After going on a blind date with my brother

Lin Wan stared at the beautiful back of the anchor for a while, suspecting that he had read it wrong, and clicked on the comment section to see that someone with a quick hand had already posted a screenshot.

"It's a good thing I was recording the screen, and I captured the beautiful moment!" The accompanying picture showed a blurry face, flashing like a mosaic.

She didn't catch any charming eyes or seductive red lips, only a blurred half of her face.

Someone at the bottom couldn't help it: "What the hell did you cut, and my goddess cut it like this for you?"

"No, no, so a fairy made it look like a ghost picture for you?"

The person who took the screenshot was aggrieved: "Brothers, I don't know if the shot lasted for a second. I slowed down the cut at three times the speed, and this is the only way to go."

"Don't look at the pictures downstairs, real people are as good-looking as celebrities, so delete this picture."

"Really, even if it's just a glimpse, I'll break the defense immediately. My sister will marry me!"

Those who hadn't seen it became even more itchy. They kept asking what they looked like and how good-looking they were, and the people below described them enthusiastically.

Lin Wan stared at the screenshot of the mosaic for a while, but finally failed to identify people. It is still a bit difficult to identify people with this mosaic.

But based on what she just saw, she can be almost 100% sure that this is Wen Yimu.

Wu Yumei...Wen Yimu, even the initials are the same.

No wonder when I first clicked on the live broadcast room, I was able to easily attract attention.

Is my sister so good?It's amazing to be able to attract so many fans just relying on dance skills.

Lin Wan licked her lips, and suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling, a kind of heartfelt joy and pride, but also a little sourness.

It's as if my treasure has been seen by the whole world, and I want to hide her selfishly so that no one else will find her, as long as I love her.

Wu Yumei, oh no, Wen Yimu stood with his back to the camera for a while, then turned around and said softly, "Let's stop here today, thank you for your support."

A netizen asked: "Sister Yumei, why did you only do one dance today? You can't get enough of it."

The person who asked the question didn't expect to get an answer, because Wu Yumei's live broadcast has always been closed whenever she wants, and she rarely interacts with netizens.

But this time, everyone was surprised to see the anchor pause when he turned off the live broadcast, and then the fake voice replied lightly: "I'm not in a good mood, I won't dance anymore."

Very capricious.

The live broadcast was turned off, leaving only bullet screens and gifts flying in the darkness on the screen of the phone. Lin Wan glanced at it, and after broadcasting like this for a while, Wu Yumei's number of fans increased by almost a thousand, while Lin Wan Wan's position on the gift list was also pushed down to fifth place.

Lin Wan simply topped up the money, and then voted for herself to be number one on the list. The name was "Wu Yumei Global Support Club".

That's right, although seeing Wen Yimu live broadcast secretly behind her back and still being so popular, she felt a little sour in her heart, but Lin Wan was still a little secretly happy to see her sister's unknown side in private.

With Wen Yimu's status, her family would definitely not allow her to do this kind of thing that pleases others, and she must have kept her dancing secrets from everyone. Even Lin Wan had never imagined that she danced so well.

It's not that she is proficient in dancing, but she likes it from the bottom of her heart, just like she likes to paint, Wen Yimu's dance has its own vitality, her gestures are naturally charming, and people can't take their eyes away at a glance.

Different from the usual refreshing feeling like white crane snow lotus, when dancing, Wen Yimu is a demon concubine who brings disaster to the country and the people.

Such a soft and supple face, such a perfect and delicate figure, no matter how you look at it, you should live in a golden house and be pampered, but you just release your own charm. I can't help thinking about her more beautiful appearance.

Lin Wan swallowed, and clearly felt the beating of her own heart.

She couldn't escape Wen Yimu's calamity, after all, this woman was damned to be liked by her, no matter what side she liked.

What's more, just now Wen Yimu's soft and soft sentence "I'm in a bad mood today", is it because of myself that I'm in a bad mood?Lin Wan imagined Wen Yimu's appearance, and said this sentence in his original voice, and immediately felt pity for me.

Even if she was wronged greatly and my sister acted like a baby, what else can I do?Such a beauty, are you willing to be angry with her?

Lin Wan was defeated without hesitation, and once again became the ghost of a beauty.

Then Quietly Mimi opened WeChat, and seemingly unintentionally and naturally sent Wen Yimu a message: "Sister, I'm going to start school next week (crazy hint.jpg)"

After a while, Wen Yimu replied the message.

Lin Wan opened happily, only a solitary "?" lying on the screen, unable to see her sister's tone and mood.

Lin Wan pursed her lips, a little aggrieved, but she still couldn't restrain her heartbeat, so she licked her face and sent Wen Yimu a message: "I want to have dinner with my sister."

"After school starts, we won't be so free." Afraid that Wen Yimu would disagree, Lin Wan added.

With a pitiful emoji, I was afraid that Wen Yimu would disagree.

While Lin Wan scolded herself for being spineless, she waited anxiously for Wen Yimu's news.

This time Wen Yimu replied very simply: "What do you want to eat?"

