Ignorance, ignorance, such a shame in front of my senior brother. I've been studying it for a long time! I buried my head on the couch and half-sat on the floor, thinking that I would sit down like this. What a shame!

I simply nested on the ground, boredly looking through the magazines that my brother had just thrown on the sofa, and what was even more embarrassing was that I was lying on my stomach on the sofa and fell asleep! When I woke up again, I was sleeping alone in bed again, and my brother was studying hard under the lamp.

Drink.

There was sweat all over his neck, and he was sweating profusely. When I opened my eyes, my throat was dry and on fire.

My brother turned around and looked at me, I couldn't make out his expression, and then he walked out and brought me a glass of water when he came back. I half leaned on him to drink water, and listened to him say, why did you sweat so much?

I don't know what to say, my body is sticky and uncomfortable, and when my brother said this, I quickly got up from my brother, for fear that the sweat would fall on him, and I was embarrassed.

My brother felt it, and the hand holding my shoulder pulled me back with a slight force.

I don't dislike it.

Rao was drowsy, and I still felt shy. Senior brother now, he is very good at love words. But I'm not feeling well, I hate sweat on my body the most, and I'm even more afraid that someone will touch me at this time, let alone my brother.

I'm going to take a shower.

What time is this?

Well.

Well, if you have to, but first you open your eyes and wake up.

I do still have my eyes half-closed.

I took another sip of water from my brother's hand before I opened my eyes. Pulling his hand to look at the time, half past one.

Senior brother, you are so diligent and an example to me.

Thank you sister for the compliment, I'm just, used to it.

The habit of insomnia is only understood by people with insomnia, and it cannot be said or spoken.

If I had this habit, I would not have scored so low in physics in the college entrance examination.

Why not start now?

I tilted my head and rolled my eyes up to look at my senior brother, and saw him with a teasing face.

I pouted and glanced at him,

Senior brother, you will make fun of me.

I'm serious.

Hmph, I don't want it.

I scrambled out of bed, turned on the toilet light, and went to take a shower. Ignore him, bad taste.

After washing, it was already completely dark in the room. Brother Lamor also lay down and snorted. I lightly touched the side of the bed and lay down beside my brother obediently. I reached out and touched his strong muscles, his biceps. My brother rolled over in the dark, one hand on my waist.

Go to bed!

Well, good night, senior brother.

I put one hand on my brother's big hand on top of me, and looked at the roof with wide eyes and purr, and colorful bubbles kept popping up in the dark night, covering the whole world.

It was around this time that the shower hit my biological clock, and I kept playing the piano with my fingers on my brother's hand, but I didn't feel sleepy. My brother's breathing was even, and he was breathing around my neck. I lay motionless, enjoying the quiet night. Just as I was about to fall asleep again, my brother's hand on me suddenly grabbed my waist tightly, and I couldn't help but cry out in pain. My brother was not awakened by me, and the hand around his waist did not relax at all. I raised my head, stroked his face, and called him out loud and loud, sweat falling from his forehead, and slowly regained his composure.

Is it a nightmare?