My little sister waved her hand in front of me: “Hey, what’s wrong with you? You’re not actually moved by me, are you?”

I took the rose from my sister’s hand and looked at the pretty and lovely girl in front of me. I felt my love for her growing stronger.

I once read a sentence in a book that said the first bouquet a man receives is usually at his tombstone.

Today, I finally received flowers from my sister.

My heart had been restless for a long time. Suddenly, I reached out and put my arm around the girl’s slender waist, buried my face in her hair, and hugged her tightly.

My sister didn’t understand, but she could clearly sense my excitement. She reached out and hugged my shoulder, speaking softly as if coaxing a child: “Okay, okay, it’s just a bouquet of flowers. I’ll bring you flowers every day from now on, okay?”

I looked up at my sister’s delicate red lips and gently kissed them.

My sister looked a little embarrassed when I kissed her.

I have to say, before I aroused her desire, this little girl was still a bit reserved around me.

I took my sister’s delicate hand and said gently, “Perfect timing, I also have something to give you.”

My sister gripped my hand tightly, her peach-blossom eyes full of laughter: “What? Take me to see it quickly.”

I led my sister to my room and took out a bright red rose, just like the one in the rose bush.

The younger sister’s beautiful eyes widened in disbelief: “This is for me?”

“What else?” I mimicked my sister’s tone, “Today is our first day of dating.”

The younger sister accepted the red rose, her face appearing even more radiant in its glow. Her peach-blossom eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and her pretty face beamed with an undisguised smile.

My younger sister exclaimed, “What a coincidence…”

I ran my fingers across my sister’s palm: “What does this mean? It means we’re on the same wavelength. Don’t people say that twins have a telepathic connection?”

The younger sister gently inhaled the fragrance of the red rose and then lightly kissed the petals: “I must take care of this flower.”

I gently stroked my sister’s hair: “It’s probably impossible to raise her.”

Hearing this, the younger sister pouted and said, “But this is the first gift you’ve ever given me in love, and I don’t want it to wither away like this.”

I thought for a moment and said, “Then let’s find a professional shop to make these two roses into specimens, so they can be preserved forever.”

“Yes, yes!”

The younger sister wholeheartedly agreed, and she lowered her head to gently sniff the rose again: “It smells so good.”

She held the rose to her cheek and playfully asked me, “Who’s prettier, me or the rose?”

I chuckled and said, “The most beautiful flower in the world cannot compare to even a fraction of your captivating smile.”

My sister stuck out her little tongue at me and said, “Wow, no wonder you’re a top student, you can even say such sweet nothings.”

She carefully put the rose away, and then suddenly kissed my lips.

My sister smiled and said, “This is a reward for how thoughtful you are.”

Yes, my younger sister is more lovable now.

Faced with such an adorable younger sister, I feel like I’m about to become her slave and captive.

I bent down and kissed my little sister’s lips: “How about a few more rewards?”

The younger sister giggled and turned her head away, saying, “No, no, if there are too many rewards, will it still be considered a reward?”

However, she still gently kissed my lips: “Don’t do it again.”

I pulled my sister out of the room: “I was just about to make dinner, what would you like to eat?”

My younger sister shook her head: “Never mind, I’d rather not eat it.”

I asked, puzzled, “What’s wrong? Aren’t you going to eat dinner?”

The younger sister rubbed her lower abdomen sheepishly: “But I haven’t stopped eating all day, and my stomach is still a little full.”

“Alright, this will save me some cooking time.”

I then reminded her, “Mom just told me to check your homework. You probably haven’t done your homework for this weekend, have you?”

My sister’s face fell immediately upon hearing this, and she quickly grabbed my arm, crying, “Brother, help!”

I pretended to be in a difficult position: “But I still have to cook.”

Okay then~

My sister’s eyes darted around, and she instantly had an idea. She waved her phone at me: “I forgot I even had a phone. Why don’t I just take a picture and search for the question?”

I pinched her nose: “Don’t just think about taking shortcuts, you still need to improve your grades.”

The younger sister drawled out her words in a coquettish tone, “Okay, dear brother…”

Her voice is sickeningly sweet.

I couldn’t help but shiver: “No, no, no, you calling me ‘brother’ is giving me goosebumps.”

My sister and I sat down on the sofa: “Since Mom isn’t here anyway, tell me the truth, how many points can you get on the test now?”

