"Okay, I got it!"

Xiao Tao replied quickly without thinking, but suddenly realized that there seemed to be something wrong with the unstable conversation just now.

"Brother, what did you just say? I don't seem to hear you very clearly, could you please repeat it again? ”

"Huh? Oh, I just wanted to ask you to borrow a pair of underwear. Ah~ I'm so nervous, I thought you wouldn't lend it to me! Hahaha! ”

"Brother......

"Huh? What's wrong little peach? ”

Just looking at her sister, she felt that there seemed to be a few crystal clear tears gushing out of her eyes, and she angrily pursed her crystal cherry lips for the idea of being really ashamed to come home, puffing out her mouth, and waiting for her brother angrily.

"If you just borrow a pair of underwear, brother, you can just tell me the truth! It's such a big circle! Yes? ”

"But...... This kind of thing really makes me feel hard to talk about! And why are you so angry all of a sudden? Sure enough, you still have a lot of nostalgia in your heart! ”

"The things I care about and the things you think I care about are not on the same topic at all, brother, okay!"

"Huh?"

"Ahh Forget it, please wait here honestly! ”

Xiao Tao glared at her fiercely with her eyes, pushed open the door and walked towards her room.

"No, I haven't worn this underwear that my brother washed for me a few days ago, so you can use it, brother."

Xiao Tao felt that she might never forget that when her brother took his cute panties with trembling hands, there were tears of emotion rolling around his eyes.

"Little Peach, you are simply my own sister!"

Hikari clapped his hands gently, stood in front of his sister, first looked at the pink cherry blossom panties that emitted divine light in her hand, and bowed reverently before thanking her as if flattered and carefully accepting it.

"Hmm...... Brother, I was originally your own sister, okay......"

Xiao Tao said to her brother with a wry smile. Xiao Tao quietly looked at her brother with a happy and satisfied look, and she couldn't bear to continue to blame her brother.

"Then brother, I'll go to the bath with Lianxin and the others first, and when you come back, you have to play games with me for a while, and make up for me!"

"Okay, okay, no problem, no problem, go quickly."

"One answer is enough!"

Little Peach jumped like a cheerful bunny and ran towards the bathroom at home.

"Well, now they're all going to take a bath. Anyway, I'm going to write mine for a while, and then I'll have to wait until my sister and the others come out of the shower, and then we'll discuss it together. ”

"Brother Guang, what are you writing about?"

As soon as Hikari returned to the tent, before he picked up his mobile phone, Miku, who was sleeping next to him, stared at his mobile phone screen and asked him curiously.

"Hmm...... So you're here, too? Well...... As you can see, I'm writing something like a diary. ”

Hikari thought about it and said with a smile.

"Diary-like? Could it be that Brother Light is writing essays? ”

"If it were, it would probably be a very, very long composition."

Hikari gently stroked Miku's beautiful cherry hair, which was not yet completely dry, and explained to her with a happy smile.

"Yes, I feel that Brother Guang is so powerful!"

Miku's eyes were full of adoration and respect as she looked at the light.

"Really? Well, do you feel like I'm amazing? Hahaha, yes, it's not that I'm proud, in fact, I sometimes feel like I'm actually a bit of a powerful little person. ”

"Brother Guang will definitely not be a small person in the future! No, now you're a very shiny super idol in Miku's mind! ”

"Do you want me to sign your name? It's just a small benefit for my fans to give back~"

Hikari always thought that Mijiu was just joking with herself, but she didn't expect Mijiu to nod her head quickly and forcefully, and said to herself very seriously:

"Really, really? Brother Light! ”

The ruby pupils, with the faint light on the screen of the light phone, seem to reflect a very romantic (poetic) romantic pink erotic tone of the tent.

"Huh? Well...... Of course, if you don't mind if I sign it for you......"

"How could you mind! This should be something I can't ask for from Brother Guang! But I don't seem to have a decent notebook for you to sign for me......"

Miku said to Hikari with some apologies.

The paper she can use to sign now, regardless of the appearance and the quality of the material, is just the letter she wrote to him today.

Speaking of which, the letter seemed to be neatly stacked by Miku in her own tattered clothes.

"Hikari, I want your autograph too."

A familiar indifferent voice that seemed to have no emotional color suddenly reached Hikaru and Miku's ears.

Kiriko was wearing only a simple plush pajama and a pair of matching plush shorts, and Kiriko, who didn't know when she finished taking a shower, didn't seem to have properly dried the stubborn water beads attached to her.

Hikari poked his head out of the tent in confusion, only to find a clear small and beautiful footprint from the bathroom to his tent.

Perhaps this is also due to the fact that they are not dried off, and each footprint seems to have been carved out of a splash of water. I don't know how light the fog has to walk to prevent his wet little feet from making a "popping" sound of treading water.

Not...... That is to say-

"Kiriko, how can you go to my bed so casually!"

"It's not a bed, it's a tent!"

Kiriko whispered to the light in a flat tone.

"Is that the point...... Wrong! Don't put your pillow on my pillow just yet, because your hair is still there, dripping and dripping! You're not completely cured yet, are you? If you accidentally make your condition worse, how can I explain it to your parents! Hikari pressed Kiriko's shoulder hard, made her sit where she had just been sitting, and said to her:

"Anyway, you wait for me here now, and don't put your wet little feet into my bed!"

Winter weather is inherently dull, damp, and severely devoid of the sun.

If you want to have a sunny day in winter, to be honest, it may not be easy.

Therefore, if you can reduce the number of times you wash something as heavy as a quilt, it is better to reduce it as much as possible. Otherwise, if you want to put it on the drying rack to dry in the cold winter, I am afraid that when you put it home and collect the quilt, you can only watch the quilt be frozen on the drying rack by the cold wind.