My Sister is Very Obsessive

I carried my sister on my back and sent her to the door of the girls' dormitory all the time. I was also very excited because of her saying, "If you carry me on your back, I will marry you as a wife in the future."

Sometimes, a sincere word is more seductive than tens of thousands of carefully decorated sweet words, and I am now chatting with her in a trendy fashion.

I found a flat place and slowly put my sister down from my back.

"Stand up, don't fall!"

"No, how can I be so stupid!"

"Yes, you forgot, when you were a child, you would trip over your skirts on the flat ground at home!" I gently tugged at her hair, "Sometimes I really wonder if your legs are so long that your whole body is too long. The center of gravity is high.”

"You..." My sister glared at me angrily, "If you say that again, I won't touch your legs in the future!"

"Don't, don't, I won't say I won't say it!"

"Hmph, it's too late, I've decided now, I won't touch your legs in the future!" She turned her head proudly, and suddenly she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at!" She smiled, and I couldn't help laughing too.

"I'm laughing at myself!"

My sister slowly took two steps towards me, leaning sideways against my chest,

"I said I won't touch your legs in the future. In fact, I didn't want to. I always felt like your hand had magic power. It was very comfortable to touch. I didn't feel that way when I touched it myself."

I stretched my arms around her slender waist, then leaned over and gently bit her cheek,

"When are you going to marry me?"

"The heart is already yours. As for the body... it depends on what you want!"

"Winter vacation, okay?"

"If it's winter vacation...it's October, it's November, December, then January, and there are still less than three months left!"

"So, you have to adjust your mentality as soon as possible. When I eat you, it doesn't matter if you are ready or not!"

"Got it!" My sister gave me a roll of eyes in a soft voice.

"Alright then!" I gently stroked her furry head, "Go back to rest early, see you tomorrow!"

"Well, see you tomorrow!" Saying that, my sister suddenly stood on tiptoe and put her pink lips lightly on my lips, "Give you a good night kiss, remember to think of me tonight!"

Seeing her jumping and running into the dormitory building, I reluctantly retracted my gaze, touched my lips, and had a contented smile on my face.

That icy cool touch is really comfortable.

Because it was not too late, there were not many pedestrians on the way back.

When I opened the dormitory door, only the black cat still had the lights on, squatting in front of my computer and watching the video.

"Master is back!" The black cat turned his head and looked at me with a hint of joy in his voice.

I nodded lightly, then walked over, looked closer to the screen, and it seemed like a movie about the protagonist's story, and I don't know where she found it.

"What movie is this?" So I asked curiously.

"This man is from Earth!" The black cat patted the mouse and paused the screen, "The protagonist claims to be a man who lived 14,000 years old, and he tells his friends about his experiences from primitive society to modern society, but these experiences are all over the place. There is no witness or physical evidence."

And such a weird movie? I'm curious,

"Where did you find this movie?"

"I just found it when I was bored!"

"Uh..." Then you must be so boring.

"Master, it's actually quite good-looking!" The black cat blinked and looked at me, "Really, I find it very interesting to see the male protagonist's serious nonsense to his friends!"

"Okay, I won't disturb you watching the movie!"

I really can't watch this kind of movies. In comparison, I still like movies like Star Wars and Interstellar, which are based on the war between cosmic civilizations.

Of course, it's more about watching special effects than watching a movie.

The black cat continued to watch her movies, and after I finished washing, I rolled over and climbed onto the bed, then turned on the phone, and wanted to chat with my sister for a while, but was told that she was typing.

How long? It has been more than a month, and her novel should have written more than 200,000 words, so I turned on my mobile phone, downloaded an APP, and searched after logging in.

Sure enough, there are more than 160,000 words, more than 500,000 clicks, and there seem to be more than 5,000 fans, and I don't know how many favorites there are.

Some people below sent flowers and rewards, and the amount of the reward was terrifyingly high. I pointed to the digits and counted them one by one, and there were more than 10 million book coins.

There was a local tyrant named "Shen Bao", who paid more than 8 million yuan, more than 8 million yuan, or more than 80,000 yuan according to the ratio of one to one hundred.

Who is such a tyrant who gave you so much money, so I sent a message to my sister in doubt, "Do you know who gave you so much money?"

"I don't know!" My sister replied to me in seconds, "Looking at her name, I'm very likely to be our mother!"

"Mom?"

"Why not!"

Uh... Combined with this person's nickname, it seems that there is only such a possibility, after all, except for me, my mother would support her for such no reason.

"Okay, you can write a novel, don't write it too late, pay attention to rest!"

"Well, I see, good night husband!"

The last two words made me "poof", this looks so awkward, I'm not used to it at all!

The black cat who was watching the movie heard it and couldn't help looking at me and asked,

"What happened to the master?"

"It's nothing. Chatting with my sister, I was suddenly shocked by the message she sent."

"Oh!" The black cat responded casually, then turned his head and continued to watch his own movie.

"Sister, you should still call me brother!"

"Why? Don't you like it? I think that's what couples call them online now!"

"That's people, we are different!"

"No, it's all the same! Anyway, I'll have to call you that in the future, so get used to it, or when we have a child, I'll call you brother? Wouldn't it be awkward?"

"We'll talk about it later!"

"I'm not planning for a rainy day! Haha!"

I feel like I can't talk to her, I'm a little speechless,

"Forget it, I won't bother you writing novels!"

"Well, good night husband!"

Looking at the information on the screen, I couldn't help pulling the quilt and wiping my forehead. The words were embarrassing, but she couldn't bear to like them.

"Good night!" I sent two words dryly.

"Aren't you going to call me wife?"

"It's embarrassing that I can't say it."

"You have to get used to it!"

"It takes time to get used to it!"

"Yeah, so let's start by sending text messages, then we'll transition to calling each other, and finally let it be called a habitual address that goes with the flow!"

"I can't tell you!" I quickly sent the message over.

Sister: [laughing and crying]

After that, I didn't take the initiative to chat with her anymore, but switched to the novel APP, intending to read her novel carefully.

She is not a professional author, nor can she write novels with profound and universal social significance. Her novels are purely her own fantasies, a person's longing and yearning for our life in the future.

As I watched, I silently kept all her beautiful visions in my heart, and then waited for one day to realize them one by one for her!