My Sister is Very Obsessive

After talking with Han Ai about the price, size, and other matters of the clothes, I left my contact information, and she also gave me her private email, saying that when my design drawings come out, they can be sent directly to In her mailbox, she will help to call a special person to review, and if there is any modification, she will notify me in time.

Overall, we had a pretty good conversation, of course, but the reason for the joy was that she was talking about the price, and I never bargained.

After leaving Han Ai's office, I took out my phone to check that it was almost six o'clock, so I called Xia Xiaoman non-stop and asked where she was.

"I'll wait for you at the elevator on the first floor."

On the phone, Xia Xiaoman hung up after giving me a meeting address.

I took the elevator to the ground floor, and the elevator door opened, just in time to see the girl in a red T-shirt with a neat ponytail.

"How's it going?"

I got out of the elevator, smiled and made an OK gesture to her,

"I made the design drawings of the clothing myself, 1,200 yuan."

"One?"

"Two pieces!"

"Six hundred yuan a piece is still a bit expensive. After all, there are only three or four hundred pieces of ready-made clothes."

I looked at the hard-working girl with a sore face, and smiled speechlessly,

"It's not bad. It's custom-made for six hundred pieces, and it's unique in the world."

"Yes, yes, for a local tyrant like you, six hundred yuan is not money at all, right?"

Seeing Xia Xiaoman rolling her eyes, I couldn't help but reach out and poked her in the forehead.

"You guy, you're not a big man, how did you learn to be so obsessed with money?"

Xia Xiaoman covered her forehead with a pretty face flushed, raised her leg and gave me a kick,

"You're a fan of money, I hate it."

After she finished speaking, she walked towards the subway station angrily.

Why don't you just say that she is a fan of money, why is she angry, the girl and son are just weird, sometimes they are very arrogant, and sometimes they are very stingy.

Compared with when I came, the subway when I went back was extremely crowded. After all, it was the rush hour, which I can understand.

Fortunately, the passengers are still of good quality. No matter how neat the queue is, there is still no crowding and queue-cutting between the first and the second.

Xia Xiaoman and I stood in the queue, looking at the packed subway cars. A staff member with gloves was pushing desperately at the door. This should be the legendary subway pusher.

Looking at the stuffed "sardine can", Xia Xiaoman, who was standing in front of me, couldn't help shivering and turned to look at me,

"It's too crowded, why don't we go back later?"

I looked at the screen in the subway station indicating the arrival of the next bus. It showed the time. It was almost a quarter past six. promised her.

"No, I have to hurry back, my sister is going to leave get out of class."

As soon as I mentioned my sister, Xia Xiaoman frowned imperceptibly, turned around and looked up at me,

"Are you still a child, you can't leave your sister like this?"

Can't live without my sister, does it have something to do with me being a child? I looked at her a little funny,

"I agreed to accompany her to take the elective, and I am also very interested in her elective tonight, and I am going to listen to it."

"What elective?"

"Traditional Culture Lecture."

"Shouldn't that be a lecture? Why is it an elective?"

"Ghost knows." I rubbed my nose, the indicator light on the ground was on, indicating that the subway was about to enter the station, so I gently supported Xia Xiaoman's shoulders, "The car is here, let's get on."

Xia Xiaoman turned his head and glanced at the closed glass door, then cast his eyes on me again,

"It's really too crowded, I don't want to squeeze around with others."

"After you go up, I will help you to enclose the land, and promise not to let you and others squeeze around."

"OK then!"

Xia Xiaoman nodded and reluctantly agreed with my suggestion.

The people in the car got off part of the car, and the car seemed a little empty. After Xia Xiaoman and I got up, we put our hands on our hands and circled a small area for her near the door.

Originally, Xia Xiaoman was quite satisfied, but as more and more people came up, I was squeezed and pressed my chest against her body.

Xia Xiaoman tilted her head with a blushing face, and put a pair of small hands on my chest, trying hard not to let me stick to her.

With the help of the subway pusher, the entire carriage was stuffed with no gaps at all.

Afterwards, the subway started slowly, but I doubted whether the doors could still be opened at the next station.

"It's so crowded!" Xia Xiaoman couldn't help complaining.

An aunt in her 40s heard this and couldn't help but glance at the practical girl, and then looked at me with admiration.

"Little girl, compared to us, you are already very good. Look at your boyfriend. He loves you so much. He protects you so well. What else do you have to complain about?"

"He's not my boyfriend."

Before I could speak, Xia Xiaoman muttered in dissatisfaction. After muttering, she looked at me with a proud expression.

Auntie just smiled and said to me, "It seems that the young man has to work hard."

I nodded in disbelief, but surprisingly didn't refute.

The subway continued to drive, and at each station, there were people getting off and getting on, but the number of people getting off and getting on should be the same, because the carriage did not appear to be much empty.

As soon as it was half past six, the cell phone in my pocket rang, and when I heard the ringing, I knew it was my sister calling. I wanted to let go of my hand on the wall of the carriage to reach for my cell phone, but who would have thought that my arm just As soon as I released it, the strong squeezing force behind me pressed me onto Xia Xiaoman's body.

It was probably because of being crushed, Xia Xiaoman gave a coquettish hum, and then a pair of small hands resting on my chest pushed me hard,

"You pressed me."

"Sorry sorry." I quickly put my released palm on the carriage.

The phone in my pocket was still ringing, and I glanced at Xia Xiaoman a little anxiously, "Find your phone for me, it's in the right trouser pocket."

"It's really troublesome." Xia Xiaoman murmured, then let go of the left hand that was supporting my chest and stretched it out.

"Yeah, sorry sorry!"

It is estimated that Xia Xiaoman himself knew that he had touched a place that should not be touched. His little hand retracted as if electrocuted, and then looked at me with a flushed face and an embarrassed smile.

"Your trouser pockets are sewn in the middle? You are really stupid."

I looked at her a little angrily, and really convinced her.

"Isn't it just that I accidentally touched it wrong, what's the big deal, this lady is still dirty."

Saying that, Xia Xiaoman raised her hand and rubbed my chest twice, as if to prove what she said.