"Brother, you lied to me again!"

My elder sister pursed her lips, her face full of grievances, and she acted coquettishly at me.

"Don't you feel comfortable?"

"Not at all comfortable!"

"That might be my memory!"

"You..." My sister looked at me angrily, gritted her teeth, and her voice seemed to come out of her teeth, "You did it on purpose!"

After she finished speaking, she angrily lifted her muddy feet, stepped on my instep, rubbed back and forth, and whispered while rubbing back.

"Hey, I'm going to smear your feet with mud!"

"Hey hey hey, don't bring this!"

I said with a big laugh, and at the same time moved my feet to avoid my sister.

While chasing my feet, my sister said righteously,

"You lied to me first, and I want to die with you!"

My sister was holding on to the clothes on my chest. The raindrops hit the umbrella surface, making a rustling sound. Under the umbrella, my sister and I were laughing and playing. Her crisp and tender laughter could be heard far away in the rain.

The surrounding sand seemed to have been ploughed, and the mud and fine sand were mixed together, and our feet were also wrapped in a layer of sand.

My sister lowered her head, raised her foot to step on mine, and shouted with a smile,

"Brother, don't move, let me step on it!"

"I don't!" I dodged my sister's feet while laughing with her.

"Aren't you listening to me?"

"Do not listen!"

"Hurry up, hurry up, don't move!"

My sister was in a hurry, grabbed my clothes and kept stomping her feet.

I looked at him and smiled, just as I was about to stretch my foot over and let her step on both feet happily, but I didn't expect that she accidentally stepped on the soil and slipped!

"oops-"

My sister suddenly leaned back, and the little hand that was holding the clothes on my chest unwittingly loosened. Fortunately, my eyes were quick and my hands were fast, so I quickly stretched out the arm carrying the shopping bag and shoes, and hugged her waist.

Blinking her eyes, her sister's expression seemed a little dull.

I stretched the umbrella forward a little, covering her small face.

"Are you going to keep this posture all the time?" I looked at her speechlessly.

Hearing my voice, my sister froze instantly, and then came back to her senses, looking at me with a little bit of anticipation in her small eyes,

"is it okay?"

"What do you say?"

She stuck out her tongue, stretched her arms around my neck, and stood up again.

When I saw her standing upright, I patted her back lightly with my hands. The sweater looked a bit wide on my sister's body. When I put my palm down, it felt like I patted on the clothes that were drying, and patted her waist. , this feeling is particularly evident.

"Brother, why are you hitting me?"

"Who hit you!" I glared at her speechlessly.

"Then you've been hitting me in the back!"

"Fighting is kissing, and scolding is love, haven't you heard of it?" I slapped my finger on her forehead lightly, "I hit you because I like you. If it was someone else, I would be too lazy to hit you!"

After listening to my words, my sister blinked her eyes thoughtfully, then raised her head and grinned at me.

"What are you doing?"

Her smile made my spine go numb, and I took a small step back involuntarily.

"Aha!"

My sister suddenly shouted, then jumped up in front of me, and slammed into my stomach with a small pink fist.

"I..." I staggered back a step, then looked at her angrily, "Why did you hit me suddenly!"

"Because I like you!" My sister smiled and ran up. I thought she was going to 'kiss' me again, so I quickly took a step back.

"Hey, hey, brother, what are you doing!"

"For our own safety, it is better for us to keep a certain distance!"

"Keep your distance, but..." My sister raised her head, feeling the sporadic raindrops falling on her face, "It's raining, are you willing to let me get wet?"

Uh... I was so confused by her "beating" that I forgot that it was raining, and we only had one umbrella.

So I hurried forward, put the umbrella on top of her head, raised my hand and touched her head, brushing all the "white sugar" from her hair.

"You are not afraid that I will hit you!"

My sister raised her head and said to me with a smile. At the same time, one of her small hands was pulling on the rope of my hat hanging on my chest, and the other small hand was gently rubbing my stomach through the clothes.

"If you hit me again, I'll hit you too!"

"Are you going to **** me?"

The elder sister blinked, her expression faintly excited and expectant.

This makes me speechless, excited and looking forward to domestic violence? I wonder if she still has hidden attributes that I don't know about?

"Sister, tell me honestly, do you have any hidden attributes that you don't know about?"

"Hidden attributes? Does severe brother control count?"

"You are already the lice on the monk's head!"

"Then..." My sister winked cutely at me, then tiptoed, leaned close to my ear, and whispered the heat, "I want to push you down every day, does that count!"

"Push... push to..."

I swallowed hard.

"Yeah, I've been thinking about it since middle school!"

"Junior...junior high school..."

I swallowed hard again.

"Oh, is there anything to be surprised about?" My sister looked at me with a 'why are you making such a fuss' expression, "Girls these days are all precocious, so it's normal."

"But, don't you think it's too early for you to have this idea in junior high?"

"Is it early?" My sister shyly pulled at the strands of hair that fell on her shoulders, "I actually planned to say that it was already there in elementary school!"

"puff-"

"Alright alright, I'm joking with you!"

My sister laughed, then hugged my arm, lowered her head, and gently kicked the sand under her feet,

"Actually, it's not as exaggerated as you think. Most of the time, I just fantasize about kissing you, except for that kind of dream. After all, I can't control it, right!"

Saying that, my sister raised her head and bared her teeth at me again.

I raised my hand and patted behind my sister's forehead,

"Thinking in the day, dreaming in the night!"

"What about you, have you ever dreamed with me..."

My sister let go of the arm that was wrapping my arm, and then clenched her fists to face each other, and raised her eyebrows with a smirk while moving her thumbs.

"No!" I shook my head decisively, but my face couldn't help but get hot.

"You can't lie to me!" My sister hummed softly, then raised her hand and poked my cheek with her thumb, "My face is red, and you still want to lie to me!"

"Okay, okay, stop talking about this!"

I interrupted my sister's words, then dragged her and walked to the riverside, but I couldn't help scolding her for being a fool. If I like someone, there is no reason not to dream of her.

Some things, deep in love, come naturally.