MTL - My Sister is Very Obsessive-Chapter 6 : otaku roommate

The school prepares 500 sets of batt sheets for students, which can be purchased voluntarily.

My sister was sent to her by her mother at the beginning. My mother didn't like the style of school cotton wool, so she took her sister to buy a set for her outside the school, but I was too lazy to pay attention to it, so I spent 500 yuan to buy a bed school.

No matter what the style of the school batting is, the quality is always guaranteed. It shouldn't be a big problem if you use it for five or six years.

So, I carried cotton wool and followed my sister and Sun Jueqian to the sixth building in the south.

At this time, many new students and their parents came in and out at the door of the dormitory. Next to the iron fence outside the dormitory building, there were still umbrellas. Most of them were stalls selling cool mats and water basins.

The two girls around me are very beautiful, and they will attract a lot of turning heads. However, because they are still students, they have not completely lost the shyness of teenagers, so no boys take the initiative to approach them.

My sister pulled my sleeve and looked around curiously,

"Brother, look at that pot. It only costs five yuan for such a big size, but it's more than six times cheaper than the one I bought. Why don't you buy one, you just don't have one."

The boss on the side heard it, and hurriedly hit the snake with the stick,

"Students, come take a look and choose one you like."

When my sister heard this, she was about to run over immediately. I quickly grabbed her with my backhand, and shook my head at the stall owner.

"Wait a minute and talk about it!"

After that, I dragged my sister away.

"why?"

My sister doesn't understand a little, but she looks pretty good. In terms of color and style, she always thinks it's not a loss to buy one.

"I don't sell it here. I will find a big supermarket to buy it later. Instead of changing one every year, it is better to use one for six years."

After entering the dormitory, the dormitory aunt counted my name, department, class, and dormitory number, and let us in.

Standing at the door of the dormitory, my sister snatched the key card in my hand,

"306, that's it."

As she said that, she reached out to open the door, but I held it up.

I knocked on the door,

"Please come in!"

A male voice with a slight accent came from the room, and I asked my sister to swipe the card to open the door.

A patch of golden sunlight slanted on the floor of the dormitory. The wood-grain upper and lower tables looked a little empty. On the middle floor, there were two parcels and a drag box.

There were three people in the room, a slightly fat boy, a middle-aged man with a beer belly, and a middle-aged woman with wavy curls.

At this moment, the middle-aged woman was kneeling on the bed near the balcony door. The sheets had already been made, and she was making the quilt.

The middle-aged man was holding a rag and was wiping the other bed opposite.

After watching me come in with cotton wool, the slightly fat boy took the initiative to come over and stretch out his hand to help me, and introduced himself with a smile,

"Hello, my name is Zhao Kuo. I'm not the Zhao Kuo who is talking about soldiers on paper, but a broad-minded and broad-minded person. Well, by the way, I'm from Jinling."

Although I don't like to talk much on weekdays, I'm not the kind of person who is so "cold" that when others talk to me with a smile, I also like to ignore them.

"Just call me Shen Le. I'm from Chongshan, and sometimes I can't tell the difference between the flat tongue and front and back nasal sounds in Mandarin. Don't laugh at me then."

"Shen Le? Oh, this bed is yours!"

After listening to my introduction, the middle-aged man jumped off my bed with a rag with a smile.

"I've cleaned the bed, and when it's dry, just lay it down with cotton wool."

I put the cotton wool on the ground, smiled and bowed, expressing my heartfelt thanks.

"Thank you uncle!"

"Small thing!" The middle-aged man was very open-minded, he waved his hand, and looked like a trivial matter, "You and Xiaokuo are both classmates and roommates, and we will help each other a lot in the future."

"It should be, it should be."

"Oh right, who are these two?"

The middle-aged man turned his attention to the two girls behind me.

"My sister."

"Oh! So, your two sisters sent you here?"

I smiled and nodded,

"Mom is busy with work, and my sister is a sophomore in this school, so my sister sent me here."

Seeing that I only mentioned my mother and not my father, the middle-aged person already knew it, but he still nodded kindly,

"This is very good. I am in the same school as my sister and take care of each other."

"What about your father?"

Zhao Kuo suddenly interrupted and asked, and then his father gave him a fierce look,

"You ask people what this is for, you're not a hukou check, it's a lot of work."

Zhao Kuo was obviously very afraid of his father. When his father said this, he immediately took a step back and kept his mouth shut.

I don't mind that much. It's not ashamed to not have a father. There are so many single-parent families in the world. If everyone feels sorry for themselves, they can't live.

"My father passed away when I was very young, and I can't remember what he looked like until now."

"Uh..." Zhao Kuo obviously didn't expect such a result, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it on purpose, I didn't mean anything else, really."

As he said that, he bowed 90 degrees. His father smiled and patted his shoulder, obviously very satisfied with his son's responsible spirit.

My sister stretched out her lotus arm and put it on my shoulders generously,

"It's not as serious as you think, my brother and I are used to it, and it's enough for him to have a sister, right!"

The last sentence was for me, and I nodded in disbelief.

Zhao Kuo obviously agreed very much, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his face turned red, and his voice was still stuttering.

"It's down, it's true."

Looking at his appearance, I probably guessed that he probably stuttered and blushes when he talks to strange girls because he usually talks too little to girls.

Seeing that his son behaved so arrogantly, the middle-aged man also gave him a sideways glance, and smiled embarrassingly,

"Reading is a nerd."

At this time, the middle-aged woman also made the bed for Zhao Kuo. She looked at the cotton wool in front of me and asked with a smile,

"Xiao Le, do you want Auntie to help?"

"Don't bother, don't bother, I'll do it myself."

"Auntie, I'll just come." My sister quickly took the cotton wool in her hand, "I'll just lay it for my brother. If you have other things, you can get busy first."

Although they don't mind helping, since they don't need it, they don't need to force it.

"Well, we still have some daily necessities here, so let's go first."

Zhao Kuo's mother said with a smile, and then the three of them left the dormitory.

After the people left, the three of us were left in the dormitory. My sister pulled up her sleeves, revealing a large section of her white arms, which meant a lot of work.

"can you?"

I have some doubts, this guy who is at home, stretches out his hands and eats, and even asks me to wash his clothes, can he really make a bed and fold a quilt?

My sister quit, she stood in front of me with her chest out, the pair of proud jade rabbits hopped softly and snorted proudly.

"Humph, if you want to try it, it will definitely last longer than you, and it will **** you dry."

I blushed and turned my head away. I had no problem with this kind of joke at home, but now... in front of another girl, I can't stand it anymore.

"Don't joke around in public in the future, or I will..."

"Otherwise, what about you?" The elder sister looked at him mockingly.

Of course I don't know what would happen otherwise, what can I do for her.

"I'm too lazy to care about you."

When I was done, I turned around and prepared to do something else.

Who knew that my sister suddenly put her arms around my neck, stood on tiptoe, and quickly pecked me on the side of the face, giggling,

"Brother, I love you so much."