Pretending to be cute

"Sister Li, sister Li..."

Xiao Ling stretched out his finger and waved it in front of Li Mi. Li Mi didn't seem to hear or see, still in a trance, picking up the vegetables on the plate stiffly like a robot, and stuffing them into his mouth.

Xiao Ling thought to himself that Plan A is a strong dose. The medicine may be really too radical. It scares people like this. It is both helpless and funny, so he stopped Li Mi's chopsticks with his chopsticks: "Don't you hate ginger the most?"

"Ok?"

The movement was stopped, Li Mi was stunned for a moment, and then he came back to his senses, and found that he had picked up a piece of ginger that he never ate, and quickly threw it aside.

She looked at the girl who was looking at her, her black and white eyes were full of worries about herself, she couldn't help but feel warm, and rubbed her temples pretending to be tired: "I've had a lot of things recently, and I'm a little tired, so I lost my mind just now." ,don’t worry."

Xiao Ling leaned back on the chair, smiled and let out a sigh of relief: "I was startled, I thought something was wrong." She glanced at the blue color in Li Mi's eyes, and said with concern: "Work is important, and you should also pay attention to your body. I will give you some advice later. Squeeze your shoulders, go take a shower and go to bed early."

This posture just happened to expose the smooth jaw and snow-like neck under the light, making it unbelievably soft and beautiful.Not counting the eye-catching curves, but already the exquisite shape of the future, no longer the thin and weak appearance of bean sprouts.

At the age of 19, it is the moment of youth and beauty for a girl. The delicate flower buds are about to spit out their pistils and bloom the beauty watered by their own hands, so it is normal to be proud, not used to it, and envious.

Although they have each other, they are extra soft, maybe because of their youth?

Li Mi subconsciously glanced at Xiaoxuefeng whose back was touched earlier, his hands trembled, but he still hadn't figured it out, and felt that he was ten years older, and it was really inappropriate for him to be so wretched, so he hurriedly withdrew his gaze, bowed his head Grilled rice.

The next moment, a few big folders of his favorite potato chips fell into the bowl, Li Mi raised his head in a daze, and met Xiao Ling's unreserved smile: "Why does the chef only eat but not vegetables, want to leave everything to me?" , are you feeding me fat?"

Such soft and clean eyes are like the purest lake among the snow-capped mountains, the nostalgia and dependence at the bottom of the lake are clearly visible, Li Mi can't help but pause, feeling even more guilty for his wild thoughts just now.

It's normal for a younger sister to hug her older sister, what is she thinking?

After picking up his mood, Li Mi ate the potato chips that Xiao Ling brought over one bite at a time, and said with a smile, "I don't have any. If I get fat from feeding, and the little slob doesn't exercise, he will become a little fat worm."

As she spoke, she picked up several slices of lean meat.

"No way, I'm not fat, Sister Li knows how to tease me." Xiao Ling's face was full of anger, but he didn't mean to play any temper. She licked the dipping sauce on the chopsticks with her tender tongue.

In the past, the two of them got along day and night, and they were used to doing intimate things. It was not awkward to drink a bottle of water and eat food from the same plate, but perhaps because he had personally experienced the "growth" of a girl before, Li Mi withdrew his chopsticks without changing his expression. The mood is not as calm as the surface, but a higher wave is set off.

Even though Li Mi was born with a lack of roots, he also noticed that the atmosphere was different from the past. Apart from familiarity and tacit understanding, there seemed to be something more...

But what is it?

Li Mi thought, when he took the food into his mouth, he unconsciously avoided touching the chopsticks directly, especially the part that Xiao Ling licked.She didn't pay attention, and the person sitting opposite lowered his eyes slightly, his expression was dim.

After eating, Xiao Ling asked to wash the dishes, but Li Mi agreed without saying anything.In the past, the rules of the family were to perform their own duties, Li Mi was reluctant to let his little girl inhale oil fumes, so she was always in charge of the cooking, and Xiao Ling did the dishes.

After Xiao Ling finished washing the dishes, Li Mi was no longer in the hall.Without thinking about it, she went to the study room, gently pushed the slit, and sure enough, Li Mi was sitting in front of the computer, wearing black-rimmed glasses that she usually didn't wear, and had a video conference with her.

People who work hard are beautiful, and Li Mi who works hard is the brightest moonlight. Xiao Ling quietly watched the only light in the long dark night, like the past seven years, deeply engraved her in his heart, and then quietly Close the door without disturbing the people inside.

"Hao Bang, it's fine for you to be in charge of the contact. I don't worry about the others. If you are too busy, I will call Shang Feng Yin and Yuan Chen to help you, and..." Li Mi looked towards the door if he felt something. direction, but found nothing.

