Wear it quickly and don’t mess with the cutie

From the first day they saw the doll-like person, the whole class subconsciously wanted to get close to her. However, within a few days, they were disciplined and submissive by this pretentious brother. They did not dare to get closer to the beautiful Qiao Muxi again and could only watch helplessly. .

"Let's go", he took Qiao Muxi's schoolbag and put it on his shoulder, holding his sister's little hand.

Qiao Zimo took his sister home and ignored the surrounding eyes.

When Qiao Muxi was in fifth grade, Qiao's mother asked the two of them to take the bus home. First, there was no time to pick her up and drop her off, and second, she wanted to exercise her life skills.

When she got home, Qiao's mother and Qiao's father were still some time away from get off work, and the weather was getting hotter and hotter. Qiao Muxi felt sticky all over, so she prepared her pajamas and put them on the bed to take a shower.

She walked to the bathroom, put down the towel and stood under the faucet, lathered up and rubbed her fair body. The comfortable temperature and environment were so comfortable that she hummed in her heart.

Not long after, she was rinsing the foam when she heard a sound outside the glass door. Her body was wet with some foam that had not been rinsed off. She subconsciously protected her chest with her hands and whispered: "Who, who is there?...Brother, it's you. ?"

There was a thin glass door, and Qiao Zimo's hand was pressed against the glass. He was called back to his senses by a timid cry from his brother, and he suddenly put down his hand.After adjusting your breathing, you opened your mouth and tried to sound the same as usual: "It's my baby, I'm here to get something."

"Brother, we are running out of shower gel at home." After rinsing his body, Qiao Muxi wiped his body and said to the blurry figure through the glass door.

"Remember first, I'll go to the supermarket to buy some tomorrow." Qiao Zimo's voice was as normal as possible. He couldn't stand it anymore and was afraid he wouldn't be able to bear it if he stayed any longer.

He had just come to the bathroom to get something, and as expected, the baby was taking a bath. He was about to grab something and leave, but he couldn't take his eyes away after taking one look at it.He overestimated his most confident self-control. Perhaps when facing Qiao Muxi, his self-control was no different from that of a thin film.

Looking at the girl who is slowly growing up, her young body is gradually being taken care of by him, and the hazy arc inside the glass door is very beautiful.

With a slender waist that could not be grasped, he leaned into the bathroom uncontrollably and looked at the treasure in his heart through the thin glass door. He instinctively wanted to touch her, but he was suddenly awakened when he touched the cold glass.

The awakening movement made Qiao Muxi aware that a sweet tone stained with water vapor came from inside.

Qiao Zimo tried his best to make his voice sound the same as usual, but his eyes were fixed on the blurry figure.

The unsuspecting Qiao Muxi wrapped herself in a bath towel and opened the glass door. She saw her brother who was a little stunned outside the door. The mist drifted out and blurred her vision. She blinked her steamy eyes: "Brother? What are you doing?"

"Huh? It's done." His eyes automatically looked at the wet baby. Qiao Zimo smiled and covered other black things in his eyes, making himself look much kinder: "I was looking for something just now. Come out first." , let me blow dry your hair.”

Halfway through blow-drying her hair, Qiao Xi’s sleepy head was lying cross-legged on the sofa like a chicken pecking at rice. She held her head up, squinted her eyes, and swayed left and right, mumbling something incomprehensible: "Sleepy..." .., I want to...sleep.”

"Sleep peacefully and leave the rest to me," Qiao Zimo hugged Qiao Muxi from behind and said softly to coax her to sleep.

My sister, whose hair was soft after blow-drying, was already asleep on the sofa. Qiao Zimo gently carried her to the bed and covered her with a quilt.He picked up the disobedient hair hanging on his face with his fingers, leaned over and kissed the soft cheek and whispered: "Good night...baby"

During the summer vacation when she entered junior high school, Qiao Muxi successfully passed the city's key exams, and of course Qiao Zimo also passed the key exams.

It's just that Qiao Muxi doesn't even know her own grades. After the exam, she doesn't care about the grades. Usually, Qiao Zimo takes care of such things.

Until school was about to start, Qiao Muxi remembered to ask her brother about her classes.Qiao Zimo just told her not to worry, he had already chosen a school.