In the real world, I am a sickly young lady, but the live broadcast is terrible

Under the daylight, although the shoji door made of white paper perfectly presented Jiang Yin's graceful lines in front of Lin Weiran,... from Jiang Yin's perspective, the scene inside the house could not be seen.

Listening to the girl's soft voice, which was similar to the one in the live broadcast room, but seemed much cuter, Jiang Yin slowly lowered his hand on the door.

Yes--

Do you have any excuse to find Teacher Lin Nuan yourself?

Obviously, I just heard the strange noise in Teacher Lin Nuan's live broadcast room, and I couldn't hold back my unspeakable heart before I suddenly got up and rushed to the scene. But when I actually stood in front of the girl's room, I didn't know what to do. I opened the door for this reason.

Jiang Yin only knows——

When I noticed the unusual sounds and conditions in Teacher Lin Nuan's live broadcast room, my heart felt as if something was suddenly blocked, I choked up and couldn't even breathe smoothly.

She just wanted to push the door open now.

Just... want to be closer... to Teacher Lin Nuan?

Want to confirm the truth.

"I..."

"some things..."

"I want to have a chat with Teacher Lin Nuan...is that okay?"

Putting his hand feebly on his heart, Jiang Yin stared at the door in front of him.

"Please come in-"

The girl opened the door gently at the door.

"Excuse me-" Jiang Yin bowed to the girl and saluted, but his eyes suddenly fell on the girl's soft and cute feet and slender ankles.

frankly speaking--

Jiang Yin has seen many, many beauties.

But the girl in front of her was the only girl she had ever seen... the only girl who could give her the beauty of a weak wind supporting a willow, a delicate flower shining in the moonlight.

It is completely different from His Highness Saio at Ise Shrine.

Both of them have unique feet.

But... Teacher Lin Nuan’s uniqueness is her uniqueness.

"Senior Jiang Yin?" Lin Weiran looked at Jiang Yin who was bowing there.

"Sorry." Jiang Yin slowly raised his head.

She finally plucked up the courage to come to the girl. She finally put down everything in the past and prepared to slowly get in touch with Teacher Lin Nuan. She didn't want to leave a bad impression on Teacher Lin Nuan because of her strange and weak XP.

But when he raised his eyes and looked into Teacher Lin Nuan's eyes, those deep sea-colored eyes still made Jiang Yin lose his skill.

There is no way to face it.

God bringing Teacher Lin Nuan to Jiang Yin must be the greatest reward and the greatest punishment for her.

She bit the tip of her tongue to calm down, and then slowly walked away from the past.

Lin Weiran sat back in front of the 'warming table'.

In the 19th arrondissement, the kotatsu is a unique and popular piece of furniture used in winter.

Fix the heat source under the table. In order to prevent the heat from escaping, cover the wooden frame with a quilt under the table.

A person or a family can sit around a kotatsu and put their legs and feet under the kotatsu to keep warm.

Jiang Yin walked in and was sitting opposite Lin Weiran.

Lin Weiran folded his hands on the quilt.

The girl lowered her eyebrows and said, "Senior Jiang Yin..."

"What do you want to talk to me about?"

The girl's voice sounded like there was a slight vibrato, as if she hadn't had a good rest.

But...actually...

Lin Weiran felt the girl's breathing in the quilt.

My body seemed to be shaking uncontrollably.

During the live broadcast, the low table where the computer was placed was transformed into a kotatsu, covered with a quilt, and the table top was re-mounted.

But as long as Jiang Yin pays a little attention to the way the table is fastened, he will find that the table looks so mismatched.

And the bedding on the floor seemed a little too messy.

It's just that Jiang Yin's attention was completely focused on Lin Weiran at this moment, so he didn't notice these details.

Under the low table, His Highness Saio curled up sideways under the table, curling up hard and suppressing his breathing.

From Jiang Yin's perspective, after the girl put her legs and feet under the kotatsu table to keep warm, there probably wasn't much room on the kotatsu table.Naturally, I don't doubt whether it is possible to hide people in such a narrow space.

Only the soft and slender body of a cat can fold and hide the whole person in the space under the low table without leaving any trace.

Seeing this 'magic'-like scene, Lin Weiran had no doubt that... Ise Chinatsu could stuff herself into a standard or even smaller suitcase.

Lin Weiran even had some wonderful drawings popping up in his little head.

For example, dragging suitcases and traveling with cats dressed as cats.

The little girl next to her asked her mother curiously where the ringing sound came from.

The curled up cat could only hold on to the bell, feebly trying to hide the sound of the bell.

But right now...the target of execution is not the cat hiding under the low table, but Lin Weiran himself.

There is only so much space under the low table.

It's a small size even for a kotatsu.

It was a miracle that Maomao managed to hide in. After Lin Weiran stuffed his feet under the kotami table, he had no choice but to step on Maomao's arms with his toes.

"Woo——" Lin Weiran held his little hands and leaned forward.

