Fujiwara Mei ran towards Bright Night's room with her red little feet. She didn't expect to see Bright Night gently make the bed and gently put Fleeting Year on it. Then, he slowly helped him put the quilt. This gentle and obedient appearance was like a virtuous wife.
Meihong let out a sigh of relief. At the same time, she felt a little sour in her heart. However, she was soon stunned. Bright Night seemed to have conjured another blanket and covered her with it. Then, there was another one, and another one.。。
Bright Night finally stopped when Mei Hong was terrified. She turned around and looked at Little Mei Hong behind her. She covered her mouth with her hand and smiled reservedly,
"Little Sister Hong, don't be surprised. Isn't it what a kind, gentle, cute, and smart sister should do to help her cold brother cover himself with the blanket?”
Ah, it's summer. How can it be cold? You covered him with so many blankets, and he was already sweating. Although he was knocked unconscious by you, he instinctively felt hot and wanted to push away everything on him!
Just as Meihong felt that she was too hot to take it, Bright Night felt that it was finally time. In the blink of an eye, he put away all the blankets on Fleeting Year. At this time, Fleeting Year had just woken up from his dizziness when he heard Bright Night scream,
"Ah, my cute little brother Liunian, why is there a puddle of water on your pants! Did you wet the bed?”
Puff! Liu Nian spat out a mouthful of blood. How was this possible? Ever since he gained control of his body, such an embarrassing thing had never happened!
However, the puddle of water on his pants was clearly attacking Liu Nian's fragile nerves. He suddenly had a terrifying thought. Could it be that he really wet the bed again?
Before he could react, he felt a chill on his feet. His sister, Bright Night, had already grabbed his ankle with her icy cold hands and lifted him up upside down. With a gentle pull, she took off his pants.
Fleeting Year quickly used his hand to cover his little friend, but Bright Night sneered,
"Since you were young, I have bathed you more than a hundred times. I have touched your little thing countless times. It has grown a few centimeters long every so often, and its shape has changed. I know how many hairs you have.”
Alright, Fleeting Year stopped covering his friend and covered his face with his hands. He no longer had the energy to think about whether he had wet the bed. The dignity he had developed in front of his sister since he was young had been completely shattered in that instant.
You bastard sister, just you wait. Tonight, I will climb into your bed, pull off your pants, pluck out all your hair, and then beat your butt!!!
With a plop, Fleeting Year was thrown into the bathtub that was filled with hot water at her request. Fleeting Year quickly shrank in, leaving only his small head sticking out. He glared at his sister hatefully and even turned his head to threaten Meihong with a vicious look.
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