"Xiao Lansui, come and hug my sister."

With a surprised face, the mature man opened his hands and hugged Lan Sui.

"I don't know how old I am. Is it really okay to call myself a sister?"

Lan Sui watched the woman rushing towards her and complained casually.

Ban Yuehui, who was beside her, clearly saw that the body of the lady with orange hair suddenly stiffened, and then hugged Lan Sui with a brighter smile.

"Xiao Lansui's joke is getting more and more interesting!"

The smiling eyes seemed to be unaffected by Lan Sui's words at all.

Of course, this touch came to an abrupt end after Lan Sui's face showed an extremely painful expression. At the same time, he was still there in the voice that seemed to be squeezed out by the last trace of strength:

"Bone, the bone is about to be broken!"

"What stupid things are you saying? It's just that my hug is a little more enthusiastic."

The lady in front of Ban Yuehui with a kind smile added strength to her hands again.

"Crack~"

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Ban Yuehui seemed to hear such a sound of bone breaking. This sound seemed to be Lan Sui’s death talisman. He was already tilting his eyes back and turning as if he had no sense of consciousness.

The orange-haired lady seemed to finally realize something was wrong with Lan Sui. She finally let go of her arms, pressed Lan Sui's shoulders with both hands to look at him who was already unconscious. She tilted her head, and said as if she had discovered something:

"Hey, is Xiao Lansui very sleepy recently? She fell asleep all of a sudden!"

I think he is not asleep anyway!

Ban Yuehui, who was standing aside, wanted to complain like this, but the "person" that even Lan Sui could be easily solved really made Ban Yuehui dare not act rashly.

"However, since Xiao Lansui is already asleep, you can take a good rest."

After saying that, the orange-haired woman threw Lan "gentle" and made a "bang" sound when she threw Lan on the ground.

The orange-haired woman simply patted her palms like she threw away a heavy object instead of a person, and she looked like she didn't think she was thinking.

During this stage, Ban Yuehui just put her hands on her lower abdomen and witnessed all this without moving. It seemed that she was just simply sighing with surprise and complaining. No matter how many things were done, it was like panic, or trying to escape from this place.

At this time, the orange-haired woman seemed to finally see Ban Yuehui and bet her attention.

The eyes of people were looking at people without any concealment. It was like a scanner. After scanning Ban Yuehui from head to toe, he finally seemed to have confirmed something and said to Ban Yuehui:

"Yeah, what about the interesting little sister~"

"Gui'an, I am the master's maid, Ban Yuehui."

Ban Yuehui put her hands on her lower abdomen and bowed to the orange-haired woman in front of her.

Her greeting seemed to be a reminder, and it also made the orange-haired woman with a sudden enlightenment and reached out to say:

"My name is Sekawa Yu, just call me Sekawa."

Ban Yuehui first glanced at Sekawa's palm stretched over, and then stretched out her right hand.

A pair of equally fair and slender hands were held together.

There are many calluses on one's palm, as if they were formed after multiple exercises. However, it did not affect the softness of her palm. Instead, it felt a little itchy when she held it in her hand, which was very interesting.

The other person was as strong as her face, and was as gentle as her figure, but it was as hard as her eyes.

By the same palm, feeling the other person's character makes the other person a little surprised at the same time.

However, in just a few seconds, when Ban Yuehui was about to get back, she felt a force that could not resist and held her hand and came to the inner room of the clothing store.

"Ms. Sekawa, you are..." Ban Yuehui asked in confusion.

"Call me sister!"

It was like a roar like an ancient beast, but it didn't sound much, but it was deafening.

Ban Yuehui is not as slutty as Lan Sui, and she is very wise to change her name:

"Ms. Sekawa, please pull me into the inner room because..."

"Measure the size~"

With words for granted, Sekawa picked up a tape ruler from the table in the inner room and began to fumble on Ban Yuehui's body.

"Measure the size, this... I don't understand this!" Ban Yuehui blinked, not understanding what happened.

"What's wrong with this? Xiao Lan Sui brought you to my store, just to buy clothes for you. Raise your hand!" Finally, he said, two words that seemed undeniable, which made Ban Yuehui subconsciously raise his hand.

Then he watched Sekawa take the tape ruler around his armpit, and the thin tape ruler was tightened inch by inches behind him and outlined towards his chest.

It was a little cool and a little itchy and a bit embarrassed.

Dan Yuehui tried not to look at Sekawa's eyes, and turned her face and said with a little unnatural expression: "If you buy clothes, don't measure the size, I can wear a single size."

"But, all the clothes in my store are customized, including those on Xiao Lansui." Sekawa recorded the size with a small note, and said this to Dan Yuehui.

"Hey! Are all the clothes in the house?"

Ban Yuehui recalled the clothes inside Lan Sui's wardrobe. Ban Yuehui couldn't help but say, "They are all very good styles. I also looked at the standard location and thought it was made by a famous artist."

"Xiaohui is very good at talking!"

The hand holding the tape ruler gradually moved down to Banyuehui's buttocks. However, Sekawa did not squat down to measure like other tailorers, and stood in front of Banyuehui, looking at her with a smile.

The distance between the two is less than 10 cm.

Her breath hit her face, with a sweet breath that made people take a light breath. Then she opened her mouth and said:

"Does Xiaohui like to be bullied?"

"Bully, bully?!" Sekawa's face was getting closer little by little, making Dan Yuehui stutter while answering.

"Yeah, it's a bully~" Sekawa said, his face slowly intertwined with Dan Yuehui's face, and his soft face gently scratched her cheeks.

"I, I don't really understand what you mean."

Ban Yuehui wanted to escape very much, but she couldn't escape. Her hands, who were measuring the tape, had already locked her waist without realizing it, leaving her with no way out.

"Don't you understand?"

With a little retracted, Sekawa's index finger placed on Tatsuki Hui's soft lips and gently scratched it with her nails:

"So, do you want me to teach you my sister?"

Well, I haven't written such a plot for a long time, and I don't know how I feel.

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