Can Someone Please Go After My Sister!?!?! - Chapter 19

The plot of the book

My sister's face turned red all the way to her neck...

But her fingers kept flipping, and she clicked on them one by one at a very fast speed - Hey, are you shy or curious?

"Give me your phone!" I gritted my teeth and leaned out from the dining table, "That's my privacy!"

"Pah!" Her face turned red. "I'm the main character in this movie! How can this be counted?"

I didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "My dear lady, give me back my phone! Don't look at it!"

My sister and I played the game "Emperor Qin Walking Around the Pillar" around the table. After five minutes, I gave up.

I've already seen it, what else can I do?

I stared at Tao Yao weakly: "You've seen enough, just give me back my phone..."

My sister narrowed her eyes and looked at me with a hint of contempt: "I didn't expect you would actually let that witch do such a thing."

"Hey! Am I that boring?" I retorted, "You are a living person standing here, and I am going to look at someone else's drawing book?"

"What do you mean?" My sister puffed up her cheeks, her eyes a little annoyed, "You still want to use real weapons on me?"

"Uh... that's not what I meant..."

The WeChat sound suddenly rang again.

Lin Taoyao shook her phone at me and smiled triumphantly: "That witch sent you a voice message? Don't you want to listen to it?"

I shook my head like a rattle and smiled ingratiatingly: "I can do it myself. I can listen to it myself..."

My sister sneered and turned on the speaker.

A somewhat proud voice was heard: "Brother Yushan! How is the painting? This is my masterpiece!"

I smiled awkwardly: "Sister, I have to reply to them, right?"

Tao Yao narrowed her eyes and deliberately pinched her throat: "Then...Brother Yushan, do you think my painting is good?"

I made a vomiting expression to her, and my sister wrinkled her nose in displeasure: "Why, do you have any objections?"

"Oh, you really disgust me..."

The younger sister stamped her feet, angrily took out a recorder from her pocket, pressed it, pointed it at the phone and pressed play: "I have an impulse towards you...it's nothing."

Hey! What on earth are you doing?

My head buzzed and I felt my social credit and image in Liu Qingxu's heart plummet.

"Stop it! Give me your phone!"

Lin Taoyao mercilessly pointed at the phone again and pressed the play button on the recorder: "Quick, give it to me...quickly give it to me...give it to me..."

I was really furious. My hands were shaking with anger. I clenched my teeth and stared at Tao Yao.

There should be limits to joking! My brother has to work as a tutor to earn money to support the family!

Seeing me shaking with anger, my sister hesitated and gently put the phone on the table: "Here, I'll give it back to you."

"Recorder!" I squeezed out a few words from between my teeth.

"No!" The younger sister cautiously put the recorder into her chest pocket, "This is evidence."

I didn't waste my time talking to her, I just roared and rushed around the table towards her.

Tao Yao was startled and ran towards the living room with a scream.

I must cure your arrogant temper!

My insides twisted as if I had drunk a kettle of hot water in one breath, and the anger made my stomach feel burning.

I pushed her down hard on the sofa. Taoyao screamed in tears and was pressed under me, desperately protecting her chest pocket.

I rode on her back to suppress her movements, pulled her arms apart with one hand with great effort, and groped into her breast pocket with the other hand.

Feeling my hands groping her body, Taoyao let out a scream that was almost like crying, turned her head and bit my evil claws hard!

"Ouch!" I gasped in pain, grinning, "Why did you bite me, girl?"

"Get lost, pervert!"

"Give me the pen!" I pulled one of her arms away viciously. The thin clothes on Taoyao's chest were pulled pitifully, and the neckline was seriously deformed. The pink underwear with pleated lace was clearly visible from my angle.

My sister kicked the sofa with her legs and twisted her hands wildly.

But I pressed on her back, making it impossible for her to put up any effective resistance.

"Give me the pen!" I looked at the row of teeth marks on my hand and said viciously, "I'll give you one last chance!"

"Get out of here!" She realized that her clothes had been torn loose and deformed, and in fear she pressed her upper body on the sofa to avoid further exposure.

In this case, don't blame me...

I struggled to put my hand between her body and the sofa, and felt deep inside, searching for a pocket...

My sister frowned tightly and a strange blush appeared on her face.

"Stop..." Her voice was filled with tears...

I also felt something was wrong - but it’s okay, I gritted my teeth, I can’t give up at this time!

I suddenly reached out... and finally touched the edge of the pocket!

But it's not right - are her pockets ruffled? And why are they a little stiff?

I carefully felt the shape of the thing with my hands...

Semicircle?

Oh my god! I screamed, pulled my hand away quickly as if I had touched a poisonous snake, quickly left the sofa, and stared at her blankly.

I touched the wrong layer…it wasn’t the outside of the clothes – it was the inside…

In other words, the semicircular piece of fabric is actually...

I felt guilty and hardly dared to look at her.

My sister looked at me exhaustedly, as if she had suffered a great insult. She silently tidied her clothes, covered her chest with her head down, walked past me quickly, and slammed her door.

Hello……

This 'afterwards' atmosphere...

I felt like the sky was falling down...

I slumped on the sofa, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, looking at my left hand with regret.