"Teacher Lin Nuan?" Jiang Yin looked at the girl in front of him in panic.

"I...I'm fine..."

part.109 Looking forward to more cooperation with Teacher Lin Nuan [Second update]

"Death, death, death-"

Lin Weiran's eyes sparkled.

The strange hobbies awakened by the cute and well-behaved school girl and the warm-hearted wife next door finally turned into a blade of shame at this moment, and began a righteous crusade against the big devil Lin Weiran.

The space under the low table is extremely small.

After hiding a cat, there was no space left for Lin Weiran to stretch his legs in.

In front of Jiang Yin, Lin Weiran seemed to have stretched his legs straight under the kotami table. In fact, he was folding his legs sideways in the space outside the low table in a very coquettish and cute posture, except for his toes. He managed to step into Maomao's arms.

To be precise...

The cat is hiding under the low table. If you tilt your head, you can see the girl's curled up toes, delicate ankles and perfect calves.

Even though Maomao had tried hard to hold his breath, the hot breath that Maomao exhaled next to Lin Weiran's ankle still made Lin Weiran feel as if all the hairs on his body were standing on end in an instant.

"Death, death, death-"

The previous sense of shame, the timidity and boldness slowly cultivated by the warm and gentle wife, at this moment, like a falling domino, became a mountain that could overwhelm Lin Weiran.

"Woo-" She leaned forward sadly, suddenly feeling that all the teasing she had done to Maomao in the live broadcast room had now become retribution for herself.

"Teacher Lin Nuan?" Jiang Yin looked at Lin Weiran in panic.

She has taken care of the little mute for a long time and knows how fragile the fragile bodies like the little mute or Teacher Lin Nuan are.

When she was taking the little mute out to play, she was talking and laughing one second, but suddenly the girl's voice softened, as if she was just responding to her, and then the next moment, the red blood burst out. spread out in front of his field of vision.

Jiang Yin had to worry.

"I'm fine..." Lin Weiran covered his mouth and nose with his small hands.

"It's just that I seemed to have caught a cold yesterday."

"I wanted to sneeze, but..." The girl raised her beautiful eyes and looked at Jiang Yin pitifully.

Jiang Yin understood immediately.

Are you afraid of looking weird if you sneeze in front of yourself?

She could understand the girl's 'self-esteem'.

"Holding in a sneeze may cause irritation to the nasal mucosa." Jiang Yin sighed softly.

She propped herself up on the low table in front of Lin Weiran and subconsciously stretched out her hand to massage Lin Weiran like she used to massage the little mute.

"Ugh..." A cute whimper came out of the girl's mouth.

There was a familiar feeling on his face.

The plum blossom-like body fragrance hits the tip of your nose.

Under the table, hot breath sprayed on the insteps of his feet. He wanted to pull his legs away, but it seemed that he couldn't do it at all because of the side-sitting posture.

Lin Weiran only felt a strange feeling crawling up his back from his toes and heading straight to his brain, and before it reached his head, his head seemed to be saying, 'Yo——'

'That's unfortunate. '

'You were also pleased! '

The most important thing is...in front of Jiang Yin——

There is also a cute cat hidden under his bed.

Under the overlapping of nervous emotions, Lin Weiran felt that he was particularly helpless now.

It's like being bullied and helpless.

"it is good..."

"Okay..." She could only call out Jiang Yin sadly.

Then try to step your feet into the cat's arms so that the insteps are not exposed to the cat's breath.

My ankles can't be so delicate.

Under the low table, the cat looked like it was being stepped on by a kitten, its eyes seemed to be brighter.

"Are you feeling a little more comfortable now?" Jiang Yin looked at Teacher Lin Nuan in front of him.

In order to take care of the little mute, she specially learned a set of massage techniques.

After practicing with Jiang Ran first, he dared to give the little mute a tentative massage.

When repairing Jiang Ruanruan, Jiang Yin can always use the most "stretching and breaking apart" techniques to give Jiang Ruanruan a hellish experience and an extremely comfortable body and mind afterwards.

Jiang Ruanruan was afraid of Jiang Yin's massage and... couldn't refuse.

But for Teacher Lin Nuan, Jiang Yin was definitely as gentle as possible.

"Thank you, senior Jiang Yin..." Lin Weiran thanked him softly, but the girl's shy thank you made Jiang Yin realize that there was still a long way between him and Teacher Lin Nuan.

The girl in front of her had gleaming eyes, and there seemed to be a blush of shyness that had not dissipated on her face.

It's cute, but it belongs to Teacher Lin Nuan.

"Senior Jiang Yin..."

"What do you want from me?" Lin Weiran changed the subject again.

"what..."

"It's something related to Teacher Lin Nuan's handwriting." Jiang Yin took a deep breath and gradually regained his composure.

The girl in front of me is very good-looking, and the air is filled with a strange fragrance belonging to the girl in front of me.

Jiang Yin felt very intoxicated.

It feels good.

But her eyes gradually became clear.