Is it really a straight girl?

Ms. Miki swallowed and began to tremble.

No, no, Miji can't follow.

I almost forgot, everyone in this apartment is actually playing big.

But Miki can't!

"So you want to come with us?" The eldest lady invited again.

"Daba!" Mi Ji let go of the armrest of the wheelchair and crossed his arms in front of his chest.

Although this movement, Ms. Yu, who was sitting in a wheelchair, couldn't see it at all.

"Don't you want to?" The landlady once again turned her head and looked at Mi Ji: "I thought Mi Ji would be very interested in this."

"I'm not interested in talking!" Miss Mi Ji retorted with a blushing face.

All kinds of scenes have already passed through Mi Ji's mind, and Mi Ji doesn't want to go through it again.

If something is done that cannot be turned back, it will be a bad thing.

"Really?" The landlady looked into Miji's eyes and asked back.

"I really don't want to."

"Tsk, it's a pity." Yu said bluntly.

Don't be a pity, hello, why are you a pity, what are you thinking, Miss Landlady.

Could it be that the landlady wants to be in the bathroom with Miki... Sigh... It can't be like this.

Miji didn't respond any more, suppressing her excitement, she continued to send the landlord to Lianhua's room.

After a few steps, I saw the thick wood carved door with the word 'Angel' written on the door plate.

Miji took a deep breath, let go of the armrest of the wheelchair, and was about to step forward to knock on the door, but first Miss Yu called Lianhua's name at the door.

It's not loud.

However, the people inside seemed to be very sensitive to the voice. Before the words were finished, there were various responses from the door.

The sound of colliding bottles and cans, knocking of wooden products and the friction of dressing sounded continuously in the room, and then the sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer. Before Miji could guess what Lianhua was doing in the room, the door opened directly. up.

"Here you are, Miss, please come in." Lianhua opened the door of the room as an invitation gesture, and waited until the wheelchair was pushed in for a while before realizing that Mi Ji was here, and asked suspiciously: "Is Mi Ji coming too? "

don't come!

Miss Mi Ji waved her hands in a panic and said, "No, no, I'm just helping the landlady push her wheelchair, I don't want to go in and take a shower together..."

"Bath? Oh, yes, it's right to take a bath." Lianhua nodded: "If you take a bath, I really hope that Mi Ji can come together."

Miki didn't want it at all.

"I'm not suitable for this occasion at all." Mi Ji reluctantly waved his hand and said, "So let's forget it, right——"

After seeing the real Lianhua, Miji recalled seeing the note written by Lianhua in the hospital before, so he mentioned it casually:

"I ate a lot of fruit that Miss Lianhua sent to the hospital, so thank you for taking care of me." Mi Ji let go of the wheelchair, folded his hands in front of him, and bowed slightly.

"Fruit? Oh, it seems that there is such a thing, Miji don't have to be so polite." Lianhua thought for a while with flickering eyes, then nodded with a smile.

"There's something wrong with your memory, Lianhua." The landlady interrupted from the side.

"Huh?" Miji and Lianhua almost spoke together.

Mi Ji remembered that someone said before that Miss Lianhua often forgets a lot of things, but she really noticed this today, so she looked at the other party worriedly.

But Lianhua tilted her head in a daze, her smile faded away, she couldn't understand what happened like Mi Ji all along, she shook her head again and said:

"Anyway, come in first..."

……

470 five, thick sauce!

The landlady's wheelchair drove into Lianhua's room. Miji saw the door in the gap where Lianhua opened the door. The place by the window that seemed to be the desk was being covered by a layer of white cloth, and the inside of the white cloth could not be seen clearly. There is something, but the outline is a little strange.

But Miki, who believed in Lianhua and was used to seeing all kinds of supernatural things, didn't doubt much.

It may be Miss Lianhua's magic material or other special things, but it has nothing to do with Miki.

In front of the door, Lianhua smiled again and invited Mi Ji to take a bath together.

Mi Ji lied and said that he still had some things to do, turned around and left.

After taking a few steps back, I waved my hand to say goodbye, and heard the sound of the door closing.

Ms. Miki stood alone in the corridor on the second floor and exhaled.

The relationship between this landlady and Lianhua is really good—so good that Miki would cringe a little bit about it.

When these two take a shower together, there must be all sorts of things going on, right?

He was alone in the entire corridor on the second floor, so Mi Ji started to think wildly without any scruples, and walked forward blankly.

Her attention was gradually dispersed, and various scenes constructed by her own imagination kept appearing in her mind, her face gradually turned red, and she remembered many books of various themes that she had read in the last world—there were many doujinshis among them. A picture depicting two girls in the bathroom together.

The fog lingered in the imaginary scene, which also distracted Mi Ji's attention.

She covered her face from time to time, shook her head from time to time, trying to put aside all kinds of weird thoughts in her heart.