Ling Sheng over there heard half of it, and asked in surprise: "What else? What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Li Mi pushed his glasses, just about to continue talking about work matters, when he suddenly remembered what happened just now, he hesitated, "I have something to ask you."

"Ok?"

Li Mi glanced at Ling Sheng in the video, with a curvy figure, exquisite facial features, and a gentle yet charming mature woman's breath, even if they have known each other for many years, Li Mi would occasionally feel amazed.

But... different.

"Can I hug you tomorrow?" Li Mi asked.

"Ah?" Ling Sheng's pen fell to the ground.

Li Mi has always been good at solving problems, and draws inferences from one instance to another, and is even more familiar with the principles that can be proved by the same reason. After thinking about it, he added with certainty: "Or, you can hug me."

Ling Sheng:? ? ?

"By the way, have you and I used a chopstick before?" After solving the first thing, the next thing is the second. Li Mi is very organized.

Ling Sheng continued to be confused: "Of course not. Li Mi, what kind of crazy are you, you would ask me such a question. I want to ask you, you are such a clean freak, I use your chopsticks, you can't beat me to death ?”

Li Mi frowned.Indeed, she was a clean freak. Even Ling Sheng, who grew up together, had never drank the same bottle of water, let alone the same pair of chopsticks.

"Then, do you want to use it tomorrow? I promise I won't beat you to death, um...I promise I won't beat you." Li Mi's words were not surprising, and he kept dying.

Ling Sheng shrank back, with a disgusted expression on his face: "I don't want to kiss you indirectly, if you don't find it disgusting, I do."

Li Mi: "..."

Li Mi crossed his arms, his eyebrows were as cold as ice: "How can this be considered an indirect kiss? Ling Sheng, I didn't realize that you are still such a nasty person."

Ling Sheng: "..."

No, what did she say, why is it dirty?

A few hours later, the time unknowingly points to ten o'clock in the evening.After finishing his business, Li Mi rubbed his sore shoulders, turned off the light in the study, and walked to the hall.

No one was in the hall, so the lights were off, but it was not completely dark.The room that had been empty for three years was lit up again, and the orange light illuminated the corridor.

As if a wanderer had found his way home, the mottled light in Li Mi's eyes merged into a sea of ​​orange, his footsteps were very light, and he no longer felt the loneliness of the past, but felt a little relieved and joyful.

Finally, she was no longer alone in this family.

"Sister Li?"

Xiao Ling leaned against the edge of the bed with her pillow on her head, holding a book of "Grimm's Fairy Tales" in her hand, the warm light reflected on her face, creating a blurred halo.The girl was already extremely fair. After taking a bath, her skin, which her nightdress could not cover, was rosy and rosy, and she could still smell the faint fragrance of lemon.

Li Mi held his breath and approached slowly, as if he was afraid of disturbing the tranquility of the room, he stopped two steps away from the bed restrainedly: "Why don't you sleep?"

Xiao Ling put down the book, picked up the freshly soaked milk on the bedside table, and signaled to Li Mi: "Wait for you. Sister Li forgot, I want to give you a shoulder squeeze?"

The deer who kept the light for her had wet eyes, and even the shadow on the edge of the outline carried the sweet fragrance of milk.

"Well, I was so busy that I thought you were joking." Li Mi walked up to Xiao Ling without any hesitation, took the milk at just the right temperature, and drank it little by little.

Seeing that Li Mi is so obedient, Xiao Ling smiled, pulled him onto the bed, knelt down and kneaded Li Mi's shoulders, and said softly: "Such words are never a joke."

Stomach filled with warm milk, soft words lingering in ears, a girl's soft and boneless hand wandering on his aching shoulder, Li Mi squinted his eyes in comfort.

Originally, she thought that Xiao Ling's physical strength was poor, and that massage, which required strength, was more of a tickle, but she didn't expect Xiao Ling's kneading movements to be very skillful, and the force was also skillful, not too overbearing, nor limp and weak.

But why does my child do this?

Li Mi, who was sinking into the gentleness, was excited, his happiness was instantly replaced by overwhelming anger, and he trembled when he spoke: "Ah Ling, why are you so proficient?"

skilled?

This word, this sentence pattern, combined with the time and place, is too easy for people to think of a deeper place.Unfortunately, it was Sister Li who asked this question.

Before he could answer, Xiao Ling's hand was suddenly grabbed, and Li Mi turned around to stare at her, his mouth tightly pursed, furious.

"Who taught you? Or, for which bad man did you learn it?"