Conan: My Old Sister Maurilan

Empathy, this word may explain Mao Lilan's current mood, she began to panic in her heart, and dreamed of her brother's death countless times, as if she could predict the outcome of her future public life.

"Killed by my own hands."

Her words contain no falsehood, and Mao Lilan, as herself, can feel the truth in her words more clearly than others.

Will the younger brother die by his own hands?

The two looked at each other, and the sadness of the other party was transmitted to Mao Lilan through the pupils, as if waiting for a person for countless years. This kind of waiting lasted for ten years, which made Mao Lilan fearful.

Try to control your body and push forward.

Trying to rush up and ask the other party why 'I would kill Gongsheng'.

……

"Woooo~~"

When strong emotions generate strong will, the brain will be reactivated and quickly regain control of the body.

He stretched out his hand hard, trying to grab him.

But when he opened his eyes again, he found that the 'Mao Lilan' he had seen just now was no longer visible, and only Gongsheng's cheek appeared in sight.

'Is that just now a dream? '

Mao Lilan's heart is full of doubts, the turbulent mood gradually calms down, the memory in the dream becomes blurred in the process of thinking about it, the future and the past are hard to recall.

Only male students are in his eyes.

The soft, glutinous and smooth feel on the back of the head is obviously not the touch of sofa leather, and it may be the same as when I was a child, pillowing on my brother's lap.

"Have you had a nightmare, sister?"

It was found that Mao Lilan opened his eyes, his eyes were full of panic, and he tried to reach out to grab something, but found that everything was no longer a dream, and his emotions fell into a deeper loss.

Gongsheng didn't know what Mao Lilan dreamed about.

However, looking at the dark blue pupils, there was an expression of concern for himself, full of anxiety and fear, but he still wanted to get closer to him despite being afraid.

Slowly lower your head.

The foreheads touched lightly, and they were pressed against the forehead of my sister. It seemed that the thoughts of the two of them merged into one at that moment.

"Brother, if my sister will harm you in the future, will you leave my sister?"

Dreams are too real.

This is not the first time he had a dream about his younger brother's death. After asking his heart, Mao Lilan could no longer pretend to the past, and was extremely worried about the public life in front of him.

Longing for him to hug her.

If it was really the younger brother who killed him, why did he hope that his younger brother would not leave him at this moment.

Incomparably greedy.

Mao Lilan was so self-deprecating, tears shed from the corners of her eyes, enjoying being wrapped in the boy's body temperature, telling her heart that her brother did not leave her.

"No, if there is such a day, I would be happy to be killed for my sister."

Hug Mollyland tightly.

The two played ignorant and boring games, rubbing each other's noses, desperately inhaling each other's scent into their own bodies.

The hot air was on the lips, just a hair's breadth away.

"Don't say that, you have done a lot for your sister."

Try to prop up your body instead of being hugged by the other person.

Mao Lilan wanted to hug Gongsheng, so she got up, sat in Gongsheng's arms, and hugged him with her own hands.

Fear that all this is unreal now.

The intrusion of the familiar orchid fragrance is like a younger brother entering into oneself a little bit, whether it is life, or every day, every hour, every minute, every second.

Suddenly hot air blew into his ears, Mao Lilan looked sideways at the male student who was holding her tightly, and realized that the other party was about to speak.

"Sister, I'm sorry, I'm late."

Knowing that my sister will forgive me, but I still need to apologize. This is the first time the public is late for a date. The girl in my arms prepares a sumptuous lunch for me, waiting for me to fall asleep.

"Well, there are other smells on my body, like being splashed with soup. I once hugged a lady. The smell on her body is contaminating my brother. Is there Aunt Xizi?"

Too mixed, Mao Lilan doesn't like his younger brother smelling like someone else.

Breaking free from his embrace, he found that his sitting posture was really indecent, his whole body was in his brother's arms, if he was outside, he would be regarded as a particularly intimate couple.

You can try it next time and keep this state with your brother outside.

"The meal I prepared for Kudo-senpai went there with Aunt Yukiko, but Kudo-senpai had just finished the interrogation, and he also misunderstood my relationship with Aunt Yukiko, and threw the vegetable soup on Aunt Yukiko in a rage."

The public student explained.

Suddenly, there was a stabbing pain, and there was a twisting pain from the waist. My sister's fingers clamped the small piece of flesh, which was the strength of a karate master.

"So you held Aunt Yuxiko in your arms, wiped off the spilled grease and rice grains for her intimately, and then sent her back to apply the burn medicine with your hands, right?"

He really knows his brother very well.