Wear it quickly and don’t mess with the cutie

"Goodbye, we're going home." Qiao Muxi was in a cheerful mood after meeting a good friend, smiling and waving her hands.

"...Goodbye", he was so frightened that he was covered in cold sweat, he exhaled and patted his chest as if he was exhausted.Damn, Qiao Zimo has become more and more terrifying in the past few years. His face was so dark just now. He must have been unhappy when he saw him, but luckily he was used to it.

Soon after returning home, Qiao's mother also came back. Qiao Zimo and Qiao's mother were cooking together in the kitchen, which was quite relaxing.

Qiao Muxi was still watching TV and wanted to help. Just as she rolled up her sleeves, her arm accidentally touched the cutting board and slid into the sink.

The teacher at school said that she should help her parents with housework at home. She listened very carefully and felt that what the teacher said was right, so she wanted to learn to cook and cook for her parents in the future.

On the system side, I cheered for Qiao Muxi, but I complained in my heart that in several worlds, not all the male protagonists were cooking.It's difficult to learn how to cook in this world.

Mother Qiao put the chopping board away and told her daughter, who wanted to help, to take it and wash the vegetables.

Washing vegetables is a small job, and there is no chance of injury or trouble.

As soon as she heard that she had a task assigned to her, Qiao Muxi, who was full of enthusiasm, had bright eyes and went to wash the vegetables obediently.She washed each leaf slowly and carefully. When she was washing for the second time, Qiao Zimo, who was cooking, took a moment to take a look. She had been washing the vegetables for almost 10 minutes, and when she washed her hands again, they were already soaked and wrinkled.

"Okay, okay, let's go watch TV after washing up." Qiao Zimo put down his spoon and pushed Qiao Muxi's shoulders to the sofa.

"Wait, wait, I have to help with the cooking." Qiao Muxi, who was on a mission, struggled to free her shoulders from the claws: "Brother"

Seeing that she insisted on cooking, Qiao Zimo patiently coaxed her: "Baby, you don't need to learn to cook. Be good, I will cook for you for the rest of your life."

Qiao Muxi frowned her beautiful eyebrows. Others had always cooked at home, including her parents and brother, but she was the only one who couldn't do it.

But my brother said that he would cook for her all his life, so he didn’t have to learn to cook.

"Okay then", she thought for a while and finally gave up on learning to cook.

Qiao Muxi, who felt sleepy after eating, came out of the shower, and then Qiao Zimo helped her dry her hair and threw herself on the bed.

Usually at this time, Qiao Zimo went to the bedroom after coaxing her to sleep.

Gradually Qiao Muxi grew up and turned into a beautiful girl. Although she has not yet opened her eyes, she will be a big beauty as expected.

Qiao Zimo is older than Qiao Muxi and developed earlier.With his magnetic and charming male voice and his height of 183cm, it is no exaggeration to say that he is an adult.

It's not suitable to sleep in the same bed anymore when we grow up. This is still Mother Qiao, so she couldn't help but say something.

The sensible Qiao Zimo didn't seem to notice that he and his sister were not suitable for sleeping together anymore. He still coaxed Qiao Muxi to fall asleep and stayed there every night, even if they had a separate bedroom.

Mother Qiao talked about this matter with him, and he restrained himself a lot. After coaxing Qiao Muxi to sleep, he silently returned to his bedroom in front of Mother Qiao.

What Qiao's mother didn't know was that Qiao Zimo would secretly open Qiao Muxi's door in the middle of the night, climb into bed obsessively and hug Qiao Muxi until she returned to her bedroom the next morning before Qiao's mother woke up.

Qiao Zimo has slept with his sister since he was a child and has been inseparable from her. After they separated, he couldn't sleep all night long, so he secretly came to hug Qiao Muxi to sleep.

The heating lamp in the bedroom was warm, and she obediently put her hands on the quilt and waited for her brother to tell her the story of the little yellow duck that she had not finished yesterday.

Qiao Zimo, who was leaning on the edge of the bed, did not hold a storybook in his hand. He stared at her angelic and pure face under the dim light, with nothing discernible in his eyes.

Under Qiao Muxi's confused eyes, Qiao Zimo spoke slowly: "Let's not tell the story for now. Baby, tell me what happened at school."

Hearing this, Qiao Muxi nodded. She thought about it and remembered a little thing she told Qiao Zimo about at school.

The head teacher gave the monitor a scolding because he was late. The teacher said that as a monitor, he should set an example.

The strict English teacher said in class that whoever performed well would be rewarded with a red flower, but in the end no one got it.

After telling everything that happened in class, Qiao Muxi couldn't think of anything else that her brother didn't know.

Except for class, she spent most of her time with Qiao Zimo.