My Elder Sister is a Superstar

Qin Baobao jumped from the sofa and jumped on his brother's back. Two long legs hung around Qin Ze's waist, pinched his neck with both hands, and said angrily, "Qin Ze, you black hearted maggot, I'm going to strangle you little red guy."

Qin Baobao really wants to cry. It's hard to prevent her best friend.

Qin Ze struggled hard and wanted to throw his sister down. Qin Baobao's two legs could pinch the dead, but he couldn't fall down.

The sister and brother had a tug of war.

"What's going on? Have something to say." The old man was surprised that his daughter was so excited.

Qin Baobao ignored his father and kept scolding, "black hearted maggots, big bad."

The old man can't bear it anymore. He's a bad guy. What is Lao Tze? Grab the remote control and smoke it on her daughter's ass. Qin Baobao cried out, covering his buttocks with one hand and choking Qin Ze's neck with the other hand.

The old man smoked two more times, and then she jumped down sobbing, covered her ass, with tears in her eyes, and looked at her father wrongfully and innocently.

The old man scolded, "how old a person is, making trouble like a child, is it decent? Your mother is right, you should find someone for you. If you haven't been in love, you won't be mature."

It is mainly because there is an outsider Wang Zijin. The performance of his daughter makes the old man who claims to be a strict tutor feel quite humiliated.

"Dad, you have to hit him," Qin Baobao pointed to his brother and complained bitterly, "he hooked up with a married woman."

"Married?" The old man was very cold.

"That's not true." Qin Baobao replied.

"What are you doing without marriage?" the old man scolded.

"Then he hooked up with two." Qin Baobao is unwilling.

"That's because he has a Book... This can't be." The old man looks straight. Well, if there is an outsider, his style must be decent. "If you fall in love, you can't be too half hearted and step on two boats."

"Who steps on two boats?" Qin Ma heard the noise and came out of the kitchen.

"Mom, your son is hooking up with a married woman. Hurry up and beat him with your father." Qin Baobao poured dirty water on his brother to vent his grievances.

"Mom, don't listen to her nonsense. I'm innocent, I didn't hook up with Zhang Ya..." Qin Ze pleaded.

"Who is Zhang Ya?"

"One of my best friends." Qin Baobao said, "I've told him long ago. Don't keep hitting Zhang Ya. Pay attention. He doesn't listen. Everyone else has boyfriends. It's impossible to say when they will get married."

Qin Ze hurriedly looked at Prince Jin. Miss Wang's sister smiled faintly, with a trace of gloom and anger in her eyes.

"I didn't." Qin Ze argued loudly.

Qin Baobao cried, "there is, there is."

She suddenly squatted down, covered her stomach and sobbed.

The old man and Qin Ma didn't expect their daughter to react so much, "what's the matter? What's the matter? Just cry as you say. How old a person is, shy or not."

Qin Ze took the opportunity to ask sister Hei, "maybe I'm out of balance when I see my gossip girlfriend."

"Get out of here." Qin Baobao picked up the remote control and hit him, tearfully looking at Qin Ma: "Mom, my stomach hurts..."

It's my aunt!

Seeing this, mother Qin knew that her daughter had dysmenorrhea again, so she hurried forward to help her: "aren't you next week? Why are you in advance?"

Qin Baobao's painful face turned white and pitiful: "a Ze bought a lot of popsicles for me yesterday."

Qin Ma and the old man looked at their son angrily.

Hey, this black hearted maggot.

Don't forget to stab me at this time.

Women's menstruation is early, which is related to many factors, such as abnormal temperature and cold. It must be that she got cold at night, turned on the air conditioner and kicked the quilt.

Qin Baobao died every time she suffered from dysmenorrhea. Her fear of pain is one reason. It is said that dysmenorrhea is somewhat similar to the labor pains before natural childbirth. I think it is very painful. At that time in high school, Qin Ze searched the Internet for this answer. Laugh at my sister: "how good it is. You have a prenatal rehearsal every month."

Qin Baobao then started a tear and force war with him.

Qin Ma and Prince Jin helped Qin Baobao back to the room. The old man went to prepare brown sugar ginger tea. Although his daughter didn't often live at home, these things were always ready. Parents' love is in little drops.

After a while, Prince Jin came out.

Miss Wang picked up a watermelon and ate it.

Qin Ze worded for a moment, "sister Zijin, don't listen to Qin Baobao's nonsense. You've seen Zhang Ya, too. We're very innocent."

Prince Jin glanced at him obliquely, imitating Qin Baobao's tone: "it's none of my business."

