My sister can't be Ying Li Li

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The singing stopped suddenly, and a climax broke out in the a cappella singing, and the gentle syllables were repeated.

"ゆらり, ゆらり, dance flower bonfire! (Swaying, swaying, dancing flower bonfire!)"

"Please convey to you how much I want to see you..."

Hanabi sang the song "Bonfire of Flowers" over and over again, roasting various ingredients and smearing them with oil. With a sound of "Zi", the air was filled with fragrance. I don't know if it was the singing or the fragrance that attracted the girls, dragging their wet and hungry bodies over, like salivating zombies.

Hanabi joked: "It seems that the singing is the signal for dinner."

"Just to see if you are lazy, barbecue guy." Yao said with a smile.

The clear and melodious male voice is enough to attract people, but singing cannot be a meal. These little greedy cats were indeed attracted by the food. All kidding aside, it is rare to see such a good-looking barbecue guy. His handsome face, illuminated by the firelight and not bothering to wipe away the sweat, has a different kind of charm.

Everyone used gluttony to cover up their gaffes.

"Meat, I want meat!" Xi shouted like a three-year-old child.

She and Guonan were contracted to serve as meat eaters together, sniffing the delicious barbecue with a satisfied look on their faces.

Hanabi said helplessly: "Aren't you afraid of gaining weight?"

Guonan and Xi looked back blankly with meat in their mouths. The white rabbit on the upper body tightens the swimsuit and sways slightly, which seems to confirm the lyrics "swaying, swaying". Anyway, no matter how much they eat meat, these two people will only get fat like this.

Hua Yang likes rice the most. When he turns on the rice cooker, he smells the aroma of rice. She said with satisfaction: "The rice is ready~"

"Hello!" Eri looked surprised.

The girls had a wonderful dinner. Hanabi was still standing by the crackling bonfire, and Eri came over and grabbed the fan, saying, "You rest for a while and let me do it."

"Yeah." Hanabi wiped her sweat.

Eri chuckled: "You, you didn't even know you had turned into a little cat."

Hanabi's face was stained with ash, and she smiled as she looked at her beautiful sister.

Eri asked with concern: "Are you full?"

"full."

Beautiful and delicious.

"Liar, all the freshly baked goods have been snatched up by Chika and Honoka. You are always gentle to girls, and you don't take care of yourself at all." Eri's beautiful eyes are like stars in the night sky, twinkling like stars. say. Hanabi had no hope of hiding this from her sister.

As if she opened the back door specially for her brother, she grilled a bunch of mixed meat and vegetable skewers, blew them gently to cool them, and brought them to Hanabi's mouth while protecting them with one hand, saying: "Ah~"

Hanabi took a bite and said, feeling embarrassed, "Sister, I'm not a child anymore."

"In my eyes, you will always be a child who will never grow up." Eri's gentle voice was as pleasant as the night wind.

Hanabi said: "But, I remember you fighting for the milk bottle with me when I was little."

Eri's face turned red and he hesitated: "Is there any?"

My sister may have forgotten about it a long time ago. Hanabi's [Complete Memory] remembers it clearly. At that time, the naughty blonde loli bit her pacifier. Eri is a little older, and she is a very caring and sensible young lady. And then... fell into the glacier.

Eri vented her anger on food, biting off vegetables, and then fed her brother a roasted meat. Meat and vegetables coexist on skewers, and you and I will be wiped out by the siblings in one bite. This way of eating is surprisingly heartwarming.

The time when siblings secretly have private meetings is always short-lived, and soon Eri is pulled away by the little girl again.

It doesn’t matter if you add pictures

Hanabi walked to the beach alone to wash her face. When she raised her head, she saw a pair of twin girls walking along the coastline. It was the two people from Holy Snow.

"Sisters Antlers?"

Shikaku Seira was taken aback for a moment, then responded quickly and generously: "Good evening, Ayase...teacher."

Shengliang hesitated what to call the young man who had the kindness to meet him, and finally chose "teacher". Ayase Hanabi is indeed an extraordinary boy. He writes very good songs, but it's a pity that he lost to them.

"I lost." Lea murmured.

In the distance, the laughter of girls floated in the wind. Combined with Hanabi's actions, Shengliang vaguely understood his identity, bit his lip, bowed deeply, and said: "Because I don't know your contact information, I want to come back here to try my luck. We just want to express our gratitude in person."

Lea couldn't help but feel disappointed. She stared at μ's and Aqours and said with a sad smile: "It's great. As long as we are a team of nine people, singing the praises of youth under the banner of dreams, we can succeed casually. We, and A -rise, it doesn’t matter in the end..."

A-rise was once the school idol who dominated the country and was Saint Snow's most admired senior. In terms of the quality of the idol alone, it is impeccable, but ultimately lost to μ’s who added to the halo of the protagonist.

Hanabi was silent.

"You understand, right? They have dreams, partners, teachers... Why don't I have anything?!" Lea shouted excitedly. The sea breeze blew away the military caps, and the two horses followed the wind.

Shengliang picked up the hat, brushed off the sand, put it on his sister's head, and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Don't you still have me?"

"Sister..." The girl's eyes were covered by the brim of her hat, hidden in the shadows, and she burst into tears.

There was nothing Hanabi could do to comfort the loser. Seeing the warm scene of his sisters, he couldn't help showing a sunny smile, and while using the head-touching technique, he said: "Let's play together."

"Is that okay?" Sister Lujiao looked timid.

"Well, everyone is easy to get along with. We will definitely become friends."

The author has something to say:

In this shrine, can just being a sister arouse your desire? Sister Tsumugi, Sister Zhiman, Sister Shengliang...

Chapter 107 Fireworks and Watermelon

On a summer night, on the beach under the hazy moonlight, everyone looked up at the bright starry sky and couldn't help but exclaim, "It's so beautiful."

When it comes to summer getaways, fireworks and watermelons are indispensable.

The girls lowered their heads, stepped on the sand with bare feet, squatted down, and each held a bunch of lit fireworks. They bloomed brilliantly, as if competing with the bright moon, reflecting the girl's swimsuit and skin. Sparks flew, bounced on the beach, and finally disappeared, falling into pieces.

Honoka reluctantly inserted the little thing that had died into the bucket that Hanabi was carrying. The sound of "this" filled the air with the smell of gunpowder and water vapor, which was the last mournful cry of the small fireworks. This conventional recycling method not only enjoys the summer fireworks, but also protects the environment.

"One more!"

"Here." Hanabi smiled, "Set off fireworks like smoking, one after another, you can't stop. Don't get addicted."

"Hanabi (fireworks)?" Chika tilted her head and raised her hand and said, "I want another biggest and most beautiful fireworks. It will be really cool when lit!"

"No!" Hanabi shouted.

The girls were having fun, jokingly "humiliating" him with their wild eyes, as if they were considering where to start igniting the fire. Hanabi is really sad. Just because she has the same name, her life is in danger if she is not careful.

Eri was surprised and said: "Hello!"

"Sister, lighting up your brother is not something worth saying 'awesome'!" Hanabi said.

The proprietress was well prepared and took out a few watermelons from the truck. Mr. Xigua attracted a wave of hatred and was placed on the beach, trembling in front of Huayang, who was blindfolded and holding a bamboo knife.