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30. The picture like water, she fell into the tenderness of your sister stitch by stitch

Because of the ankle sprain this time, Ye Yu had a slightly better impression of Lan Tian. Although she didn't communicate much, her lemon flavor, her martial arts, her erudition, her carefulness, and some of her loneliness were all left to Ye Yu. A special impression, since it's not easy to communicate, if you don't communicate, it means that the world itself has people with all kinds of personalities.

In the evening of late autumn, Ye Yu and Lan Fang came back from self-study together. When they met Lan Tian downstairs, they borrowed a bunch of books from the library.

"There are so many, when are you going to finish it? You still have to borrow such a boring book." After speaking, he almost threw it into Lan Tian's hands, with contempt in his eyes.

"Heh...why does it seem like she lent it to you?" Lan Fang felt that Ye Yu was really looking for trouble.

"I'll go up first." Of course Ye Yu didn't need to answer the nonsensical question.

When Ye Yu was about to say something, Lan Tian had already run to the stairs, and the three steps almost flew up. When Lan Tian reached the third floor, Ye Yu Lanfang hadn't reached the stairs yet.

It was Lan Tian's figure that flashed too fast, Ye Yu couldn't help following, and raised his head: "Wow! Is she a spider or a superman? She, did she walk up? Am I right?"

"She flew up, you read it right, otherwise she changed up? Hehe..."

"Like a boy."

Hearing this comment, Lan Fang didn't take it seriously, but thought it was very appropriate: "Well, sometimes I think so too."

"But why don't you look like her at all? But you look a little like her. Eh? Does she... wear a skirt? Does she... look like a skirt?"

Speaking of this, Lan Fang was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, laughing non-stop...

"What's going on? What are you laughing at? Can she wear it?"

Lan Fang still didn't answer Ye Yu's question.

"Hey! Can you stop laughing?"

"I...hehe...I'm telling you, I only wore my skirt once in high school for something, and only for one class, she never wore it, it's useless to force her, you better not Use this kind of thing to embarrass her, do you know? You can ask her to do 100 or [-] push-ups, but asking her to wear a skirt is harder than going to heaven."

"It's harder than climbing to the sky? Then why did you wear it in high school?"

"Well... I believe that class must have left a very deep impression on their class, and I will never forget it, let alone them."

"Quickly tell me! What is it that made me anxious to death for a long time?"

Lan Fang smiled and told Ye Yu what happened in the previous class. Seeing her expression, she enjoyed this memory very much. The two of them did not go back to the dormitory, but went for a walk to the playground.

After laughing, Ye Yu thought for a while and said, "It's Rusha again?"

"Why do you say again?"

The more Ye Yu thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong: "Don't you think? Why do I hear that everything about her is related to Rusha?"

"Xiaotian just loves her very much and treats her like his own sister. Oh, come to think of it, sometimes he treats her better than me."

"It's a roommate, a classmate, and the same table. It's understandable, hehe... She actually wears a skirt for a boy's words. Does it mean that she likes that boy?"

"It's impossible. I thought so at first, but I'd rather think she was wearing skirts for Shasha."

When the night wind blows, there are sporadic students who are still running on the playground, passing by the two of them from time to time, Ye Yu holds Lan Fang's hand: "Then only she knows the answer, and generally speaking, you don't tell your family Human."

"I won't allow her to keep secrets from me!"

"She must have a secret, so don't wash her clothes in the future. Your sister has done too much for her. You must have washed her clothes for three years in high school. Now it's better, you wash her clothes Became what you should and must do."

"That's not true. From the beginning of the winter of the second year of high school, Rusha washed her clothes for her. I wondered why no one snatched my clothes to wash. Besides, she not only snatched her clothes to wash, I also snatched people away, I have slept with Xiaotian since I was a child, but since that winter, Xiaotian has slept with Shasha, and gave me a quilt and replaced Xiaotian."

Ye Yu smiled and said, "I really want to get to know Shasha. Hey? You said just now that she treats Shasha better than you. How can that be?"

Lan Fang's slow speaking speed made Ye Yu feel very comfortable listening to it. Isn't it a beautiful picture in the past? When I recalled it, I realized that I have always remembered it very firmly. It's not that I have to care about a chicken leg. Maybe I have been cared for by my sister since I was a child. Suddenly someone started to share that goodness, Lan Fang probably couldn't adapt for a while.

It was the first semester of freshman year, and winter had not yet officially arrived. The sycamore leaves fell all over the ground, and the scorched life began to prepare for the next reincarnation. Many people took out their winter clothes and dried them on the balconies of each dormitory, competing for color, and the sun became It's getting more and more likable, and everyone likes staying in the dormitory more and more.Unbelievable things don't just happen when you pass by a certain place, just meet someone who is pleasing to the eye, even if you lie on the bed, the scene you see inadvertently, if it is so beautiful that you can't resist it, you will only be left remember.

This afternoon, Lan Tian came over with a pair of pants. Ye Yu and Lan Fang happened to be in the dormitory without classes.

"Sister, the thread is off today, can you sew it for me?"

"Let me see."

Ye Yu, who was sitting on the head of the bed, was very surprised. After all, he was in his 90s, and he still had to wear broken clothes?Just throw away the broken one and buy another one. Are they so poor?She saw Lan Fang climb down from the upper bunk, took the trousers from Lan Tian's hand, and looked carefully at the unthreaded place.

"I'll give it to you at night, don't worry about wearing it? There should be a change, I'll sew it up and bring it to you."

"Well, then I'll go first."

"Go, hey," Lan Fang stood up and walked in front of Lan Tian, ​​stretched out her hand and patted Lan Tian's shoulder blades on her back a few times, her eyes were full of love: "Why don't you know it's dirty here? Go to practice again in the afternoon Of the sword?"

