After going on a blind date with my brother

Lin Sui glanced over mockingly, and asked Gu Qiuqiu to pour him another cup of tea slowly.

Even though Gu Qiuqiu's gaze was about to kill, she still fed the tea to his mouth after all—if you ignored her tea-feeding action that wanted to choke him to death.

Lin Suiqiang took a big sip of tea, quickly took down the teacup, and coughed for a while, but even so, he still looked like he was showing off his might.

Every move seems to be showing off, I have a wife, but you don't.That kind of cheap and arrogant appearance made Lin Wan want to beat him up.

Lin Wan couldn't bear this, she looked at Wen Yimu beggingly, no longer being tactful, but asked straightforwardly: "Sister, feed me."

Wen Yimu pursed her lips and shook her head: "No."

Lin Wan: "???"

She looked at Wen Yimu pitifully, her small face was full of begging expressions, and she acted like a baby in a soft voice: "Sister, hello, is she still your little baby?"

"I'm your tutor." Wen Yimu said calmly, with a calm expression.

There was no emotion at all, as if they were just having a meal together at the same table.

"Sister!" Lin Wan was a little anxious and aggrieved, and kicked the chair angrily.

Damn it, why did Wen Yimu lose the chain at a critical moment!

She didn't believe that with Wen Yimu's scheming level, Lin Sui's provocation would not be noticed. Wen Yimu clearly did it on purpose!

At the dinner table, the girl held her pink cheeks, ignoring the sarcasm from her brother opposite, chewing the chicken drumsticks one after another, feeling that the matsutake was not so fragrant anymore.

After a while, a delicate little object suddenly appeared in front of him. After seeing the shape clearly, Lin Wan found that it was a small pink pudding with a spoonful of strawberry jam sprinkled on it, sprinkled with crushed nuts, and exuded The unique aroma of desserts.

A small ball, contained in a small plastic shell, soft and soft, looks very cute.

Lin Wan looked at Wen Yimu in surprise: "Sister, did you give this to me?"

"Bring you a meeting gift." Wen Yimu said indifferently, with a calm expression, but there was a sly smile hidden in his eyes, "I made it myself, try it."

Even though he said it lightly, Lin Wan was still very moved when he thought of Wen Yimu's cooking skills.

Wen Yimu must have put a lot of thought into making such a beautiful pudding.

Elder sister put herself in her heart, Lin Wan raised a big smile contentedly, wishing she could kiss Wen Yimu on the spot.

In the end, he restrained his desire to kiss, picked up a delicate spoon, and gently scooped up a small spoonful of pudding into his mouth.

It melts in the mouth, the taste is dense and smooth, the strawberry jam is mixed with nuts, and the lips and teeth are fragrant.Although it is not as good as that made by dessert shops, it has a unique flavor and is full of love.

"It's delicious." Lin Wan licked the spoon carefully, licking off the little bit of pudding, for fear of wasting a little bit.

It's a pity that the pudding was only so small that she couldn't bear to eat it.

"I like to do it for you again." Wen Yimu said softly.

"Well, sister is the best!" Lin Wan happily ate the pudding, then fed another spoonful into Wen Yimu's mouth, watching the pudding slide down between Wen Yimu's lips, her heart itched.

She did not forget to look at Lin Sui provocatively, and her eyes hinted: "Look, the person I like cooks for me, but you don't."

Lin Wan knew that it was absolutely impossible for Gu Qiuqiu to cook, even in this lifetime!

This round, she won!

After self-hypnosis, Lin Wan ate the food in big mouthfuls, feeling that with someone she liked by her side, even the food tasted better.

Before he knew it, he ate a big bowl of rice, but he still couldn't get enough of it. He wanted to grab another chicken leg to eat, but Wen Yimu's chopsticks gently stopped him in mid-air: "Children can't eat too much."

Lin Wan looked over pitifully: "But I want to eat, sister."

Wen Yimu said indifferently, "It will break."

