, it was empty and only raised a fistful of sand.She quickly took off the blindfold.

It turned out that Nicole took the watermelon away at the critical moment, and she was very proud.

"Dangerous moves, children, please don't imitate." Huahuo complained, "TV programs should have subtitles like this. Nicole, you dance too much."

If she gets hit by accident, Nicole won't be hurt much, but it will be painful enough to roll all over the floor.

"Whispering, now the watermelon belongs to Nicole~"

"Nicole-chan!" Rin complained.

In the end, Mr. Watermelon could not escape the fate of being torn apart and was divided up by everyone.One person was holding a piece of watermelon, full of praise: "It's so sweet!"

"Watermelon is my favorite!"

The girls had enough to eat and drink, took a short nap, and began to feel restless.Or maybe the idol has an occupational disease, and someone suggested dancing together.

The bonfire is getting stronger and stronger, the fire is flickering, and occasionally it is accompanied by the sound of "crackling".A group of young girls who hit it off, sang and danced around the bonfire, smiling like flowers.They were two by two companions, and the moment they passed each other, they clapped their hands happily; they stood on tiptoes, jumped up and down, and their crystal clear little feet mischievously provoked the pocket "sandstorm".

What are the Ayase siblings doing at this moment?

Eri took the fireworks and went back to the hotel first.

"Sister, why did you sneak back?"

Eri realized that they were holding hands all the time, so she hurriedly let go and said, "Let's go to the hot spring while everyone is playing outside. It's just the two of us. I promised... I won't leave you alone again."

"Can you?" Huahuo's eyes were clear and pure.

Eri feels at ease because of this.Huahuo is at the age of ignorance and curiosity. If she cares about the difference between men and women, or has evil thoughts, she doesn't know what to do.As her elder sister, she knew that Huahuo was a scumbag on the surface, but she had never spent the night with a girl.

"Because it's family, it's okay." Eri patted her hot face, as if to convince herself.

Japan does have a family tradition of bathing.It's just that they are Japanese-Russian mixed, and they don't know much about it.Boys and girls who are in love at the beginning of their relationship candidly meet each other, no matter how you think about it, it is very bad.

Eri's Pink Neck

Huahuo was confused by Li Fanzhan, and when she came back to her senses, she was already standing in the dressing room with her sister.

Eri took off her shirt, raised her heroic single ponytail, and let it fall on the girl's bare back.She reached behind her back, trying to unbutton her bra, but failed because she was tired or nervous.

Huahuo really wanted to pretend he didn't see it, but he couldn't help it.When his hand touched Eri's delicate and smooth back, it was obvious that her body tightened suddenly.

"That's fine."

"Hmm..." Eri hugged the slipped bra, not wearing a piece of it.

Hanabi couldn't see the expression, only her sister's neck was dyed a shy pink.I don't know where it spread.I really want to take a bite.If it's an ordinary play, steal a kiss, my sister won't say anything.The current situation obviously cannot be fooled.Huahuo quickly turned around and took off her clothes.

Eri's resentful voice sounded: "Why are you so proficient? Take off... off girls..."

"Cough cough!"

In Huahuo's love romance, there is no lack of meeting girls who dare to love and hate.In a week, it is impossible to win home plate, but second base and third base are still possible.In this regard, Hanabi is no longer a young child.

"Brother, don't fail to learn. No, have you done it?" Eri couldn't even guess her expression at the moment.

Huahuo bit the bullet and said, "Sister, my virginity is still there. Ahaha, it's embarrassing for a Japanese man who is about to grow up to be a virgin."

(How could I feel ashamed of my brother?)

The upward curve of Eri's mouth was extremely gentle.

(You just cherish girls too much and don't want to delay their lives. Even so, you bear the infamy of scum.)

(I have always believed in it. My younger brother is a good boy who is as kind as God.)

"It doesn't matter, my sister is also..." Eri's mood was inexplicably light, and she quickly covered her mouth in the middle of speaking, "We have Russian blood, so we don't need to care about Japanese opinions."

When they met again, Eri had her blond hair coiled up and wrapped in a bath towel.The girl's cheeks were flushed, and she pulled the towel to cover up the shallow groove that had finally leaked out, much to Hanabi's disappointment.

Eri Mei stared, and said angrily, "What are you expecting?"