Facing her sister, Lan Tian was also concerned: "Heh... I practiced for a while."

"Don't practice like that anymore, show me your body." When he said that, he had already picked up the clothes on Lan Tian's back.

She dodged: "I'm fine, sister, don't worry."

Lan Fang no longer insisted: "Well, then these pants, tonight...or I can give them to you tomorrow afternoon."

"Ah."

"I'll take you to get a haircut some time, it's growing beside the ears." When Lan Fang looked up at her younger sister, there was still a lot of pride in Lan Fang's eyes.

"Hey. I'm leaving." She accepted her elder sister's concern, and turned to look at Ye Yu who was sitting on the bed, "Xiaoyu? Bye."

"bye."

That impeccable and caring words, but the indifferent person's unique warmth in front of his sister, Ye Yu always felt that he was really making a fuss, seeing what happened next...

Lan Fang found out the needle and thread, and sat on Ye Yu's bed. With her sensual, small, white and tender hands, she began to thread the needle, lead the thread, one stitch passed, one stitch passed, her eyes looked at the hand, flattened the seam, and another stitch came over , A needle passed, it seemed that the needle was a bit astringent, the needle tip slipped a few times into the hair above the temple, and continued to sew...

Ye Yu is deeply attracted by Lan Fang, who is as gentle as water...

Originally sitting at the head of the bed, she knelt in the middle of the bed and surrounded Lan Fang from behind, her cheek pressed against Lan Fang's face: "Why do you still do such a thing?"

"Be careful that the needle sticks in your eyes, let go of me." She tilted her head slightly and smiled slightly.

"No." All the senses in the whole body are concentrated on the intimacy with her on the cheek.

"Heh...but I'm ticklish." The voice was much higher than her sister's, and it sounded even more crisp and sultry at this moment.

"I'm not moving."

"Really don't move."

"If you say it again, I will move."

"Hehe...don't move." She smiled charmingly, bewitching people's minds.

"I'm going to move."

"Hehe... really don't move." She tilted her head slightly again, rubbing against Ye Yu's cheek.

"Fang, you..."

"Me what?" Lan Fang said while sewing.

"Uh... what did I want to ask? I forgot."

"Heh...be careful with the needle, you should let go."

"Why is it a little... oh... well, don't really get into me."

Let go of Lan Fang, get out of bed, and have been secretly looking at Lan Fang, when she turned around, she was all in the corner of her eye... walked to the closet, opened the closet, tried to pull off a button on the clothes, but couldn't, There are scissors next to it, so cut the button off...

"Fang? By the way, help me nail the buttons too, okay? I can't."

"Well, I'll nail this for you after I sew this." When he said that, he glanced at Ye Yu, and saw that Ye Yu's face was extremely red, and Lan Fang couldn't understand the eyes that were intoxicated by a certain emotion, and Lan Fang was a little confused. Can't help being looked at by her like this, I lowered my head and continued to sew...

A few days later in the afternoon, Chen Baiqiang's "I Like You" was playing on Ye Yu's tape recorder in the dormitory, and Ye Yu climbed into Lan Fang's upper bunk.

"Xiaoyu? Why do you want to come up?"

"Heh... want to talk to you."

"What's the matter? Something on your mind?" She made room for Ye Yu.

"Hey? Shall I trim your eyebrows for you?"

"Huh? I've never done it."

"Then I'll fix it for you today, and I'll get tweezers and face cream."

As if not afraid of tossing, she took tweezers and face cream and came up quickly.

She looked at the folded quilt and said: "Well... you are lying on the quilt.".

"Oh, but, does it hurt? You won't punish me, will you?"

"Hehe...why do you think so? Afraid I'll pull it all out for you?"

"Heh... well, I believe you."

I leaned over to look at Lan Fang's eyebrows, in fact, every time I plucked one, I was looking at Lan Fang's eyes, nose and mouth...

In fact, this facial features are not very obvious, but Xiaojiabiyu is very soft, the mouth shape and nose shape match so well, the slightly drooping corners of the eyes will become two crescent bays when smiling, and its charm can easily penetrate people. Xin Po, now quietly closed, with the same thick and black eyelashes as her sister, like two thick curved branches in an ink splash painting, adorning the whole face, seeing her swallowed, her jelly-like lips With a slight tremor, it trembled directly into Ye Yu's heart holding the tweezers...

Unable to wait to continue, Lan Fang slowly raised her eyes...

A pair of big eyes that I have long remembered are looking at me through the starlight...

Music is better...

Lan Fang smiled, and the Moon Bay slowly rose...

Ye Yu's eyes and heart are completely occupied by this gentleness...

I have seen each other for a long time...

"Okay, are you alright?" Lan Fang stammered and blinked her eyes.

"Not yet, I still need to fix it." Looking at Lan Fang, Ye Yu also stuttered.

"Oh, then, huh...I want to look in the mirror first."

"Heh... you can just trust me, it must look good." Pressing Lan Fang's shoulder at this moment, how could she be willing to let go.

"Ok."

"Have you ever put on makeup?" He continued to sculpt her eyebrows, concentrating on a lot of thoughts, his movements became slower and slower, and he still wanted to tease her.

"never."

"Shall I melt it for you?"

"No, I don't want it, Xiaotian will laugh at me when he sees it."

"You always think about her, it's none of her business, let's try it once,"

"I really don't want it anymore."

Feelings that cannot be guarded against make one accidentally fall into love traps, especially when a kind of feeling that cannot be avoided lies in the middle of this feeling, pretending becomes the first kind of tiredness and sadness that one experiences when one grows up.It's just that people are not the same, and the ways and emotions they face will also be different.

And Lan Tian, ​​who is buried in her studies, has no intention of touching any activities on this campus. She is also afraid of being idle.

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