then.

Qi Qi stood there blankly for half an hour.

Yingman’s real name was even more at a loss.

She originally wanted to pollute the blank paper of Qi Qi, but in the end it was herself who was filled with shame.

Qi Qi was not moved at all because she didn’t know what they were doing.

But she didn’t feel nothing.

My body feels warm instinctively, but my heart feels inexplicably bitter.

“This is…what it feels like.”

Zhu Qi, covering her heart, didn’t understand what this meant.

Xiao Tiaoji fell asleep.

After Weiming covered her with a quilt, he stood up and sat on the edge of the bed, rubbed his hair and asked,”What are you doing here?”

Yingman’s real name’s eyes were wandering, and she didn’t dare to look at Wei Ming.

“Ming, I want to find you. I don’t know what you are doing.”

Zi Qi is a well-behaved and sensible child, and tells the truth in everything.

He pulled her to his side and sat down, touched her head, but stared at Ying Man’s real name.

“She must have encouraged you.”

As Wei Ming touched his head, he squinted his eyes comfortably and felt that the astringent feeling in his heart disappeared in an instant. It was so magical.

Yingman’s real name did not reply, and he basically defaulted to 573.

“I think you have forgotten that I can pull you out and break you down.”

Weiming narrowed his eyes slightly.

Yingman’s body began to flicker.

Her soul looked like it could dissipate at any time.

But in this situation where she would die completely in the next second, Yingman’s body was not afraid at all.

Beautiful. Her eyes looked directly into Wei Ming’s eyes.

She was not afraid of death. It would be better to say that death was a kind of relief for her.

“Tsk.”

He smacked his lips. He didn’t really want to kill her for such a trivial matter.

After solidifying her soul, he glanced at the sleeping school jojo and said,”We’ll stay here for now. Let’s go out.”

……

On the other side, Shinomiya Ayase was helping Thrush clean up the bedside of Room 1.

Those marks and traces shocked her.

Perhaps the thrush felt the movements of her hands.

Thrush woke up, and when he met the eyes of Shinomiya Ayase, his face felt hot.

“Sister, sister.”

Shinomiya Ayase gently stroked her sweat-soaked hair.

“Thank you for your hard work, thrush”

“Um…”

Mentioning this,

Thrush felt uncomfortable all over.

Especially since her sister was still helping her.

After struggling for a while, Thrush asked in a low voice:”Sister, is that… that, is it over?”

The eyes of Shinomiya Ayase were full of apology.

“Sorry, Thrush, you still need to try your best in these three days, because if it is too little, I am not sure whether it will succeed.”

“But don’t worry, there are only these three days, and everything will be left to fate from now on.”

She thought the thrush was in pain, so she could only try her best to comfort him.

“Is this like this?! Okay…okay.”

However, Thrush’s eyes were wandering.

She was shy but also had a different kind of expectation in her heart.

In her eyes, Weiming took care of her, was gentle, and always cooperated with her.

Weiming would also take her to see things she had never seen before. The beautiful scenery on the top of the mountain.

Being held in Weiming’s arms gave her a very happy fictional illusion.

She really wanted to experience it again!

That was what love in her fantasy should be like!

“Well, Ayase, you are here too.”

Weiming suddenly walked in, startling the two of them.

Thrush shrank into the quilt shyly.

And Shinomiya Ayase said softly:”Weiming-kun, you go and rest, I will take care of Thrush.”

She thought Weiming was here to take care of the thrush.

Unfortunately, she was wrong.

“Didn’t I tell you? No rest required.”

Weiming has a playful look on his face. He really doesn’t need to rest. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

“ah?”

Shinomiya Ayase and Thrush were both dumbfounded, and they (cjcd) subconsciously lowered their gazes.

“!!!”

Is he human?!

The two people couldn’t help but have this idea in their minds.

“But thrush was very tired.”

Shinomiya Ayase bit her lip. The thrush’s body is obviously not suitable at the moment.

“Um…”

Thrush actually feels pretty good?

He doesn’t need to do anything.

Wei Ming took care of the matter.

But her sister has said so, and she can’t speak, let alone speak.

“Can’t a thrush do it?”

Weiming feels that he is already very gentle, and he should have recovered after more than an hour.

However, even if it doesn’t work, he still has a way[]

“Ayase, how about you come?”

Now he looks like an evil person.

“I?!”

Shinoniya Ayase’s heart skipped a beat.

As the thrush’s sister, she was willing to bear it for the thrush, but…

Shinoniya Ayase looked down at herself sitting in the wheelchair.

Her eyes were covered by her hair, and her voice was laced. Inferiority

“I can’t move my legs, I’m just a disabled person”

“The leg problem is easy to solve.”

Weiming walked up to him, squatted down, lifted up the pajamas of her white skirt, and exposed her white calves.

Shinomiya Ayase didn’t stop her. They were just a pair of crippled legs.

When his hands gently caressed her calves, It’s impossible to feel any sensation of being touched.

That’s how it should be

“How does it feel.”Weiming gently touched her twice.

Feeling the warmth of those hands, Shinomiya Ayase said subconsciously:”Weiming-kun, your hands are so warm.”

Thrush suddenly sat up, forgetting to cover his body with the quilt and asked his sister in shock?

“Sister, can you feel the temperature in your legs?!”

“!!!”

Shinomiya Ayase reacted suddenly:”My legs!”

Are you conscious? Is it an illusion?

In response, Weiming picked up her feet and put them on the ground.

Then he stood up and stretched out his hands:”Give me your hands.”

Shinomiya Ayase blankly handed out a pair of Rouyi.

With unknown force, her whole body was pulled up.

She thought she would lose her balance, but Thrush had already stood up and was ready to caress her.

But surprisingly, Shinomiya Ayase stood firmly.

Then Weiming took a step back to make way:”Take a few steps and take a look.”

Shinomiya Ayase pursed her lips and covered her mouth with her right hand, unable to hide her excitement, but also extremely nervous.

She has been in a wheelchair for many years, and she considers the wheelchair to be a part of her.

Now that I am out of the wheelchair, I feel more unreliable and insecure.

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