Chapter 9

“I haven’t seen my brother for a month. Can’t we get closer?” My sister retorted with her neck stiffened in my arms.

“Okay, get down quickly, don’t make mom angry.” I reached out and stroked my sister’s high ponytail, which was silky and smooth.

“If I tell you to get down, get down quickly.” Mom’s words left no room for negotiation.

My sister pouted her lips in dissatisfaction, her lips were pink and tender, and she muttered softly: “You are infringing on my freedom and human rights.”

My mother, who obtained a master’s degree in law more than a decade ago, was amused by my sister and laughed out loud: “What do you know about human rights and freedom? Huh?”

“Anyway, you are infringing on my freedom and human rights now.”

My sister got off me and stretched her body on the back seat. She leaned her back against her schoolbag, and her long and beautiful legs were a little unreachable, so she had to stretch them in my arms.

“Massage my feet.” My sister kicked off her shoes and put a pair of small feet wrapped in thin white socks into my arms.

“You want to be beaten again?” I gently tickled her soles, causing her to laugh and struggle.

It seems that my sister has returned to her willful and naughty nature.

Mom held her forehead in the front seat and said helplessly: “Bella, can you pay attention to your image?”

“Stop, stop, stop!” My sister interrupted my mother and said: “Dear Ms. Emma, ​​your son is a senior student, but your daughter is only a freshman, okay?”

While she was talking, she kicked me a few times with her little feet in dissatisfaction, indicating that I should massage her feet quickly.

“If you were as good as your brother, I would have less worries.” Mom sighed slightly.

“I can’t compare, he is a genius, skipped a grade to the third year of high school, but it’s a pity that your daughter is just a mediocre one.” My sister stretched lazily and answered casually.

“Since we are talking about studying, have you improved your grades?” Mom turned her pretty face to ask, and saw my sister lying on the back seat with her legs spread out, without any ladylike image, and sighed softly again.

“It’s OK, Mom. I tell you, I was so bad at studying before, it was definitely because of the junior high school teacher! You see, I met my mentor after coming to the girls’ high school, and my treasure was discovered by the teacher!” My sister said a little arrogantly.

Mom chuckled: “Okay, okay, I’ll see if you have made any progress after your exam.”

My sister smiled guiltyly: “Mom, our family is so rich, why do you care so much about my grades? It’s not a big deal to arrange a job for me at that time?”

My mother’s voice was a bit preachy: “Do I let you study for that graduation certificate? Even if I arrange a job for you in the company, do you think you can do it with your ability?”

“Just talk, why are you so fierce...” My sister vented her dissatisfaction with my mother on me, she kicked me hard: “Why are you standing there, give me a massage quickly!”

“There are only two people in the family, I think you want to offend everyone in the family.” I held one of my sister’s beautiful feet in my hand and gently kneaded it through the white socks.

Even through a layer of white socks, I can feel how small and cute my sister’s beautiful feet are, and how white and smooth her skin is.

Holding my sister’s little feet, my heart was rippling, and I felt a faint fire in my body, and my penis also had a tendency to rise.

My mother’s beautiful feet appeared in front of me. I secretly compared them while massaging my sister. The two jade feet can only be said to have their own merits.

Somehow, I took off my sister’s white socks and directly held my sister’s naked smooth jade feet in my hands, stroking them back and forth.

My sister felt something strange, and her pretty face was slightly rosy, but she didn’t struggle.

My mother glanced back slightly and said, “Pay attention to the distance.”

“He is my brother, what’s the matter?” My sister didn’t care.

“Okay, okay, I won’t press it anymore.” I pushed my sister’s little feet aside. On the one hand, the penis in my pants had swelled and couldn’t be restrained, and on the other hand, I didn’t want to make my mother angry.

“No, hurry up!” My sister stretched out her long legs and kicked me, her two naked beautiful feet kicking me, as if she was massaging me.

“Your feet are too smelly.” I pretended to be disgusted and quietly adjusted my sitting position, worried that my pants would be discovered by my sister.

“You dare to say my feet are smelly?” My sister opened her eyes wide, her face full of disbelief. The next second, her jade feet stepped heavily on my face: “Smell my feet carefully, are they smelly? I am a young girl with a fragrant body, and you dare to say my feet are smelly?”