Chapter 209 There's a story to hear every day
What's it like to come home late and find a cute little sister in your bed?
Lou Yansui's heart melted.
He held his soft, cuddly little sister in his arms, his voice softening as he asked, "Mao Mao, you waited especially for me to come back?"
"Um!"
Mao Mao yawned sleepily, tears welling up in her eyes, her voice soft and low: "Brother, you're back so late."
Lou Yansui immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, Mao Mao, I've kept you waiting."
He immediately asked, "Why did you wait for me?"
"hold head high……"
Mao Mao, whose little head was filled with sleepiness, thought blankly for a long time before finally remembering: "Mao Mao wants to hear her brother tell Mao Mao's story."
Lou Yansui was unable to utter a single word.
He scolded himself inwardly: Why did I stay out so long? I made Mao Mao wait for so long!
He felt even more guilty: "But I haven't had time to write a new story yet."
"Then, Mao Mao will listen next time."
After saying that, Mao Mao tilted her head, unable to resist the drowsiness, leaned against her brother, closed her eyes, and fell asleep again.
Lou Yansui held his younger sister, his heart melting completely. He held her for a long time before reluctantly putting her down. He gently placed her in bed and covered her with the blankets again.
Although I desperately wanted to crawl into bed and sleep with my sister, I couldn't.
Lou Yansui sniffed herself.
Compared to his sweet and soft younger sister, he had a lingering odor after playing all day.
Moreover, he still has homework to do.
Lou Yansui quickly took a shower, then took out her notebook from her schoolbag and began doing her homework.
He finished his homework quickly, without spending too much time. Finally, as usual, he took out a workbook from his bag and opened it. There were still several handwritten questions waiting to be answered.
But he had been out too long in the evening and it was getting late. He glanced back at the lump on the bed, didn't think much of it, and stuffed the exercise book back into his bag.
"Maomao?"
Lou Yansui called out softly.
The little bundle of milk in the blankets was fast asleep and didn't respond to him as usual.
But that's okay.
Lou Yansui squeezed into the quilt, stretched out his arm, and gently pulled his sister into his arms. He affectionately rubbed his face against Mao Mao's soft, fleshy cheeks, and the warmth seemed to melt away all bad emotions.
I slept soundly until dawn.
The next morning, when Mao Mao opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was her brother's handsome face.
Lou Yansui woke up before her and greeted her gently, "Mao Mao, good morning."
"elder brother!"
Mao Mao grinned and snuggled into his arms with practiced ease. She said happily, "Brother, you've stolen me again."
Lou Yansui: "..."
Lou Yansui: "Mao Mao, have you forgotten? You came here by yourself yesterday."
Mao Mao stared blankly for a moment, then exclaimed, "...Oh!"
Yes, it was Mao Mao who came by herself!
Last night, after listening to her second brother read her a story, Mao Mao wanted to hear another story about Maomao, so she went to find her fourth brother. But she waited for a long time and her brother didn't come home, so Mao Mao waited until she fell asleep.
Mao Mao climbed out of bed and followed her brother with her short legs, acting as his little tail.
She went into the bathroom with Lou Yansui to wash up, and with her chubby little face upturned, she complained, "Brother, you came back so late yesterday."
"I'm sorry, Mao Mao, for keeping you waiting." Lou Yansui wiped her face while assuring her, "I'll definitely go home as soon as school is over this afternoon."
"MaoMao is waiting for her brother!"
"Moreover, I'll start writing Mao Mao's story right away," Lou Yansui assured him. "Mao Mao will have a new story to listen to tonight."
"Wow!"
Mao Mao's eyes sparkled, and she cheered happily. She tried to shake her head, but her brother held her down and carefully wiped her chubby little face.
but……
Mao Mao happily counted the days in her mind, then looked up in confusion at Lou Yansui brushing his teeth in the mirror: "Brother, I heard a new story the day before yesterday."
As her most loyal little reader, Mao Mao remembers the update frequency of Maomao's stories.
When my older brother wasn't in school, we'd hear new stories every few days.
Since my brother started school, updates have become slower, and it takes a long time to write a single story.
But there's nothing we can do about it, because my brother has to go to school, do his homework, and do extra exercises. He doesn't have much time left to write Maomao's stories; it takes several days to finish one. I heard a new story the day before yesterday, but I probably won't hear it today.
Lou Yansui: "Yes, it was there the day before yesterday, and it's here again today."
"Brother, aren't you going to school anymore?"
“I go to school and I also write stories for Maomao,” Lou Yansui said. “I finish my homework quickly, and I use the rest of my time to write stories for Maomao so that she has a story to listen to every day.”
"oh!"
Lou Yansui stuffed a stack of blank manuscript paper into his schoolbag. As he left, he made a pinky promise with his sister, "Mao Mao, when I get home from school, I'll tell you a story."
Mao Mao nodded her little head vigorously and said loudly, "Mao Mao is waiting for her brother!"
At the dining table, Lou Heming and Lou Fengju exchanged a glance and shook their heads helplessly.
With Mao Mao's story going, no one can compete with her. It seems that for the next few days, Mao Mao will be sleeping with Asui.
Lou Heming turned to the next page of the newspaper and continued reading.
He had just learned how to read fairy tales and had a heartwarming time with Mao Mao, but this method was about to become ineffective.
There are only so many fairy tale books on the market, and once they're finished, they're gone. Unlike Asui, he can't write stories either.
What other ways are there to attract my sister's attention?
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