Ark Girls Want to Push Me Down

The white-faced owl stared at Amiya and said expressionlessly:

"You... do you like mud boats?"

"Ugh?"

Amiya's long ears trembled, and she took two steps back unconsciously as her feet fluttered.

It was a very happy thing to fall in love with someone, but Amiya's mood at this time was more complicated.

Before he could confirm his intentions, he found that the person he liked already had so many girls who pursued him, and one of them was one of the people he cherished the most. Simple bunny.

Besides, there is a mountain in her heart that weighs her down... that's what robbed her of her smile from a long time ago.

"White-faced owl, please, please don't mention this to Kelsey."

"Well, the request has been received, and the information has been locked. Unless Kelsey forcibly cracks the password, the white-faced owl will not reveal the information."

After that, the two skipped this topic, and there was almost no other communication until the white-faced owl fell asleep at the speed of light after returning to the station.

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"Amiya, is it my illusion? You always feel haggard on your face?"

On the morning of the rest day, the mud boat that saw Amiya again in his living room was startled by the other's face.

Although she knew that Amiya's body was relatively weak due to her illness, her melancholy appearance seemed to be hit on a mental level.

"It's okay, I'm fine."

Amiya reluctantly squeezed out a smile, then took off her shoes at the entrance, and her little feet wrapped in black silk made a clattering sound on the wooden floor.

"So we're going to have therapy here today? Or are we going to play Twister?"

Today's meeting was something that the two of them had already agreed upon, and Mud Zhou also said that the treatment would not go out this time, but would be carried out at his home.

Facing Amiya's question, Mud Boat said awkwardly:

"I'm afraid the strength of the twist music is not enough..."

According to Kelsey's request, the mud boat must use a more efficient treatment method, and this is what worries him.

To be honest, until now he has no good idea, he can only take a step by step.

"Then what should I do? You just say, I will cooperate well, no matter how painful the way is."

"Not only will it not be painful, but it will be very comfortable..."

Seeing Amiya's serious look, Mud Zhou couldn't recognize it and complained in his heart.

The more innocent the other party showed, the more Mud Zhou could not bear to defile her in the name of treatment.

Ironically, at this time, the mud boat began to miss the guy called "want to read the book" under the overpass. The secret cable was influenced by her all day long, and there were some H things in the brain, so the mud boat was doing it. I didn't feel much guilt at the time, it would be nice if Amiya could also be influenced by this aspect.

"Well, don't worry about the treatment today. We haven't seen you for a long time. Come and relax. Today is a holiday. Let's have a good day and take you to eat later."

"That won't do."

"Ugh?"

Mud Zhou did not expect such a tempting proposal, but in exchange for Amiya's cold rejection.

It was the first time that the mud boat had heard such a chilling tone from the other party.

"I've been in a coma for so many days, and even now I don't have the strength to move again. I've lived up to my responsibilities, having fun or something... I'm not in that mood right now."

Speaking of this kind of thing, her face became paler and bloodshot in her eyes.

"It's just a day off, it won't be so..."

"On this day of rest, many infected people will die again, and those who are suffering in pain will not be able to see the future until a day later."

"Really……"

Seeing Amiya's excited look, Mud Zhou also understood the other party's thoughts.

This is not the first time he has encountered this kind of stubborn temper, so he naturally knows how to deal with it.

I saw the mud boat laying a soft cushion on the ground, then sat on it, patted the position in front of him, and motioned for Amiya to come over.

"What kind of treatment is this going to take?"

Amiya, who was sitting in front of the mud boat with her back to him, was a little curious, but the mud boat did not answer Amiya. in his own arms.

"Mud boat!?

367. Into the quagmire

"Mud boat!?"

Amiya was a little panicked. Although she had had intimate actions with the mud boat before, she was covered by twisting music or yoga. Such a straightforward behavior made the little donkey a little unable to adapt.

"Treatment has already started."

The mud boat's voice was low and magnetic, and he said softly beside his long ears, holding Amiya in his arms:

"All you have to do now is relax completely."