I am the sick and weak sister of 5T5

The little milk baby is not heavy, but it is enough to make people uncomfortable.

After a while, Gojo Satoru, who was sleeping deeply, felt tightness in his chest, as if he was being pressed by some heavy object, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and when he opened his eyes, he found that it was the little milk baby who was pressing on him, just when he was about to move his hands , he felt something was wrong again.

There seems to be some milk flavor in the mouth——?

He smacked his mouth reflexively, and took several sips of milk before he realized that a feeding bottle was stuffed in his mouth at some point, and he took out the feeding bottle in his mouth, a look of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

This is probably what the little guy did.

But is she taking revenge?

He stretched out his hand and poked the little baby on the back of the head facing him, and asked angrily and amusingly: "Rin, what are you doing?" Because he just woke up, his voice was still a little hoarse.

"Why don't you drink the milk made by brother? Are you still pressing on brother?"

"Although my brother is very happy, Rin, shouldn't you lose weight?" Gojo Satoru half-jokingly said.

His voice suddenly sounded, scaring the little Nailboy to stiffen. The next second, the dancing limbs slowly lowered down, wanting to pretend that nothing happened.

She is still a good baby.

"Hahahaha." Gojo Satoru originally wanted to continue to question, but after seeing this scene, he couldn't help laughing out loud. He wrapped his arms around the little milk baby on his chest, and instantly turned over and pressed her under him. , with his strong arms resting next to the little milk baby's head, and the blue pupil stared at her.

The little milk baby blinked her obsidian-like eyes, bit her index finger, and said "ah~" in a childish voice.

Gojo Satoru's cold heart suddenly trembled slightly because of his cuteness.

"Huh? Are you acting like a baby with your brother?" Gojo Satoru asked amusedly, "Is it because you know you have done something wrong?"

The little Naiwa's big eyes rolled around, but he refused to meet Gojo Wu's eyes, and his guilty expression made him want to laugh even more.

"Rin, if you don't drink milk well, you won't grow up." Gojo Gojo shook the bottle that had already cooled down in his hand, and suddenly frowned. He seemed to have overlooked a more important thing...

Not drinking milk well...

He looked down at the little milk baby below him, his expression became very serious, his brows were frowned, and he looked thoughtful.

The little milk baby has not eaten for two days. If it were an ordinary child, he would have been so hungry and crying.

And the little milk baby is obviously not hungry... Wujo Wu stretched out his hand and touched the little milk baby's applauding belly, his eyes darkened a little.

Did my sister steal something behind his back?

Gojo Satoru leaned forward calmly, and lightly tugged on the little milkman's face with his index finger, taking the opportunity to smell the smell in her mouth.

This way he will know what the baby milkman has eaten.

"Hic!" The little milk baby couldn't help hiccupping again, looked up at Gojo Satoru, who seemed to be close to kiss him, quickly covered his face with his little hands, and turned his little face, looking extremely disgusted.

Gojo Satoru: My heart is broken.

"Rin, are you despising brother?" Gojo Satoru couldn't smell any strange smell, there was a trace of doubt in his eyes, but there was a little sadness on his face, and he opened his mouth and bit the baby's pink face.

He didn't use too much force, just took a light bite.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! He also knew how to turn around, landed on the ground with two short feet first, and then let go of the hand holding the bed, and the whole milk baby slipped to the ground safely in an instant.

Just sitting on the cold ground, the little milk baby shivered, looked around, the door was closed, and there was no tatami mat on the ground, she seemed to have nowhere to go, and a sense of sadness suddenly surged in her heart, Pulled his throat and cried loudly.

Gojo Satoru had been watching with relish at first, but when he saw his sister burst into tears, he looked at her amusedly for a while before picking her up, "Don't cry, brother, will I take you out for dinner?" He turned around and put her on the bed, picked her up Another doll was stuffed into her arms, and she went to the closet to take out a set of baby clothes.

Hugging the puppet doll, the cry of the little milk baby gradually disappeared,

Gojo Satoru quickly changed the clothes for the little milk baby, and he took a black sweater and put it on himself, then picked up the sneezing little milk baby, and gently wiped his tear-stained face with his thumb.

"Little crying bag." He teased with a brisk tone.