"I want to eat, sister~" Lin Wan kept a principle firmly in mind, no matter what it was, as long as she treated Wen Yimu and acted like a baby, it would be over.

After acting coquettishly, Wen Yimu breathed a sigh of relief: "Let's eat, but only half of it."

"Okay." Lin Wan reluctantly picked a piece of meat and chewed it. In fact, she was quite full and her stomach felt a little bloated, but for the sake of face, she still had to bite the bullet and eat.

While eating, a gust of air suddenly emerged from the depths of her body, and she hiccupped uncontrollably.

The voice was standard and loud, Lin Sui burst out laughing immediately, and was severely beaten by Gu Qiuqiu.

Although Gu Qiuqiu himself laughed badly.

Lin Wan covered her mouth in embarrassment, trying to explain something, but one hiccup came up after another, and she wished she could jump out of her cap.

Lin Wan knew that this game was over, it was completely on the verge of hiccups.

Especially when the two people on the opposite side were gloating, her situation was even more irritating, she couldn't stop, and she had no chance to reprimand them, so she could only hiccup while clutching her stomach.

The girl's face was blushing, flustered like a kitten, looking very cute.

Wen Yimu reached out to pat her on the back, took Lin Wan's hand, and said softly, "Don't be nervous, be good."

She turned Lin Wan's chair around, blocking the little girl from the other side to see.

Then, following Lin Wan's back one by one, the other hand caught off guard and lightly touched the center of her eyebrows.

Lin Wan hadn't had time to be moved, so he just watched helplessly as the pale jade fingertips poked straight over, landed on the brows accurately, and rubbed them repeatedly.

It feels a bit strange...but my sister's expression is so gentle...

At this moment, Wen Yimu withdrew his expression, pursed his lips, his face was full of care, as if he was treating a treasure, for fear of breaking it with a little force.

Lin Wan grabbed the corner of Wen Yimu's clothes nervously, and she followed her back one by one, coaxing softly: "It's okay, don't be nervous."

The voice was extremely gentle, like the wind blowing through the valley in spring, fluttering and blooming everywhere.

Lin Wan slowly relaxed, enjoying Wen Yimu's massage techniques, and soon she found that she didn't even hiccup.

Just a little bloated stomach.

Lin Wan's eyes turned into stars, and she sincerely praised Wen Yimu: "Your sister is amazing!"

After speaking, regardless of whether it was in the public or not, the whole person jumped into Wen Yimu's arms like a kitten, rubbing against Wen Yimu's sticky face.

Wen Yimu patted her on the back with some amusement, and caught a glimpse of the girl's ear exposed in front of her eyes, she bit it lightly without hesitation, grinding the delicate earlobe lightly with her teeth like punishment.

It wasn't until Lin Wan's ears turned red after being bullied that Wen Yimu gently exhaled the moist earlobe, breathed out a mouthful of hot air next to her ear, and said lightly, "Do you still dare to be greedy?"

Lin Wan blushed, and whispered obediently: "Don't dare again."

Fortunately, it was covered by Wen Yimu's body, otherwise Lin Sui would have felt embarrassed seeing the scene of kissing the earlobe.

Even on a larger scale, Lin Wan's face was blushing and her heart was pounding, her face felt hot unconsciously.

She quietly hugged Wen Yimu even tighter, with her small face pressed against her back, greedily sniffing the fragrance of her sister's body, wishing to bury herself in it.

It's so comfortable, it's so beautiful that I don't want to let go, just hugging is enough to make people's hearts beat countless times.

It wasn't until she was patted lightly by Wen Yimu that Lin Wan reluctantly let her go.

Looking up, the table was full of leftovers, and there was no sign of Lin Sui and the others.

Lin Wan was surprised and said, "Where's my brother?"

Wen Yimu replied calmly, "I left a long time ago."

Lin Wan's face turned red. After all, she was still a little girl, and she always felt like a child in front of Lin Sui. She was a little embarrassed to be so close to her girlfriend.

