The same table is actually my sick reader

Chapter 16 16. Sleeping in the same bed together (please read more!!!)

"Teacher Eternal, sleep peacefully, are you tired?"

Chirei Shiraishi looked down at Kurose Izumi's startled face, the hair that fell down due to inertia fell down on his cheeks in strands.

Hearing the words, Izumi Kurose came back to his senses, blushed and said, "I don't need your knee pillow, I can sleep by myself if I want to sleep!"

"Please let me give you a knee pillow. This is one of the few things I can do for you. It's an insignificant thing."

Shiraishi Qianlian caressed his cheek with her slender fingers that seemed to be carved like jade.

Then--

"Why did you stick it in my mouth?!"

Kurose Izumi was a little shy at first, half-pushed and half-approved, but when Shiraishi Chirei's finger was stuffed into his mouth, he suddenly realized something was wrong!
Next, do you want to play finger sucking, and then follow the trend to do this and that? !
Thinking of this possibility, Izumi Kurose's blood suddenly became hot, and his mind became dizzy.

This is definitely a gentle town!
It is impossible for him to have such a provocative, cute and gentle female reader!
"Huh? I didn't notice all of a sudden..."

Even though he said so, Shiraishi Chirei's hand did not withdraw, but rested on Kurose Izumi's thin lips.

This made Kurose Izumi afraid to open his mouth to speak, for fear that she would take advantage of it and stuff it in.

In this way, after a while, Baishi Qianlian let go of her hand: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore, you can get up."

Kurose Izumi immediately stood up as if he had been pardoned, and heaved a sigh of relief.

"If you want to sleep, go to sleep."

"Oh……"

Kurose Izumi was indeed a little sleepy. After all, he had typed so many characters, and his neck and hands were tired.

He climbed onto the bed, glanced at Shiraishi Qianrei who was sitting quietly at the side, and moved his thin lips, wanting to say something.

In the end, I endured it again.

"good afternoon."

Kurose Izumi closed his eyes, let go of his consciousness, and gradually felt sleepy.

And after he fell asleep, Shiraishi Qianlian who was beside him left the bedroom and went to the living room to take out the soundproof cotton bought this morning.

Then, she pasted the soundproof cotton on the wall - although Kurose Izumi looked honest, she might still have the thought of running away.

After finishing all this, he locked the bedroom door and closed the windows to make sure everything was correct.

"Well, that's good..."

Chirei Shiraishi nodded in satisfaction, then went to bed, lay beside Izumi Kurose, and fell asleep lightly.

She was not afraid that Kurose Izumi would wake up first and attack her.

Because before that, she will wake up.

Shiraishi Qianrei didn't sleep too soundly, she just closed her eyes and took a short rest.

Outside the window, the sky turned from bright to yellow, but in an instant.

Kurose Izumi was the first to wake up.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Baishi Qianlian's face very close at hand.

Shiraishi Qianrei seemed to be sleeping soundly, breathing evenly.

'If I take advantage of this moment, can I take off her mask and take a look at her? '

Kurose Izumi looked at her closed eyes, slender eyelashes and black mask, and suddenly thought.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand, but it hovered in mid-air.

Suddenly, he hesitated again.

Baishi Qianlian has been pretending to be herself, surely she doesn't want to be seen by him, right?

Moreover, he heard that there is a rule for masked kidnappers - they cannot see their faces.

If you saw it, you would basically be silenced!

Although it may not be silenced, Shiraishi Chirei should be angry, right?

'She kidnapped me, and I still care if she is angry or not? '

Kurose Izumi couldn't help feeling amused to himself.

In the end, he still didn't take off Shiraishi Chirei's mask.

Just keep it that way.

Maybe there are some things, it is better not to see them.

When Izumi Kurose retracted his hand and propped up his body, Qianlian Shiraishi's eyelashes moved, and the corners of her mouth hidden under the mask raised slightly.