My younger sister gets all shy and hesitant when we talk about grades. She dawdles with me for ages before finally whispering, “Six hundred points, I guess…”

“Six hundred?” I rubbed my chin, frowning deeply. “Lin Xi, you only scored six hundred in nine subjects in your first year of high school?”

“oops!”

My sister got upset when she heard that. She reached out her little hand and gently pushed me, saying, “Well, I guess I’ve improved! You know how bad my grades used to be.”

“well…”

I sighed softly: “With your grades, you can only get into an ordinary first-tier university, or even a second-tier university, at best.”

The younger sister looked slightly dejected: “What can I do?”

“Lin Xi, don’t you want to go to the same university as me in the future?”

“With your grades being so good, I definitely can’t reach you.”

“I plan to apply to China University of Political Science and Law, not Tsinghua or Peking University.”

Upon hearing this, the younger sister’s eyes lit up slightly: “China University of Political Science and Law? How many points do you need?”

“It’ll probably cost a little over six hundred, right?”

My sister’s beautiful eyes dimmed again instantly. She nestled her head in my arms, her two slender legs propped up on the sofa: “Sigh… even if I were killed, I still couldn’t get a score of 600-plus.”

I gently stroked her delicate cheek: “Can’t you try harder? After all, it’s only the beginning of the first year of high school, there are still three years to go.”

“All right…”

The younger sister clearly lacked confidence and her answer was not very assertive.

Seeing this, I gently coaxed her, “What if you also get into China University of Political Science and Law? Wouldn’t it be great if you and I rented a place off-campus and lived our own little world together?”

Upon hearing this, the younger sister’s pretty face flushed slightly, and she said coquettishly, “Oh, you perverted brother, so that’s what you were planning?”

She sat up from my lap and asked fiercely, “So, now that we’re living together, you’re planning to take advantage of me and leave me alone?”

I pulled her down and pinned her beneath me, gently inhaling the pleasant scent emanating from her body: “What if I said I wanted to devour you right now?”

My sister shrank her neck slightly. She pushed me a few times, but clearly couldn’t move me, and her momentum instantly weakened.

She said softly and sweetly, “Good brother, I know you won’t bully your little sister…”

I reached out and tugged at the thin belt around her waist, deliberately trying to scare her, saying, “That’s hard to say, after all, we’ve done such intimate things.”

My sister looked at me with a sly smile, a mischievous glint in her eye, and asked timidly, “Brother, what are you going to do…?”

I loosened the thin belt of her long dress: “Don’t you know what I’m going to do?”

The little girl’s face was flushed, and she bit her lower lip tightly, her expression showing great struggle.

I gently stroked the soft flesh of her round thighs, still teasing her.

After about ten seconds, the younger sister seemed to have made a huge decision, and said in a tone as if she were going to her death, “Fine, if you want to do it, then do it! At worst, we’ll have sex first and then fall in love!”

“Um?!”

What kind of outrageous and inappropriate language is this?!

I was slightly taken aback, but then I found it a bit funny. It seemed this little girl was really going all out.

I looked at my sister beneath me, her eyes tightly shut, trembling with nervousness, and gently pinched her soft buttocks beneath her skirt: “Alright, get up, I won’t tease you anymore.”

“Um?”

My younger sister looked at me, puzzled: “Aren’t you going to do it anymore?”

I pretended not to understand: “What?”

“you…!”

My sister looked embarrassed and angry. She kicked me hard with her beautiful white-socked foot and yelled, “Get out! Get out!”

I quickly grabbed her small feet and couldn’t help but hold her toes and gently sniff them. There was no strange smell; instead, there was a faint fragrance of a young girl.

Holding my sister’s delicate little feet, I felt an urge to have her perform foot fetish on me.

“You’re a pervert…”

I tickled the sole of her foot: “Have you forgotten how you used to like stepping on me? Now you have the nerve to call me a pervert?”

“That’s different…”

“What’s different?” I deliberately lifted her skirt, revealing a section of her smooth, snow-white thigh. “I’ve smelled that place before, so what’s a little smell on your toes?”

I’m ignoring you now…

My sister clearly remembered that I had buried my face between her legs that morning to smell her private parts.

She freed her small feet from my hand and quickly ran back into the house, her slippers making a “pat pat pat” sound.

I looked at my sister’s tall and beautiful back and smiled gently.

Deep down, although I didn’t intend to take my sister right there and then, I did have the thought of taking off her underwear and carefully checking whether she was a virgin.