Lin Wan sighed sadly, how did my sister know how to eat?Although food is the most important thing for the people, and eating is also a very warm thing, but every time we meet, we eat, and it is really...

After all, it is really painful to pay attention to eating gracefully.

Lin Wan rolled on the bed, and said without hesitation: "Barbecue."

Wen Yimu sent her an address location and schedule almost instantly: "It's already booked."

Oh, my sister is really efficient.

After Lin Wan sent an OK emoji, the two of them had no more conversations.

The empty chat box, compared to the previous several pages of chat records every day, now looks a bit bleak.

I don't know if Wen Yimu is still angry, and I don't know if meeting him will be awkward.

Lin Wan sighed, and simply clicked on Wu Yumei's live broadcast room again. Although there was no live broadcast, she could still watch the replay.

Only then did I realize that after only a week or two, Wu Yumei had already broadcast many live broadcasts. Almost every day there was a fixed period of live broadcast, the length of which was variable, but it was broadcast every day.

So productive that she was asked by netizens: "Sister Yumei is so punctual, is she a full-time job?"

This one was replied by Wen Yimu in words: "It's just to decompress."

Lin Wan couldn't help but like the anchor's reply, and then slowly clicked on the replay to savor the aftertaste.

During the live broadcast almost every day, Wen Yimu would choose a different style to practice, and dance the same dance music from scratch to proficiency.She learns very fast, but at the beginning it was still jerky once or twice, and her movements were not very coherent, and she could only see the softness of her posture.

And after the third time, he became proficient, and after a few more times, he could almost surpass the original one, jumping out of his own style, that kind of soft and charming attitude, which can seduce people with any gesture.

It's tiring to look at.

In particular, an ancient Feitianwu was also played the most, and it was almost realistically restored.

This time, it was also recommended on the homepage of the website. On the cover of the video, Wen Yimu was dressed in a red dress and dancing gracefully with long sleeves. Even if it was just a twisted back, it made people see boundless coquettishness.

Lin Wan clicked in and watched the whole dance music intently. The red dress fluttered and her figure was graceful. Wen Yimu was as light and nimble as a real flying sky, as if she was going to ride the wind in the next second and return to being a fairy in the sky.

She is also like a demon concubine who will bring disaster to the country and the people, just one glance makes people want to keep her, no matter what the cost.

Lin Wan stared at the freeze frame at the end, that is, the cover image of the video for a long time, clicked save and set it as the phone wallpaper.

I want to lick the screen.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Wan thought about what to do if Wen Yimu saw it, then she would be exposed.

It doesn't matter, let's say that I saw it by accident and didn't recognize it.

That's the two-way little secret.

Lin Wan became a little excited, wishing to yell at the window a few times to express her feelings.

I can see my sister again the day after tomorrow.

Before that, as a good boy who loves learning (not), Lin Wan decided to write his homework. Although the teacher didn't read it, it was a sense of ritual after all.

After writing two political questions, Lin Wan couldn't help but began to draw on the draft paper again. As she drew, the tip of the pen unconsciously depicted Wen Yimu looking back in red.

It is absolutely amazing, like a peach blossom blooming in the desert, it is the freshest color in the world, once it falls into your arms, you will never be able to leave your sight.

Lin Wan originally wanted to change to special drawing paper and brushes, but her brain speed was too fast, and she wished to draw all the details in a second. The inspiration flowed like a flood, and she was never given a chance to react.

I can only brush and brush, use the most common pencil to trace Wen Yimu's stunning beauty on the draft paper with mathematical formulas on the side.

Hair, clothing, posture... all are described in detail, and finally the eyes, which did not appear in the video, but Lin Wan can see them clearly in his mind, lightly moving the tip of the pen, looking back and smiling, the beauty of the country.

With a bit of the arrogance of a phoenix, the phoenix descends to the world, but it is not cold and alienated in its bones, but warm and radiant like a ball of flame.

Lin Wan herself didn't know how long she had been drawing. When she finally stopped writing, the night was getting dark outside the window, and the pencil was already a little short.

She put down the pencil, and only then did she feel the soreness in her fingers and back. It took too much effort, Lin Wan didn't have the energy to do other things for a while, but just quietly looked at the sketch she had just drawn.

No coloring, simple black and white to outline the outline, and the eyes are full of water, just like the finishing touch, and there is a soul in an instant.

It's so good that it's hard to say, and it's soul-stirring at a glance.

Even though Lin Wan was exhausted, her heart was still pounding, her face was blushing, and she felt indescribable.

It was as if all the heartbeats in this life belonged to Wen Yimu, and there was no way to be moved by other people anymore.

Lin Wan caressed over the painting, feeling the rough texture of the draft paper, and automatically replaced it in her mind with Wen Yimu's smooth and flawless cheeks, so soft and sweet.

Want to kiss, want to hug.

Lin Wan buried her head on the drawing paper, took a deep breath, imagined that this was Wen Yimu herself, and unconsciously bit her lips.

A little more shyness of a little daughter.

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