"Well……"

She pretended to just wake up, uttered a raving, and slowly opened her eyes.

Then, watching Kurose Izumi turn his head sideways.

Watching him move his thin lips again, he said, "Morning... No, it's good night now, right?"

"It's not night yet, it's just dusk, the time of the devil." Shiraishi Qianlian propped herself up with one hand, correcting softly.

"Well, yes..."

"Are you hungry? Shall I cook?"

"it is good."

After a brief conversation, the two left the bedroom together and went outside the living room.

Chirei Shiraishi went to the kitchen to make dinner, while Izumi Kurose went into the bathroom to drain the water.

When he came out, he glanced at Qianrei Shiraishi, who was busy in the kitchen, leaving only a back view, and he felt from the bottom of his heart, if it weren't for the relationship between imprisonment and being imprisoned, it would be great.

Kurose Izumi's ideal future life is like this.

I will be a full-time writer, and the other half will be a full-time wife who can do everything, responsible for daily life and daily life.

This way, they have a lot of time to spend together and make out.

It's a pity that in the near future, someone will come to the door, and Shiraishi Qianlian will leave because of this.

No matter how difficult it is for them to meet, it is absolutely impossible for them to meet.

Thinking of this, Kurose Izumi suddenly had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

The life of these few days is quite interesting. If we don't see each other again, he will remember these few days and write them in a book when he has the opportunity to commemorate this time.

At 06:30 in the evening, dinner time was spent in small talk.

During this process, there were also a few chats, but most of them were meaningless small talk.

At eight o'clock, Chirei Shiraishi, who washed the dishes and put away the bath water in the bathtub, brought Kurose Izumi to take a bath.

This time, she let Kurose Izumi wash alone, and didn't ask to wipe her back.

And after Kurose Izumi took a shower, Shiraishi Qianrei helped him dry his hair again, and followed suit.

But just to be on the safe side, she locked Kurose Izumi in the bedroom to avoid seeing her true appearance.

After Shiraishi Qianrei took a shower, she also put on makeup and a mask as yesterday, and changed into clean and light casual clothes.

Then they washed their clothes by hand, threw them into the washing machine, and finally hung them on the windowsill to dry.

In this way, at ten o'clock in the evening, Shiraishi Qianrei turned off the light in the living room and walked back to the bedroom.

Kurose Izumi sat cross-legged in front of the small round table in the center of the room, holding a book in his hand, reading it fascinated.

Seeing this, she gently closed the door, came to the round table, and knelt on the cushion.

Izumi Kurose didn't notice Chirei Shiraishi came in and sat opposite him.

He just touched the foot of the page and turned the page, immersed in the peaceful reading time.

After a while, he closed his eyes, closed the book, and let out a soft sigh.

Seeing this, Baishi Qianlian asked softly: "Mr. Eternal, it's getting late, should we go to bed early?"

"Huh?" Kurose Izumi immediately opened his eyes, and looked at her with a wry smile, "Just call me when you come, even if you want to sleep."

"No, I can't disturb Teacher Eternal." Baishi Qianlian shook her head slightly, "Whether it's writing or reading, I don't think it's a good thing to be disturbed by others."

"You... oh." Kurose Izumi opened his mouth, and finally sighed softly.

Just now, what he wanted to say was:' Kuchiki, you are really difficult to deal with occasionally, and it makes people feel extremely gentle. '

But after thinking about it, it was a little bad to say it, so I held back.

"Hmph, should you go to bed? Teacher Eternal." Baishi Qianlian chuckled, probably guessing what he wanted to say.

"OK, good night."

"Good night."

After saying good night to each other, the two lay on their respective quilts and fell asleep with peace of mind and happiness.

　Seeking to follow up, tomorrow will be recommended, very important! ! !

　　Tuesday's follow-up decision is recommended, and you must give me one! ! !

　　Please! !

　　


(End of this chapter)