Sister, Shut Up!

Jiang Miao: "..."

Well, wasting his feelings in vain.

With such a high success rate, Jiang Miao immediately lost interest in the claw machine, and was dragged by her senior sister to sing in the ktv room.

The soundproofing of this room is very good, so it is not afraid of the people next to you to hear it.

The two came in with drinks and snacks, and after closing the door, Su Huai Porridge couldn't wait to order songs.

I played mahjong all day today, and neither of them came here to open their voices yet.

But Jiang Miao had no interest in singing, so he half-slumped on the sofa, listening to his senior sister sing "No Face", "Auditory Hallucinations", and "Grey Head", eating potato chips.

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When the climax was reached, Su Huai Porridge pulled Jiang Miao, put another microphone in his hand, and asked him to follow along, and Jiang Miao hummed along.

"Student, you are not paying attention." Su Huai porridge pressed one hand on the back of the sofa and looked down at him, "Aren't you awake?"

"Good singing, good singing!" Jiang Miao pretended to applaud, taking advantage of the opportunity to hug her senior into her arms.

As a result, Su Huai porridge turned around and hid, and sat beside Jiang Miao while singing while holding the microphone.

"The sky really wants to rain, I really want to live next door to you~"

Humming out the lyrics to the accompaniment, Su Huai Porridge sang, stretching a small foot wrapped in a white sock onto Jiang Miao's thigh.

After dawdling, she slid into his clothes along the hem and stuck to his stomach to scratch.

Jiang Miao put down the potato chips, hugged her senior's calf, and wanted to pounce on her.

But Su Huai Porridge didn't give him a chance, he raised his other foot, pressed it on his chest, and pushed him back to the sofa.

"Tossing and turning for you, why not give up the world for you~"

Being pressed against her stomach and chest by her senior's little feet, Jiang Miao only felt itchy, and her body also became hot.

Su Huai Congee was wearing wide-leg trousers, and the hem of the trousers slid down due to the elevation of her legs, revealing a section of her fair calf.Valley

At this time, Jiang Miao's angle was just right to look in along the trouser legs of the wide-leg pants, and the tender and delicate thigh skin was looming in between.

The lights in the ktv room were very dim, and the ambiguous lanterns spun along with the melody, falling on Su Huai Porridge's exquisite smiling face.

While the sweet singing was humming, the tear mole at the corner of the eye was looming in the dark room, and Su Huai Congee's face became sometimes innocent and sometimes charming.

After singing two or three more songs, Jiang Miao finished eating the potato chips and couldn't take it anymore, hugging her senior's two little feet and wanted to launch a counterattack.

But Su Huai Porridge had already retracted his feet with a laugh, threw the microphone on the sofa, and escaped.

Jiang Miao chased after him, Ye Guang strolled in through the window of the living room, and was disturbed by the two chasing and fighting.

"what!"

Caught by Jiang Miao at the pool table, Su Huai Porridge screamed out, then collapsed into the arms of his junior with a smile.

"I sing well, but you have to play tricks."

"Who is playing tricks?" Jiang Miao lifted her senior's leg, and took her little foot into the palm of her hand.

"Don't..." Su Huai porridge's body was very soft, and she didn't feel tired when one foot was lifted up, but her body still trembled when her junior held her little foot, "...that was self-defense."

"Who is legitimately defending and sticking his feet into other people's clothes?"

"I was not careful, it was an accident." Su Huai porridge said stiffly, and retracted his feet, not to be touched by him.

She was leaning against the pool table right now, her hand happened to touch the cue stick on the table, and she changed the subject, "Come and play billiards, shall we?"

"Sister, can you?"

"No, you can teach me."

"This can be."

Although Jiang Miao is also a billiard player, she is definitely better than Su Huai porridge.

But the point of teaching billiards is obviously not this.

"What are you doing?" Su Huai porridge saw him put the ten balls together, put the white ball on the tee point on the other side, and then walked behind him and hugged him, and immediately became vigilant.

"Of course the teaching sister is playing billiards."

Jiang Miao said seriously, took the senior sister's wrist holding the cue, put the cue straight on the pool table, and pointed it at the white ball's buttocks.

"I will do this." Su Huai porridge was hugged in the arms of her junior. Although there were no other people watching in the huge living room, she was still a little embarrassed, "It's just a serve, just hit it."

"Sister, you don't understand. It doesn't matter whether you serve or not. You have to learn the posture first." Jiang Miao said seriously, stroking her side with her left hand, slowly reaching Su Huai porridge's back, and gently downward Forcefully, "Come on, lean down."

"Is that so?" Su Huai porridge obediently bowed his upper body, and the beige close-fitting sweater slowly moved up with the movement, until a touch of fair skin was revealed.

Feeling a chill in his lower back, Su Huai porridge let go of his right hand holding the cue club, tugged at the hem of the sweater, and covered his slender waist again.

"Go down a little more." Jiang Miao pressed Su Huaipu's back, softly and gently taught, "The upper body should be at ninety degrees to the legs."

"Are you sure?" Su Huai Porridge's upper body had completely supported the tabletop of the pool table, and the number of balls on the table changed from 11 to 13.

"I always play billiards like this on TV." Jiang Miao slid his left hand from the senior's back all the way to the position of her lower back, pressed it again and said, "And they have to go down a little bit at the waist."

Following his instructions, Su Huai porridge lowered her waist a little more. Even wearing a thick sweater, she couldn't stop her beautiful curves from being highlighted.