Qin Ze grinned. Miss Wang's sister was very careful not to leak water or salt. Sugar coated shells couldn't get in, and she didn't get very angry at ordinary times. Besides, it didn't matter. Qin Ze never coaxed her. Unlike Qin Baobao, she coaxed her to be familiar with the road.

Prince Jin smiled and said, "explain to your baby that she is so jealous."

That's right

After more than ten minutes, mother Qin came out of her daughter's room and pounded the ingredients near the kitchen. It was time to prepare lunch.

"Mom, how is she?" Qin Ze shouted in the living room.

"That's it. It's better. It won't hurt in a while." Qin Ma responded.

Qin Baobao changed into a suspender shirt and blood stained underwear. He lay half dead on the bed, with his delicate eyebrows frowning.

The door opened silently. She looked up and Qin Ze came in.

"Does it still hurt?" Qin Ze went to the bedside.

"It hurts!" Qin Baobao said pitifully, "brown sugar ginger tea is useless."

"I'll rub it for you." Qin Ze said, going to lift her sister's quilt.

Qin Baobao hurriedly pressed and stared, "don't massage, you black hearted maggot."

Are half dead, but also care about these.

Qin Ze said helplessly, "peace of mind, you don't know what virtue your best friend has. She just opened her mouth like that. Don't worry, I didn't hook up with your best friend."

Qin Baobao's duplicity said, "why do you explain to me? I don't care. Explain to Prince Jin."

Qin Ze laughed: "I've already explained it, so I'm waiting to explain it to you first?"

Qin Baobao kicked the quilt with his legs angrily: "I'm so angry, ah ah..."

The action is too big, and the stomach is shaken and painful again.

He raised his sister's long legs, slowly pressed Sanyinjiao acupoint, and then Taichong acupoint on the instep. Three minutes later, it was replaced by Xuehai and Diji acupoints, and so on.

Chinese medicine proficiency was exchanged at the end of the term to treat my sister's dysmenorrhea. It has been useless since then. My sister's dysmenorrhea doesn't come every month. Fortunately, it comes again today, otherwise it will waste points... Eh, I feel wrong thinking so.

After ten minutes of repetition, Qin Baobao was much more comfortable, lying on the bed like a salted fish and lazy.

"Does it still hurt?" Qin Ze asked.

Sister Xianyu ignored him.

"Then I'll go." Qin Ze said, got up and left.

"Hey," Qin Baobao hurriedly shouted to him, "you haven't explained that chenqingyuan."

"A yellow haired girl, what's there to explain? I'm not good at this."

"Yes, there is a Miss Wang who gets along day and night. Of course, you don't like the little girl." Qin Baobao's sour way.

Seeing that Qin Ze didn't speak, she was more delicious. "I didn't know who said that she would always face her sister. Even if there was a daughter-in-law, she put her sister first."

Qin Ze was stunned: "did I say something like this?"

"You have you have." Qin Baobao shouted in the quilt, "a man who doesn't mean what he says will never marry a wife."

Qin Zexin said, I said many sweet words. I coaxed you with tricks every day. How can I remember.

Besides, can you believe the sweet words of men?

"Is sister different now?" Qin Ze is perfunctory.

"What is that sister now?" Qin Baobao kicked the quilt again. "Salted fish?"

"Don't kick, your stomach hurts again later." Qin Ze pressed her leg. "You have dysmenorrhea only when you kick the quilt in the cool at night. Elder sister Zijin told me."

"You sleep for a while."

"Can't sleep, sing me a song," Qin Baobao said, "maybe you'll fall asleep."

Qin Ze readily agreed, helped his sister with the quilt, adjusted the air conditioner to soft wind, and sat at the head of the bed: "here it is."

Qin Baobao pecked his head expectantly and stared at his brother with shining eyes.

Qin Zeyi cleared his throat: "I have a small fur stove, and I never ride it..."

Qin Baobao beat him angrily.

"What!"

"Sing wrong."

"Sing wrong? Then I'll try again."

"Well."

"I have a little sister. I never ride... Why hit me again."

Qin Baobao didn't speak, lying in the quilt, clenched his fist and thumped in Qin Ze's arms.

After coaxing his sister, Qin Ze went to the living room to pour water. The dishes smelled delicious. He glanced at the table, "Mom, it's very kind of you to know that today we go home and cook so many dishes."

Qin Ma laughed in the kitchen and said, "it's not for you. Come to the guest today."

"Guest? Who!" Qin Ze remembered that the old man seemed to say that there were guests coming.

"Your father's student, you saw it in junior high school..." Qin Ma just said, and the doorbell rang.