RBCT Chapter 292
Chapter 292
After all, Mu Changqing didn't wear it or play for him.
Because today is the weekend and Lin Xiaoxian is responsible for sleeping with him, the "underground relationship" between my aunt and my nephew can only be compromised for the time being.
After dinner in the evening, Mu Changqing called Monica after long absence in her bedroom. Lin Xiaoxian sat on the sofa and chatted with the study committee. Lin Xiaoshu leaned on his brother, gently hugged his waist and stared at the news on TV. His eyes shook a little. I don't know whether he was too focused or distracted.
"Brother Xiaoxian, is it the new year again?"
"See clearly, it's not the new year, it's a birthday. The panda in the zoo is going to have a birthday."
"Oh... Like this..."
The news on local stations is often better than the news on the network, and children are occasionally attracted. Wang Xiaomeng nodded in front of the TV and continued to squat on the small bench while watching the news.
Wang Xiaomeng's parents went out to see the house today, but they couldn't come back in the traffic jam, so today's dinner was eaten at Lin Xiaoxian's house.
After eating, Wang Xiaomeng naturally stayed and had to play for a while. In particular, she found that Tuan Tuan was much fatter than before. It seemed to be very fun, even more fun than rhubarb.
"Tuan Tuan, let me touch it, okay?"
"Meow ~"
As a famous meow who receives countless guests, Tuan Tuan of course happily narrowed his eyes and rubbed it up. His hairy white scarf looks like a dandelion.
Of course, hair loss is more like, for example, every time you take a bath, the wind blows and floats in all directions, which is terrible.
"Meow... Meow ~ ~"
"Hey, hey, meat..."
Sure enough, cats and dogs are comfortable only when they are fat. Wang Xiaomeng touches the soft hair, pinches the fat, soft and tender meat on the back of his neck, and drools.
"Little dream, stay away from TV."
"Oh."
Wang Xiaomeng sniffed, picked up the small bench and moved it for a long time, then put it in place and continued to sit down.
“……”
Lin Xiaoxian's face turned black.
Where's the goods?
"Brother, look at her and treat you as a fool." The little book chuckled and scratched Lin Xiaoxian's flank.
"Xiaomeng, who are you lying to? Sit away and don't have your eyes, do you? "
Wang Xiaomeng's "magic" was exposed, so he banged twice, moved a centimeter and sat down again.
"Wang Xiaomeng!"
Wang Xiaomeng banged again. This time it was two centimeters.
"Unlucky thing..."
Lin Xiaoxian got up, picked up Wang Xiaomeng and giggled.
"Laugh a fart, sooner or later wear glasses..."
Lin Xiaoxian sat back on the sofa, held her in his arms, pointed to her nose and warned:
"Either not or right here."
"I see ~"
Brother Xiaoxian's arms are still quite big and more comfortable than the small bench. Wang Xiaomeng settled down and called Tuan Tuan up.
"Brother Xiaoxian, let's perform thousand hand Guanyin." Tuan Tuan sits in Wang Xiaomeng's arms and Wang Xiaomeng sits in Lin Xiaoxian's arms. She thinks the conditions are very suitable and is eager to try.
"No time."
"Oh..."
Lin Xiaoxian resolutely refused and was busy asking the study committee members to take photos of themselves.
This is an arduous task. He has been in contact for so long. Lin Xiaoxian has never succeeded. He even saw the selfie of the study committee member.
According to her, she never took a selfie.
But if so, Lin Xiaoxian wants it.
Imagine the clever and quiet study committee member holding up his mobile phone, adjusting various postures and angles, and then taking his first selfie, shyly and nervously sending it to his first love
Lin Xiaoxian is more or less... A little... Excited
However, he was excited, Wang Xiaomeng was also excited, and Tuan Tuan was about to die. Only Lin Xiaoshu beside him watched Xiaomeng play freely in his brother's arms. Although he was not jealous, there was always an discomfort of being occupied by a dove.
Such discomfort is superimposed with some recent emotions. Lin Xiaoshu's hand unconsciously makes more efforts.
