My Sister is Very Obsessive

Traditional culture is naturally inescapable of Confucianism, and to talk about Confucianism, the life of Confucius must be highlighted.

"From the Spring and Autumn Period..."

The teacher told the life of Confucius in great detail, and his affirmative tone seemed to be like witnessing the growth of Confucius with his own eyes.

I don't know if the historians know more than he does, but I only know that many of the things he talked about were things I had never heard before.

Then, I remembered what he said to us in the first class, hobbies are still needed, and they will give you a flash of inspiration inadvertently.

I still listened more carefully to this class, although I didn't take notes.

Some people say that time always slips away inadvertently. This is absolutely true. Those who listen to the class carefully will always find that time passes unexpectedly fast.

Probably because the teacher talked so vigorously that he did not stop in the middle of the big class.

Two classes soon passed. If it weren't for the noise from outside the classroom, I think the teacher would probably talk until dawn.

When I think about the daybreak, I can't help but think of the time in middle school.

At that time, for us who like to play, the teacher dragging the hall can be called "heinous", and for the teachers who drag the hall, we will never give them any good comments.

In private, I naturally have nothing good to say about the teacher.

This is an interesting thing. It originated from the sudden convulsion of the principal and opened a mailbox called the principal's suggestion box, saying that as long as students have ideas, they can send letters.

Write an opinion letter to the principal? Stop kidding, will they listen? You can also figure it out with your toenails.

So, my two iron buddies and I wrote a satirical letter together.

The content of the letter is roughly as follows:

We feel that there are very few classes now, and the students are playing so much that they are about to lose their skin. I hope the principal will not be considerate of us, and let the teachers take turns to teach us classes. .

As for whether the principal saw the letter at the end, we don't know.

Afterwards, we guessed that the inside of the so-called letter box was actually a paper shredder, and the letter paper went in here and the powder came out there.

Sighing softly, in fact, I still did some naughty things when I was a child.

It is also thanks to those naughty things that I can now say to myself contentedly: It's not a waste of childhood.

The sister sitting by the aisle quickly put away her schoolbag, then pulled me and looked at me expectantly,

"Brother, where are we going now?"

"Go—" I dragged a long tone, "Go to the playground!"

"Why are you going to the playground!"

My sister looked at me with a bit of frustration, and then lifted the long legs that were stretched tightly by the jeans,

"I'm wearing jeans, how can I run?"

"Then go for two laps!"

I gave my sister a white glance, raised my finger, and shook it gently in front of her rosy pink mouth,

"Don't be lazy!"

"Well--!"

My sister put her hands on her slender waist and stared at me angrily.

"Okay, let's go!"

I laughed nonchalantly, stretched out my hand and embraced her tender pink shoulders, pulled her into my arms, and walked out of the classroom with her half-armed.

However, I don't know what kind of mentality it was. When I passed by Zhou Zixuan's side, I couldn't help but turn my head to look at her and smiled provocatively.

Childish!

As soon as I walked out of the classroom door, I regretted it.

My sister is wearing jeans today, slim fit, and she has a very plump figure, so wearing such jeans makes her legs look straight and long.

The upper body is a white fake two pieces, and there are several colored stripes on the arms, which looks very layered.

The hem of the dress was a little long, and it was dragged down to cover her entire small buttocks.

Walking on the road, my arms were lightly wrapped around my sister's waist, and I turned my head and looked behind her.

From the visual point of view, my sister's body is very slender, but I am very clear when I am hugging her body, there is still a lot of flesh on my sister's body.

At least she couldn't see those protruding cervical vertebrae on her back.

"Sister, you said that a girl like you who likes eating meat since she was a child, but doesn't like exercising, why is her figure so good?"

"Humph, aren't you happy with your big sister's good figure? You can only be satisfied if your sister has to be big and three thick and odd-shaped!"

My sister gave me an angry look.

"Of course not!"

I looked at her with a little bit of flattery,

"Of course, the more beautiful the better."

"Then how am I doing now?"

My sister hugged my arm, squeezed into my arms, and gently pressed her full **** on my chest.

I smiled and nodded,

"Okay, the current sister is the most perfect."

"You can talk!"

My sister raised her little face happily, and then tiptoed lightly on my lips,

"Reward you."

I raised my hand and touched my lips, the corner of my mouth raised a happy arc, holding her bag in one hand and her small hand in the other, and slowly walked towards the playground.

There were many people running on the playground after class. My sister and I did not run, but walked around the playground for four or five laps hand in hand, then left the playground and headed for the dormitory.

On the way, my sister sometimes held me, and sometimes jumped in front of me, looking very happy.

"younger brother!"

My sister stood under a street lamp, holding the street lamp with her little hand, made a golden rooster independent movement, and yelled at me loudly,

"Take a picture, take a picture of me!"

I quickly took out my phone with a smile, turned on the camera, chose the angle, took three pictures of her in a row, and then made an OK gesture to her.

"Let me see!"

The elder sister grinned and spread her arms, swaying, like a running little penguin.

I put her firmly in my arms, then put my arms around her, and looked at the photos with her.

My sister cuddled on my chest, and we stood on the edge of the street light circle, and passersby cast curious or envious glances.

I admit that I have a slight choice phobia, and my sister is even more so, or, in fact, basically 99% of women have choice phobia.

Looking at my sister who had difficulty choosing between the three photos, I waved my hand and made a direct decision to keep all the photos in the three chapters.

Along the way, we stopped and walked, taking pictures, or whispering. Originally it only took 20 minutes, but we walked for more than 40 minutes.

By the time I sent my sister downstairs to their dormitory, it was already half past ten.

"Time flies so fast!" My sister took my hand and looked up at the sky slightly, "It's been another day."

"Yeah!" I couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Brother, I'm afraid!"

My sister gently hid in my arms, her voice was full of sadness,

"I don't want to grow old, I want to be this beautiful forever."

No one in this world wants to get old, but no one can escape getting old.

It is a law of nature to get older with time.

Of course, I definitely wouldn't tell her this. Since she told me that she didn't want to grow old, I would naturally tell her very gently,

"You're not getting old, you'll be beautiful forever and ever, I promise you!"

"Pfft!"

After listening to my words, my sister couldn't help laughing, then looked at me seriously, and said with a slightly raised corner of her mouth,

"Thank you, brother, although I know you are making me happy, but your purpose has been achieved, I am really happy now."