"It's okay, he didn't laugh at you." Wen Yimu comforted her.

Lin Wan: "..." The dog Lin Sui didn't have to laugh at all, even if she took one more look, she would feel that he was laughing at her!

Extremely shy, Lin Wan buried her face in Wen Yimu's arms again, rubbing the soft and warm feeling, then raised her head, and pulled Wen Yimu's hand: "Let's go back to the room."

"Okay." Wen Yimu got up, and went back to the room with Lin Wan.

As soon as she entered the door, Lin Wan realized that it seemed that all her manuscripts were placed on the table without any cover, and she could see everything at a glance.

This means...Wen Yimu may have already read the manuscript on her desk when she came in!

What's worse, all of her paintings are Wen Yimu dancing!

Lin Wan's heart was pounding, and she rushed to the desk to check her drawing paper. Fortunately, she didn't draw a face, so it was reasonable to say that she was drawing casually.

Wen Yimu followed her closely to the desk, and when he saw the figure on the drawing paper, his heart skipped a beat.

Seeing the look of the little girl hurriedly accepting the drawing, she took a deep breath and asked calmly, "Who are you drawing?"

Lin Wan was in a hurry and wanted to put away the paper in a natural manner. When she heard Wen Yimu's question, she raised her face and smiled at her, pretending to be indifferent, and replied: "I accidentally saw it while watching the live broadcast, so I just drew."

Wen Yimu breathed a sigh of relief, but thinking of the painting that Bangyi in the software just drew today, it also adored her...

I don't know why, but my mood is a bit complicated.

To be able to tip so much money to a small anchor casually, although to Lin Wan, it is just to buy a few less clothes, but it is also considered a high consumption, and he is so serious about drawing pictures, it seems that he likes it very much.

She's already in her third year of high school, and she's still chasing the anchor like this, it's outrageous.

Wen Yimu decided to teach her a lesson, and told her with a calm face: "It's okay to watch the live broadcast occasionally, but you have to reward within your financial range, and don't delay your studies because of it."

Lin Wan nodded like pecking rice: "Don't worry, sister, I just look around, there is nothing special."

Is it considered to be a random look at the number one on the list of local tyrants?What's more, even the name is Wu Yumei Global Support Club.

Could it be that the little girl now is as ruthless as the readers, saying that she likes you, but actually treats you as a pastime?

But if Lin Wan was serious about the little anchor, but lied to himself, the problem seems to be bigger.

With a girlfriend, I still go to reward the little anchor so much money, and she is so serious about supporting her...

Wen Yimu actually tasted a little bit, his heart felt sour, like biting a lemon.

Is it because I am usually too conservative and not attractive?A girl as enthusiastic and lively as Lin Wan really likes her sister with a voluptuous figure more, right?

Wen Yimu was a little depressed, sitting on the chair, staring at the back of Lin Wan who was seriously doing homework, feeling extremely complicated.

I'm jealous of myself, what kind of bloody plot is this.

She had to admit that Lin Wan, a little friend, had really captured her heart, making it easy for her to cause chaos.

do not know what to do.

When he didn't know what to do, Wen Yimu usually put things aside temporarily.

She took a deep breath, clicked on the live broadcast software, and liked Lin Wan Aite's picture. After thinking about it, she forwarded it and added a simple "Thank you for your support".

This painting was done with great care, and it is also very beautiful. Even if it is just ordinary manuscript paper and colored pencils, it vividly depicts her expressions and movements. Her face is blurred, but she can feel the moving smile of looking back in a trance.

Wen Yimu has also learned painting, she can see the emotion in the painting, if there is not enough emotion, there is no way to touch people's hearts at a glance.

The little girl next to her is still writing hard, but behind her back, does she admire this little anchor so much?

While Wen Yimu saved the picture, he felt complicated.

Just very schizophrenic.

The author has something to say: This chapter is a bit long.

Wen Yimu: May there be no vests in heaven.