But now the skill of shaking the head seems to have lost its effect.

All kinds of pictures failed to get out of his mind, Mi Ji pressed his moist lips and quickened his pace.

Walking through the dustless Phnom Penh red carpet, he turned and went downstairs when his consciousness was hazy, the redness on his face did not subside in the slightest.

She stepped up the mahogany steps.

"Miji?" A voice suddenly appeared.

Yaki, who was called, trembled as if she was about to fall asleep in class and was suddenly called out by the head teacher.

"Yes!" She felt her heart pounding.

I was frightened, like when I was trying to solve the secret and unlock the lock while playing a horror game, I searched for various realities. I just entered the password and heard the sound of the door opening, but saw a ghost in the keyhole. child close.

All in all it was terrible!

Don't call me mouth teeth at this time!

Mi Ji reluctantly opened his tightly closed eyes, and saw a white figure and a touch of pale gold.

The golden eyes are looking at each other, Miss Chitose's eyes are...why are you bewildered?

"Scared? Why?" Chitose saw through Miki's emotions.

"No, it's okay, why is Chitose here?" Mi Ji patted his small chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

I feel my face is still hot.

But after the attention returned to reality, there were no more weird scenes and ideas in my mind.

Chitose covered his lips with his hand, let out a slow breath and said, "I'm going back to my room to rest for a while, the four hours of sleep in the hospital is really too little, and I'm still very sleepy."

"It's like this... Then, I, I'll go down first." Mi Ji tilted his face, hoping that this could barely conceal the flush on his face.

"Okay~" Chitose waved his hand: "By the way, what was Miji thinking just now? His face was so red, and he seemed absent-minded."

"nothing!"

Take a look at the atmosphere, hey, Miki doesn't want to mention this at all.

"Oh." The white-haired Miss Chitose nodded casually, looked at Mi Ji for a moment, then continued to walk up slowly, her body brushed past Mi Ji.

Mi Ji did not continue to walk down, but quietly watched the other party go upstairs.

Why does Miki always feel like she has been completely seen through by Miss Chitose?

This guy with master eye analysis is so annoying...

Mi Ji just watched the other party's figure disappear in front of him, and even the white skirt could no longer be found, so he let out a breath and continued to walk down slowly.

It's about five o'clock in the afternoon now, and it's time to get ready to start working.

Miki has three days of work as a chef free, so I have to cook a better dinner for everyone today... Well, it is better than the bento that Miss Mahiru sent to Miki at noon!

The footsteps pulled the mahogany steps to the rear, turning in the stairwell, holding the handrail with the left hand, and pointing the chin with the index finger of the right hand, thinking about how to cook.

The food that Mahiru brought at noon was super delicious... and also very nutritious.

Cook some dishes casually, but it can't be compared with it.

Well, if you want to be more delicious, there is probably only one way left.

Fried, grilled, thick sauce!

No matter what is healthy or not, anyway, everyone around me seems to be a person who will not gain weight easily.

While going downstairs, Miji slowly decided on today's dinner.

Going to the empty lobby on the first floor, Miji first heard Miss Yue Nao's continuous game sound, as for Miss Bifang, she was still squatting on the sofa with earphones like when Mi Ji just came back, holding the phone screen with both hands and humming. Song, seems to be looking at the MV of a certain song.

Approaching when the other party didn't notice at all, Yaki found that the video screen she was looking at seemed to be Ms. Qianche's song MV.

No, it's not like, it's exactly!

Xiao Bifang, who was wearing a one-shoulder braid, felt Miji's gaze, stopped humming the tune, and turned around.

"Mi Mi is back again." The little orange-haired idol took off his earphones, his eyes sparkled, and there was a slight worry in his eyes: "It's okay, it's okay, did that person do anything weird to Mi Ji?"

Is the landlady some untouchable monster in the eyes of the other party?

Not that scary, right?

Mi Ji complained in his heart, looking at the mobile phone screen on the other side, the video camera rotated smoothly and accelerated, and paused when it was aimed at the shallow face, the girl with a transparent temperament opened her eyes and sang a song cheerfully—it’s a pity that Mi Ji listened less than.

"That Miss Yu is not as bad as Bifang thought." Mi Ji lightly stroked the hair on the top of Bifang's head twice: "Are you watching Miss Qianche's video?"

"Well... it's fine anyway." Bi Fang obviously didn't think the landlady was a good person, but he turned his head and stared at the phone to respond to another topic raised by Mi Ji: "Yeah, her songs are very good, so I made a copy from my laptop."

"It's like this." Miji said casually about his oral habit, glanced at Yue Nao who was still lazily playing games beside him, first sat beside him and wanted to ask something, but before he could control it, he just A wireless headset was handed over.

"Would you like to listen to Mimi?"

"En." The girl took it naturally, and hung the earphone on her right ear.