The little milk baby was furious, and buried her small face on the doll, refusing to raise her head again.

Gojo Wu resisted the desire to tease her, hugged the little milk baby and walked out of the house, coaxing as he walked, "Hey, brother, I promise I won't mess with you again, okay?"

"Ow!"

The little milk baby whimpered, she didn't believe Brother Smelly's words.

After coming to the street, a gust of cold wind blows head-on, blowing away the remaining heat.

"call--"

It's a bit cold here.

Gojo Wu subconsciously hugged the little milk baby in his arms, but unfortunately he was wearing a sweater today... Oh no, there is another way.

He looked down at the little milk baby who was hugging the puppet and was shivering from the cold, and immediately pulled the hem of the clothes and stuffed her under the sweater, and then, a small head was exposed from the wide collar.

The two wear a piece of clothing together.

Gojo Satoru felt much warmer instantly.

The little milk baby huddled in his arms, taking endless warmth from him like a little kangaroo.

Although it is much warmer, I still have to find a place to sit down quickly.

Thinking, Gojo Satoru quickly scanned the shops on the street, and finally locked on one of the restaurants.

in the restaurant,

"welcome!"

Under the hospitality of the waiter, Gojo Satoru looked around and picked a corner seat by the window.

There are not too many customers today, and there are plenty of seats in the restaurant.

After sitting down, Gojo Satoru opened the menu handed over by the waiter, ordered several slightly sweet dishes and desserts, and then noticed the little baby in his arms who seemed to be observing the menu, and asked casually with a smile: "Rin, What to eat?"

The little milk boy immediately stretched out a small hand from the collar, as if trying to grab the menu, Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows interestingly, and handed over the menu.

"Wow!"

She pointed to the children's menu.

"Woooo!"

Then, he directed Gojo Satoru to turn another page and ordered a mango cake and freshly squeezed watermelon juice.

There was a slight smile in Gojo Wu's eyes, this little guy is quite good at picking, he closed the menu and returned it to the waiter, "Here are a few, thank you."

"Okay, please wait a moment." The waiter turned and left with the menu.

The heating in the store was turned on fully, and the little milk baby soon felt stuffy and uncomfortable, and began to struggle, trying to take off the sweater on his body.

Gojo Satoru was unmoved, and watched the whole process as if the little milk baby was struggling to get free from the sweater, sitting on his lap and panting heavily, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

He looked exhausted, and he hugged the cup to drink water.

Wujo Wuzheng watched with gusto, and the waiter came over with a small plate of sage puffs.

"Please enjoy."

After hugging the cup and drinking a few sips of water, the little milk baby suddenly sniffled the tip of her nose, smelling the sweet smell in the air, looked up at the exquisitely shaped plate of saint puffs on the table, and swallowed her saliva.

"Huh? Does Rin want to eat this?" Gojo Satoru noticed her expression, picked up a small fork and took a bite of the puff, and deliberately placed it in front of the little milkman's nose for her to smell it.

The little milk baby immediately thought it was for her to eat, and immediately opened his mouth and bit down, Wutiao Wu quickly withdrew his hand when he saw this, the little guy jumped into space and took a mouthful of air.

The little milk baby showed confusion in his eyes, and he raised his head reflexively to look at brother smelly, and suddenly his eyes widened.

Gojo Satoru swallowed the puffs in one gulp, narrowed his eyes and showed a satisfied expression, "The desserts here are pretty good."

"Aww!" The little milk boy beat him unconvinced.

Brother smelly!

"Oh, if Rin wants to eat, just kiss me." Gojo Satoru took another sip of the puff, and seeing that the eyes of the little milkman followed the delicious food in his hand, he smiled even more happily.

His words attracted the attention of the young man sitting at the next table, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were sharply examining Gojo Satoru.

Probably thinking about how this person is willing to bully such a cute little sister.

"Hey, is Kunikida-kun interested in that kid?"

Hearing this, Gojo Satoru, who has excellent hearing, glanced sharply at him instantly. Although he couldn't see his eyes with the blindfold on, his sharp eyes seemed to penetrate the layer of fabric and fell on the young man called 'Kunikida'.

"Hey Dazai, don't talk nonsense!!"