"Huh? Little book, what's the matter with you? " Lin Xiaoxian's side head.
"Nothing..." Lin Xiaoshu loosened his hand a little and continued to stare at the TV.
“……”
However, Lin Xiaoxian found that his sister's sitting posture on the sofa today was very special.
In the past, she crossed her legs like herself, or knelt on the sofa first, then used her two feet as a cushion and sat comfortably on her little ass.
But today is different. The slender legs wrapped in velvet white stockings are overlapped up and down, placed obliquely to one side, and beautifully stretched into a slender perfect curve. They move occasionally and rub out a greasy rustle. The lovely toes of ten feet bend from time to time, like lively elves. There is an attractive feeling unique to girls and full of jumping movement.
However, when Lin Xiaoxian saw Lin Xiaoshu sitting like this, he didn't say whether it was tempting or not. The main reason is that there is a strong visual sense lingering in his mind
He doesn't know if he thinks too much
Anyway, I always think Lin Xiaoshu's sitting posture is very similar to Mu Changqing
Or think a little more. Lin Xiaoxian even feels that his sister is deliberately imitating Mu Changqing?
"Brother Xiaoxian!"
"Ah?"
Just thinking about it, Wang Xiaomeng suddenly pulled Lin Xiaoxian's collar and pointed to the TV:
"Look, it's him again!"
"He? Who? "
"That's the uncle. My mother often looks at him."
Wang Xiaomeng frowned. Is this uncle handsome? I don't feel as good as my brother Wang Xiaomeng?
In fact, not only Aunt Wang, but also Lin Xiaoxian often watches this program called "super news field" on Huizhou satellite TV. The news reported every time is a kind of fascinating anecdote, and the host's style is more free and easy, which is quite interesting.
Like this one now.
"... a girlfriend who has been dating for many years, looks forward to getting married, but finds that the other party is his own sister... Such a bloody thing is not the plot in Korean dramas... Hello, today, let's see a strange thing..."
“……”
The host talked freely on TV, but Lin Xiaoxian was very uncomfortable and coughed twice:
"... that... Little book, what's the meaning of the news, change the channel..."
"At this point, every station is news."
Lin Xiaoshu casually replied, silently turned up the volume for a few minutes, and then clenched the remote control.
Facts proved that it was necessary for her to hold on to the remote control. As expected, her brother reached out and grabbed it:
"It's all false news. How can brothers and sisters get married..."
Lin Xiaoshu hid the remote control in his skirt and looked at him with an eyebrow:
"Why not?"
Lin Xiaoxian was stunned:
"Because... Because this is common sense... And there are genetic diseases... What..."
"Brother, are you warning yourself?"
Lin Xiaoxian felt a thump in his heart and deliberately raised his face on the floor:
"What and what, nonsense all day long. I'm your brother..."
"Are you in a hurry?"
"No."
Lin Xiaoshu fixed his eyes on his brother, slowly curled up his legs and sat up. His small face approached Lin Xiaoxian expressionless:
"Are you guilty? Why? "
"... it's late. I'll take Xiaomeng home first..."
Lin Xiaoxian was a little upset. I don't know why he didn't dare to look into Lin Xiaoshu's eyes. He put his mobile phone on the sofa and hugged Wang Xiaomeng outside the door.
He escaped.
Lin Xiaoshu, who remained silently on the sofa, lowered his eyelids, glanced inadvertently at Lin Xiaoxian's mobile phone lock screen, and his pupils narrowed slightly.
In my impression, Lin Xiaoxian's wallpaper has been changed many times from the paper man to Gu Xiaoyan. Only the lock screen interface has always been a picture of his sister.
But now, my sister is gone.
On the lock screen interface of his brother, Lin Xiaoshu no longer sees her, but the woman closest to him except his brother.
Lin Xiaoshu's lips trembled, hugged his legs, buried his head in his knees, and felt cold. Like winter rain, it spread slowly from his heart to his fingertips, to his eyes, and then overflowed a little