"Qingqing, give me your meal card!"

"Qingqing, I've finished my driver's license exam and I'll give me your motorcycle to ride!"

"Qingqing, I've brought you back with rice. The sour and sour chicken and fish-flavored cripple you want. Look, I've brought you fried shredded potatoes!"

"Qingqing, why don't I be my sister, you be your sister?"

"Qingqing, I set my fingerprint on your phone. You are not allowed to delete it. Did you hear it? Chat history? What chat history? I accidentally saw it when setting it up, and I don't put the phone away myself!"

"Qingqing, come and braid my hair quickly!"

“…”

Zhang Yogurt has been hearing such conversations these days.

In fact, most of the behaviors are not too much. Even if Qingqing is not in a "no anger" state, the little girl told her normally that most of them can achieve their goals or not make Qingqing angry. But the problem lies here. The little girl insists on using a tough tone, like a command, to create an illusion of "I am bullying my sister" to deceive herself who has been exploited for more than ten years.

And she has not been beaten these days.

In Zhang Yogurt's heart, she actually had a vague expectation that the little girl would be beaten. The goddess she was given to was bullied like this, and she gradually felt an extreme sense of imbalance in her heart, which was sour.

Why is Xiaoxiao like this?

Why is Xiaoxiao the only one like this?

Everyone is roommate.

Oh, they are sisters, sorry...

But gradually, I discovered yogurt again

In these days, the relationship between the two sisters seems to have improved a little?

In the past, they might have had a good relationship, but due to the sisters' personalities, they still have a certain sense of distance when they get along.

At least ordinary girls don’t know how to use their sister’s meal card, don’t ask for money, and don’t take their sister’s cell phone. Qingqing’s unique practice seems to give the girl a reason to get close to her sister, making them look more like ordinary sisters.

It seems that this practice has changed more than just Qingqing.

Zhang Yogurt sat cross-legged on the living room floor, falling into thought.

so……

Can Xiaoxiao do this enhance his feelings?

If you think about it carefully, it makes sense.

Isn’t the increase in relationships most of the time, when both parties accept it, invade each other’s personal spaces in a proper way?

In this way...

Zhang Yogurt pinched his chin and stared at the floor, his eyes blurred, showing his wisdom.

The sound of footsteps came from behind.

She knew without turning around that it was Xiaoxiao, and there was a string of more tinier and more subtle footsteps, which were the peaches following her.

She can even sense and imagine their every move and expression change

Xiaoxiao walked through the aisle outside her bedroom door, and glanced at herself, but there was no expression on her face and her steps were not affected at all. She continued to pass through the area between the living room and the kitchen and the dining room, and walked towards herself and Qingqing's bedroom.

Taozi, who was following her, stopped, stretched her neck and looked at him, then trotted for a while, and continued to follow.

A man and a cat stopped at the bathroom door, and the sound of water came from inside.

"Secretary Ning, are you washing clothes?

"So diligent!

"Wash me too!"

Zhang Yogurt couldn't help but turn his head and couldn't sit still.

OK! I can't see it here!

Then I'll get up and go see it!

Zhang Yogurt paused his practice and got up and ran to the bathroom.

Qingqing squatted on the ground, with a washing basin in front of her, containing several items of clothing that were not suitable for washing with a washing machine. She was turning her head and looking at her sister standing at the door with a bunch of clothes expressionlessly.

The little girl was not afraid at all. Seeing that her sister refused to answer, she walked into the bathroom and threw her clothes into her sister's washing basin.

Qingqing looked down and continued to look at the little girl, saying lightly:

“Is there any more?”

“That’s all.”

“Is there any more?”

"If you want to wash more, I still have some clean ones there, so I can wash it more."

"Is there any new trick?"

“…”

The little girl was silent and frowned

This woman is so tenacious!

The little girl stopped talking to her and turned around and left.

Zhang Yogurt felt complicated when he saw this.

Especially looking at the little girl's clothes in the basin... If Qingqing could help her wash clothes once, even one piece, she might be so happy that she couldn't sleep all night, right?

"well……"

Zhang Yogurt sighed secretly and walked back to the living room, but heard a squeak.

"?"

Zhang Yogurt looked at the sound.

At the same time, Ning Qing also appeared at the bathroom door. Her hands had been dried and her eyes looked calmly.

I saw the little girl walking bored in the living room, holding a beige-white whistle pig in her hand. There seemed to be a small whistle inside the whistle pig. Every time I pinched the air, I would blew the small whistle and make a childish sound.

"Ji ji ji..."

"Qingqing."

The little girl raised her hand and called the pig: "Isn't this your beloved call to the pig? Look!"

"Ji, ji, ji."

Zhang Yogurt couldn't help but look back.

The roommate leaned on the bathroom door frame with a calm expression.

When Zhang Yogurt withdrew his gaze, the little girl had already pinched the pig and came to her, handed it out the pig and asked her, "Sister Yogurt, pinch it for you too!"

"?"

“It’s very fun!”

The little girl said, squeezing the pig and making a squeaking sound.

Zhang Yogurt stared at the pig in a daze.

"I...can I?"

"It's certainly possible."

The little girl's tone seemed to have a magical power.

Zhang Yogurt's eyes flashed and hesitated.

Can it really be pinched?

It seems to be the toy that my roommate loves...

When the roommate is not angry, just pinch it gently and pinch it, which is also a matter of getting closer?

It's like her sister...

Then pinch it.

Just a moment.

Zhang Yogurt stretched out his hand and pinched his fingers to call the pig.

Just use a gentle force and it will be concave.

"Shih~"

Suddenly, Zhang Yogurt's hair stood up all over his body, his scalp became numb, and Lingjue called the police crazily.

In a frightened state, his hands were unstable

The pig fell down.

At that moment, Zhang Yogurt seemed to smell the breath of death.
To be continued...