About my hopeless brother and sister

The would-be president left his mouth open and said, "What a boring brother."

"Yeah, yeah, I'm sorry I'm so boring, you put your clothes on and then get ready for breakfast, since I said I'm going to buy a swimsuit... I don't think there's a store that sells it at this time of the day."

"Why don't you just go to the store on the beach and check it out?"

"Are there still shops open at the beach at this time of year? Use your brain to think about it and know."

I sighed, this was a very real problem indeed, I could only go to the last mall I went to with Wu Moxie, after all, at that time I seemed to remember selling these things on the first floor, though I wasn't sure, there were still some for sale now.

Walking into the kitchen and casually dealing with breakfast, our breakfast was still very simple. After we finished eating, I walked out of the room with that pervert of a chairman.

A cold wind blew through....

"Can we go back?"

I wrapped the scarf around my neck and said to the pervert next to me. The pervert was only wearing a coat and just pantyhose underneath, I had no idea why the pervert wasn't cold, was it because the pervert was always energetic?

"No, brother you can't watch everyone else have a bathing suit but your dear sister who doesn't."

"I don't care."

I sighed, then said, "By the way, which of your clubs was unlucky at the end of the judging."

"There wasn't any club that was unlucky, we were judged with a fair and impartial heart, even if my dear brother was sick, I didn't deflate the literary club oh."

The president looked at me somewhat unhappily, well well well, it's my fault, I've always felt that the president's work is nothing important, but the president still values her work as president and handles it very seriously, it's really not good that I'm bantering questions like this ah.

"So, how's the literary club?"

"Good, the right number of people are there, and, you know brother, you turned in a total of twice as many book reports."

"Twice as many?"

I frowned, that wasn't quite the right number, I thought they were supposed to be able to assign my part and hand in the same number of copies, even if each of them wrote one for me, it was less than twice as many.

The president's lips grinned lightly, then he said, "I won't tell you."

"Cut."

I sighed, looked at the President, and poked her in the waist.

Really, not even if I wanted to hide it.

"But to say the least, only one club was taken."

The President laughed, dodging my attack, then jumped back briskly and said.

"Which one?"

I wasn't interested.

"The debate club. The same club that used to communicate with you."

"Ah, that club, I remember that person didn't even come in the end."

At that time I knew that club was finished, so looking at it like that it was really finished. "Yeah, it's understaffed and it doesn't have any achievements, so naturally such societies should be banned."

The president of the club looked at the sky and said.

"Well."

I nodded, I couldn't really blame the debate club entirely for this, after all, how can you get anything done with something like debate? Unless it's a school tournament, but unfortunately, our school doesn't have any debating tournaments. And a tournament with an outside school is also not possible, considering safety and such.

So, heartbreaking for the debate club for a second.

"By the way, right, brother."

The president skipped two steps to me, looked me in the eye, and smiled.

"What for?"

I looked at her a little puzzled.

"Nothing, calling you."

"Che..."

Reach for the waist!

Chapter 108 on my very complicated selection process.

"Welcome, picking out a bathing suit at this time of year, is it a winter swim?"

I could tell that this salesman is probably no business for a long time, the entire floor of the shop selling swimwear closed, only a few shops are still open, when we walked into a shop selling swimsuits, the salesman seemed to play XX pioneer.

The president looked at the swimsuits everywhere with great interest. I scanned them, I wasn't really interested in them because I didn't wear them at all.

"Nah nah, what do you think I'd look good in?"

I'm sorry, I really don't know the difference between these two swimsuits except for the different colors, and you know I'm hopelessly colorblind when it comes to choosing clothes. I don't think there's anything wrong with that even if I lived in the fifties or sixties, instead I think that simple clothes like that are very nice.

"You pick it out yourself."

I lowered my head and continued to play with my phone, what you wear yourself is your own business, it has nothing to do with me. Whatever you're comfortable with is what you're chanting.

"That, little brother, I think you should still look at it..."

The saleswoman, who wasn't really much older than me, patted me on the shoulder with a grin, then pointed to the chairman's side and said, "A swimsuit is something like that, comfort is one thing, but really, it's more for other people to see, and I'm sure your girlfriend is buying it because she wants you to see it, so it's most important to buy one that you think looks good. "

Well...is that so? Hmmm... I see, that makes sense, if the point of a dress's existence is to make someone look good, then the important criterion for whether or not the dress has any meaning is whether or not that person thinks it looks good, hmmm, well, if you look at it that way, my words are important.

Wait....

Is there something wrong with it?

Girlfriend? Girlfriend? What are you talking about? This pervert is my girlfriend? You told me this was my girlfriend? Can't you see we look alike? Besides, would I choose this pervert as my girlfriend? I'd go crazy with a girlfriend like that!

"That's right, that's right, honey, you can see that people can see it, you come and see."

The president with a bad smile, jumped over and pressed my back tightly, rubbing against it, this sentence dear and this action made me feel like it was simply an enlarged version of Lin Yiran ah. But Lin Yiran's words would have been more affectionate at this point.

"We're not a couple, we're brother and sister."

I stood up, shrugged off this huge backpack on my back, and then looked at the salesman and said. Well, it wasn't really important in this case, but I still wanted to explain it properly.

The salesman laughed awkwardly, and then said, "Your sister is really pretty, you are really close, as a brother, you also want your sister to be as pretty as possible. Well, I'm sure my sister would want her brother to like it, too. So let's take a look."

I sighed and looked at the chairman, then said, "I can't tell if you don't put it on reasonably, so it's better if you wear it and I'll take a look."