"Why do I always feel that this posture is weird..." Su Huai porridge muttered, aiming the cue stick in his hand at the white ball again, "Can you shoot it?"

"Wait." Jiang Miao also bent over and pressed the senior sister's left hand, "Senior sister, you need to correct this posture."

"Is there a problem?" Su Huai porridge felt the junior's body lying on her back, and his whole body felt surrounded by his condescending aura. Suddenly, she blushed a little and twisted her body uneasily.

"You... don't move around." Jiang Miao subconsciously took half a step back, so that the senior sister didn't notice his embarrassment.

Leaning down again, the senior's long hair fell on the pool table, and Jiang Miao could easily smell the familiar fragrance of her hair.

With one hand, he held the senior sister's right hand holding the club, and with his left hand, he gently came to the senior sister's left hand, and taught her how to make gestures, so that the club could hit the white ball's buttocks smoothly, and let it follow Go in the desired direction.

It was almost two o'clock in the morning, and in the bedroom on the second floor, Sun Yumeng woke up in the middle of the night, rubbed her feet on the bed, and took out her phone to check the time.

Looking to the side, Song Huanhuan was sleeping next to her. Sun Yumeng gently lifted the quilt and went to the ground, quietly walked out of the bedroom, intending to go downstairs to the bathroom.

After walking out of the room, Sun Yumeng was startled for a moment, and found that the lights downstairs were still on.

The lights went up the stairs, and the more they went up, the dimmer they got. When Sun Yumeng came to the stairs, he vaguely heard the voices coming from downstairs.

"Ah! It's crooked, you aim a little bit."

"Oh! Wrong entry!"

"Don't go in again! I haven't even entered before!"

Accompanied by the sound of billiard balls colliding again and again, Sun Yumeng's blushing cheeks quickly cooled down.

Looking down through the gap in the railing at the top of the stairs, Sun Yumeng let out a sigh of relief after discovering that senior sister Su was playing billiards with Jiang Miao.

Thinking about it, even if senior sister Su is more open, she won't be in the living room with Jiang Miao...

This made Sun Yumeng feel relieved, and stepped on the steps of the stairs with one foot, ready to go downstairs to the toilet.

But before she put out her second foot, the situation in the living room downstairs suddenly changed.

"Sister, you can't do this, the posture has changed back."

"The posture you teach is very strange."

"Why is it so strange? I'm serious about billiards." Jiang Miao came up behind the senior sister sternly, and taught her the correct posture again.

Seeing the two people overlapping each other in front of the pool table, Sun Yumeng took a short breath and retracted her feet again.

What are they doing... Is this really teaching billiards?

Sun Yumeng covered her mouth to prevent herself from making a sound, and only hoped that Jiang Miao would finish teaching quickly so that she could go downstairs to the bathroom.

But this time, Jiang Miao didn't teach seriously. After leaning over the senior sister's back, his left hand slowly stuck to the back of the senior sister's left hand, stroking her smooth skin.

Finally, along the gap between the fingers, the senior sister's little hand was tightly interlaced and held in the palm of the hand.

His lips also followed the senior sister's neck, all the way to the cheek, and dropped a gentle kiss on the white and tender skin.

kissed!

Sun Yumeng's breathing stagnated, and she felt more nervous than the two below.

Seeing the senior sister's body gradually softening, relying on the pool table to stand firmly, and entangled with Jiang Miao with her sideways face, Sun Yumeng clamped her legs and took two steps back, not daring to look any further.

The night outside the window was getting darker, Sun Yumeng leaned against the wall, and slowly slid down to the ground, clutching her toes in the slippers tightly, the picture of the living room emerged in her mind.

There were thought-provoking murmurs and whispers beside her ears. Accompanied by the rubbing of clothes and the occasional sound of billiard balls accidentally touching, Sun Yumeng bit her lip and almost cried out.

How can there be such a bully? !

Single dogs have no human rights... woo woo...

157. The power of a swimsuit is invincible

October 12th, Sunday.

The morning sun shines through the windows of the living room, pouring warmth on the ground.

The messy billiard balls on the pool table, like a messy dining table, reflected how joyful the carnival was last night.

In the dim movie hall, Chen Haotang's biological clock made him open his eyes on time, and he woke up after five o'clock.

Ding Ning, who was supposed to be sleeping on the recliner next door, was still pulling at his collar and curled up in his arms, like a homeless stray cat.

The last time I hugged her to sleep like this was already in junior high school, right?

Chen Haotang's expression was a little dazed, and he recalled the scene of watching a ghost movie last night.

The girls next to her were obviously terrified, and they insisted on huddling together to search for horror movies.

Ding Ning was shy at first, and wanted to join the group of girls, but Pei Jue laughed and kicked her back.

As soon as the horror movie started, Ding Ning was so frightened by the shadow in the mirror at the beginning of the movie and the horrible background accompaniment that her face turned pale, and she grabbed Chen Haotang's arm in a panic.

Chen Haotang didn't have much feeling for this kind of film. Although the sudden appearance of the scary scenes in it could scare him, he wasn't particularly scared.

What really frightened him was the inexplicable and sudden screams of the girls next to him.

On the contrary, Ding Ning, who was beside him, bit his lip tightly even though he was scared to death, and leaned closer to him bit by bit.

Occasionally, a frightened sound came out from his nose, which was soft and not harsh to the ear, but it easily aroused Chen Haotang's desire to protect.