They Gather Here

Self-hypnosis like crazy.

It's a pity that it didn't seem to work. Luo Zhen couldn't help but sucked in a breath of cold air while walking.

Is it that heavy?

Feeling embarrassed, Erina slightly adjusted her posture in the opponent's arms, the soft body seemed to be exuding nuclear heat.

Terrible!

Luo Zhen shivered and muttered something: "nā mó sà duō nán, sānmiǎo sān pú tuó, jù zhī nán, dá zhí tuō, ǎn, zhé lì zhǔ lì, zhǔn tí suō pó hē."

"What?" Erina was confused.

""Qingxin Pu'an Mantra", reading and reciting the thought is profound, without the slightest hypocrisy and artificiality, it can clear the heart and calm the mind, eliminate troubles and stop evil, and it is a good companion for self-cultivation and self-cultivation."

"If you want to be mad, I'll just say it!"

When Luo Zhen saw that the other party was really showing signs of getting angry, he hurriedly carried her and ran all the way, making her lie flat on the spring bed.

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Chapter 30 Three Flashes of the King’s Way and Hot and Spicy Pig’s Trotters

Being turned into a red wave, the branches trembling and flowers...

I know you want to see driving, sorry, it's impossible. (laugh)

In the dead of night, lonely men and widows...

Luo Zhen first went back to the bathroom to turn off the shower, and then returned to the bedside to serve Miss Nakiri.

"Is it swollen?" he asked.

"How do I know?" Erina asked angrily.

"Then...ahem...can I see it?"

"..."

"..."

Quiet.

I understand, I didn't say "no" but it means "yes", it's a bit of a style of "a woman says 'no', that's a 'yes'".

Luo Zhen bent down and leaned over to look over.

Emmmm......

Why don't you feel swollen?

He pinched it lightly, but he didn't expect the other party to have no response, so he couldn't help being a little dazed.

"Doesn't it hurt?" he asked.

"Does it hurt... or... does it hurt?" Erina was vague.

Done!

I don't even have consciousness!

Luo Zhen was afraid of delaying the timing of treatment, so he dared to neglect, so he hurried to the door, pulled the hinge, and made a "cracking, crackling" sound.

Erina called from behind, "Where are you going?"

"Look for a doctor." Luo Zhen replied naturally.

"..."

"..."

Got it, the same sentence——

Didn't say "no" means "yes".

Luo Zhen pulled the hinge even faster, and saw the streetlight outside shining into the house, casting a tall figure.

however……

"Who asked you to find a doctor?" Erina's voice was obviously annoyed.

"Pfft!" Luo Zhen almost spurted blood.

Sure enough, the girl's mind cannot be guessed, and she can't understand after guessing.

At this moment, Luo Zhen somewhat understood why Mr. Inokashira became a lonely gourmet. Compared with the incomprehensible daughter's heart, it is better to understand food.

He sighed, pulled down the shutter door, and squatted down in front of Erina again.

"Is it really all right?" he asked.

"Xiao Zhen, you used to be like this, always talking unnecessary things." The girl was dissatisfied.

"I'm worried about you."

"Well……"

Erina blushed.

This time, Luo Zhen could somewhat understand the other party's thoughts, so he went back to the bathroom, completely soaked the towel with hot water, and then returned to the room, squatting down to help the girl wipe her legs.

The warm feeling made Erina drowsy.

She squinted her eyes like a cat, showing a cute expression, and almost purred.

good chance!

"Does it still hurt?" Luo Zhen asked.

"It doesn't hurt... hiss... it hurts!" Erina became furious, "Are you sneak attacking?"

"..."

"..."

Quiet for the nth time tonight.

The two looked at each other.

After an unknown amount of time, Luo Zhen suddenly burst out laughing, "Pfft!"

Erina was still angrily dissatisfied at first, but then she couldn't help it anymore, she first smiled with her lips covered, and then turned into a "giggle" smirk.

Suddenly, she grabbed Luo Zhen and exerted all her strength.

This was originally intended to pull the other party into bed, but because of the wrong angle of the force, it turned into persecution——

Luo Zhen covered the soles of the girl's feet with his face.

Or, the reverse is also true, the soles of the girl's feet are covered with Luo Zhen's face.

Although there is no unpleasant smell, this feeling of being S*M by the queen is really weird, but any normal man has to whisper in his heart.

"What are you doing?" He was confused.

"Hiss..." Erina gasped, "It hurts a bit."

"..."

"..."

"Stupid girl, you seem really twisted."

"Pfft!" Erina laughed foolishly again, and then got louder and rolled into a ball on the spring bed.

This girl is crazy.

Luo Zhen checked it a little bit, and made sure there was nothing wrong, so he couldn't help but let out a long breath.

He rolled his eyes, climbed onto another spring bed by himself, lay down side by side with the girl, and looked at the ceiling in the dark night.

Gradually, Erina stopped smiling, and her breathing gradually became smoother.

Luo Zhen could see the ups and downs of her chest out of the corner of his eyes, so he said, "Eri, go to sleep."

"I'm different from you, and I don't have to go to class tomorrow." Erina first made an excuse, and then changed the subject, "Aren't you going to take a shower?"

"You sprained your ankle. I must put the wounded person to sleep first."

"Do you think I'm an old Chinese?"

"what is that?"

"The aristocratic class that existed between the Meiji Restoration and the end of World War II."

If you don't consider the time period, the word "noble class" is really the most perfect definition for Erina.

Of course, Luo Zhen wasn't low enough to talk about that. He just raised his hands above his head, straightened his legs, and then yawned loudly.