MTL - My Sister is Very Obsessive-Chapter 24 : A challenge from a scholar

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My sister has been yelling that she is hungry, and indeed, it is getting late, so I invited the girl from the school to go to the cafeteria for dinner, but Sun Jueqian refused.

"I'll go back to eat. I'm going to the school library in the afternoon. Do you have any plans for the afternoon?"

My sister shook her head. For their sophomores, it was still summer time, and it was so hot in the afternoon that they couldn't go out to play.

When I saw my sister shaking her head, she thought about it and said,

"I'll also go to the library to read books. I'm the only one in the dormitory, so I'm too embarrassed to turn on the air conditioner."

"Then I'm going to the library too!"

Of course my sister couldn't let me be alone with the other girls.

The Xueba girl gave her sister a very contemptuous look, and then joked,

"The desks and chairs in the library are not as comfortable as dorm beds."

The elder sister patted Sun Jueqian's arm lightly or heavy, and hummed a few words without saying a word.

Afterwards, Sun Jueqian rode a bicycle and led the way, while my sister followed me staggeringly.

I was holding onto the seat cushion with both hands, but my feet were dragging on the ground, and I didn’t dare to lift it up at all. It was inevitable that I would be afraid of dying in her car.

"Hey, I said sister, are you sure you can really ride a bike!"

"How dare you doubt me!" My elder sister controlled the faucet with a serious expression, but...but it didn't matter, the car should be biased, "You lift your foot, the frictional resistance is too great, I pedal hard. "

"I'm afraid the car will overturn."

"lift it up!"

My elder sister snorted angrily, and felt very ashamed that I didn't give her "face" like this, so... I raised my feet in a kindly manner...

There was a loud bang, and Sun Jueqian, who was enjoying the ride slowly in front of her, was startled. She hurriedly stopped the car and turned around... Then... she saw her sister put the small fence separating the motor vehicle lane and the non-motor vehicle lane on the road. knocked over.

I dared to jump out of the car, and seeing my sister still riding on the car with a confused look, I eagerly reached out and shook her,

"Sister, how are you, are you okay, are you injured..."

The stunned older sister rolled her eyes, and then she regained her senses. Looking at me with a worried expression, her expression suddenly changed from shock to surprise.

"Wow, I actually had a car accident. I finally had a car accident. Is this a car accident? It's so exciting..."

Originally, I was worried now. I was worried about her physical injury before, but now... I am worried about her brain injury.

"It seems to be a slight concussion," Sun Jueqian, who came up at some point, looked at her sister a little before saying.

After she finished speaking, she patted me on the shoulder again, with a sighing look on her face,

"Hurry up and take it to the hospital. Maybe there is a cure, but don't hold out too much hope. If you have new injuries and old diseases, there is little chance of recovery."

"Humph!" After the signature cold snort, my sister gave the girl of Xueba a blank look, "Pseudo Xueba is not qualified to talk to me."

Sun Jueqian pouted her lips in disdain, but still swept her caring eyes around her, as if her hair was a little messy, and she didn't look injured.

"It seems that my humility to you has made you extremely inflated, ok, to meet your requirements, just this year, I want your scholarship."

After saying that, the tyrant girl shook her hair confidently, turned around and left.

I looked at my sister's gloomy pretty face and wanted to laugh but couldn't.

"Work hard, although your advantage is not big...but...cough, walk around, eat and eat, my stomach is hungry."

"Get in the car!" My sister neatly turned the front of the car and straightened the car.

I looked at her in surprise. This style of painting is seriously inconsistent with her character. Shouldn't she be the kind of painting style that can never be serious?

I looked at the iron fence lying on the ground. It was a plug-in type, but it was knocked down, but it was not damaged, but whether it was damaged or not, it was still a bit too much to just leave.

So I erected the fence again and sat on the back seat of the bicycle, but I dared not lift my feet up. It is worth mentioning that after this small "car accident", my sister did not No matter how tough I was to lift my foot.

My sister rode very slowly and was still staggering, but what made me a little uncomfortable was that it had been over ten minutes, and she didn't say a word.

I raised my hand worriedly and pulled the shirt around her waist,

"Sister, are you alright?"

"Don't interrupt, I'm trying to control the direction, I still don't believe that I can't help this little broken car today."

Although my sister was talking about bicycles, I still felt a lot of resentment in her tone. In front of the younger brother I cared about the most, I was challenged by my best friend so shamelessly. Anyone would be a little small. mood.

However, she is not the kind of stingy person, I know her, this little resentment will disappear soon, but... the resentment disappeared, but the challenge from her best friend, she has accepted and engraved it on heart.

Arriving at the gate of the old-fashioned community again, the school tyrant girl was pedaling on the bicycle and on the ground, looking at my sister and me, who were swaying and slowly approaching,

"Want to go up for lunch?"

"Don't share a seat with the enemy!"

My sister stopped the car, raised her head, and pointed her tender chin to Sun Jueqian. The expression and tone of voice were as proud as they were.

Sun Jueqian smiled helplessly, probably making fun of her sister's childishness. I also think her sister is childish, because I was also laughing in the back seat.

"Okay, I'll go first."

After she finished speaking, she turned around the faucet, leaving us with a dashing back.

"Where to eat?" I gently poked my sister's small waist, which was soft.

Some ticklish sisters twisted their bodies,

"You haven't been to the cafeteria yet, I invite you!"

Treat me to the cafeteria? I was a bit dumbfounded. When I asked me to invite me to dinner, I was treated as a big dog. When I was my own boss, I replaced it with the legendary canteen.

My sister was carrying me, still staggering, but at least it was barely able to do it.

I clutched the cushion tightly, and the summer wind blowing towards me carried the strong fragrance of my sister.

She was already sweating a little, and the white shirt with the butterfly collar was also tightly attached to her jade back. Although it didn't show any spring color, the outline of the bra straps vaguely outlined still made me feel a little nervous.

I finally couldn't help but want to be intimate with her, so I stretched out my hand to wrap it around her waist... However, when I suddenly hugged, my sister who was focusing on cycling was suddenly startled, and the whole car was uncontrollably heading towards her. Run to the side of the road.

Fortunately, I reacted quickly enough to immediately put my feet on the ground and forcibly stopped the out-of-control situation.

When the car was parked, my sister took a deep breath and turned her head to stare at me...

I stood up and smiled embarrassingly. Although it was not ashamed in front of my sister to beg for mercy, I didn't want the steady and sensible image that I worked hard to maintain for 12 years to collapse.

"Okay, my pot!"

"If you admit your mistakes, you must have the sincerity of admitting your mistakes!"

My sister still had a straight face, but the slyness in her eyes was caught by me.

"You treat yourself to lunch, I'll pay, okay!"

"Yah!" My sister shouted happily, although it was not loud, it still attracted the attention of many passers-by.

After shouting excitedly, she leaned over her head and gently pecked my side face,

"I'll touch it again at night."

"Cough cough..." I coughed to hide the actual embarrassment and pushed her gently, "Aren't you hungry, let's go and eat."

The fine sunlight passed through the dense sycamore leaves, and scattered on the ground. My sister rode me on a bicycle, and shuttled crookedly among the "broken gold"...

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