My Back Table is Actually Gabriel

The black, long straight girl flew over, snatched the notebook, hugged it in her arms, with water steaming from the top of her head, and she suppressed the shame of fainting, and hurriedly explained: "This, this is not mine. thing!"

"This is the latest notebook drawn by my cousin, just bring it to me to see if there are any shortcomings!"

As Machiko is heating up rapidly, even at a distance of one meter, she can feel the fiery temperature emanating from the face of the black, long, straight girl: "It was not a lie to say that my cousin was drawing a new book on the tram, because this is my cousin's New book..."

Hua Ye didn't speak, his eyes moved to the wastebasket in front of the bed, there were many used tissues in it.

"That's the tissue for a cold last night!" Machiko was about to cry.

Hua Ye thought for a while and said, "There's no need to explain, it's normal to be curious, it's human nature, there's no need to be shy..."

"Don't, don't say it!"

Machiko's shame exploded, and she tried to 'seal' Hua Ye, but unfortunately she moved so quickly that her left foot caught her right foot, and she fell flat...

Chapter 927 Father...

Hua Ye was sitting next to him, so he naturally wouldn't just watch Machiko fall to the ground, but with a stretch of his right hand, he pulled Machiko up.

"Thank you Hua Ye..."

Machiko breathed a sigh of relief, subconsciously sat on the bed, then lay down on his side, and stuffed the notebook directly under the folded quilt.

After putting away the notebook, when Machiko was about to get up, she suddenly found that Hua Ye was propping up the bed with one hand, leaning forward with his upper body, looking down at him in a condescending posture.

"Eh?"

The dark, long, straight girl had a dazed expression on her face. After blinking her eyes, she suddenly realized how ambiguous her current posture was.

(What does student Hua Ye want to do?)

(Why don't you get me out of bed?)

(Could it be that you want to do that kind of thing?)

The more Machiko thought about it, the more nervous she became, her heartbeat accelerated, and she suddenly remembered how her cousin taught her how to lose by riding a dragon.

(Mom has to work overtime at night, and she is in the bedroom instead of other places, if you do, do that kind of thing...)

As Hua Ye lowered his head and approached, Machiko's eyes became more and more flustered, and finally he closed his eyes suddenly, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered on the cutting board, silently waiting for the choice of fate.

then……

An uncontrollable itch struck first, and Machiko suddenly opened her eyes and raised her hand to cover her mouth.

"Ah!"

Facts have proved that sneezing is really not something you can hold back if you want to.

"Yes, sorry!"

Machiko was about to cry, the atmosphere was so good just now, and she was in the bedroom again, why did this happen!

(I want to die, I want to die, I want to die, I want to die...)

It seemed that the shame therapy this time still had no effect, Hua Ye got up and said, "Treat your cold?"

"Let's go eat the fruit first?" Machiko whispered pitifully, "The apple has already been cut. If you don't eat it as soon as possible, it will change color."

A terrible thing almost happened in the bedroom just now, and Machiko felt that it was better to stay away from the bedroom and calm down before talking.

The two returned to the living room, and after eating the fruit, Machiko inevitably coughed a few times, her voice a little hoarse, and asked curiously, "What should I do, classmate Hua Ye, please tell me?"

Hua Ye said, "Lie down first."

"Ehhh? Lie down?"

Machiko opened her eyes wide in surprise, and asked hesitantly, "Do you mean lying on the sofa?"

"Yeah." Hua Ye nodded, "In theory, you can lie on the balcony, but it's more comfortable to lie on the sofa."

"Lie, lie on the balcony?"

Machiko raised her hand to cover her chest, with a look of horror and fear on her face.

Although he said that he had great confidence in Hua Ye and would not take the opportunity to do nasty things... But what kind of situation did he need to lie on his stomach for treatment?

Is it really the 'sweating therapy' that Satania said?

Others are 'power generation for love', Hua Ye intends to 'sweat artificially'!

The brain-hole girl quickly fell into the small theater in her head.

【You seldom do sports, which leads to stagnant moisture in your body, so this cold is so serious. In fact, you only need to sweat profusely. 】【But how should I sweat? 】

[You just need to lean on the railing of the balcony and lie down obediently, and leave the sweating to me... Lift your right leg first, is it okay to stand on one leg? 】【There should be no problem... Eh, eh, classmate Hua Ye, you, why did you lift your skirt? 】【This is a necessary step for sweating, don't worry about it. 】

"How could you not care!"

"Do you care?"

A steady voice came to the ear, breaking the theater in the brain.

Machiko came back to her senses, her pretty face flushed and she kept shaking her head: "No, it's not..."

Hua Ye said: "If you don't mind, you can actually use your feet."

"Hey, use, use your feet?!"