Zongman: Starting from punching in to get Little Doraemon

Early the next morning.

Inside the bedroom of the hostel.

Bright soft sunlight shines through the glass of the window, pouring warmth on the soft bed.

A faint reddish touch appeared on the wrinkled sheets, and the white bath towels were dropped on the floor, and the whole bedroom looked a little cluttered.

“………”

As if sensing the sunlight falling on his face, Mao Lilan slowly opened his somewhat dazed eyes and stared at the unfamiliar ceiling.

When she woke up, her only feeling was soreness, as if she had gone through an intense training session.

She subconsciously wanted to raise her right hand, but found that she couldn’t lift it at all, as if she was being pressed by something.

And so on –

As her consciousness gradually cleared, Mao Lilan’s eyes widened sharply, and her pupils trembled slightly.

Yesterday at night, she seemed to be with Officer Kitahara… Sleep together, and on their own initiative, the two even did that kind of thing.

Regarding what happened yesterday, along with the awakening of consciousness, it instantly flooded into her brain like a tide, and her petite body immediately tensed.

She remembered it all.

No, yesterday’s self, there is a problem, there is obviously a problem.

That proactive look is definitely not her usual personality!

Not to mention that he and Officer Kitahara had only known each other for less than a week, and the two had not even spoken much.

How could it be possible to take the initiative to kiss, and also – lie in the same bed!

Thinking of this, Mao Lilan turned his head tremblingly, and his aqua-blue eyes reflected the sleeping figure next to him.

His well-proportioned figure was half-exposed outside the quilt, with several reddish scratches on his collarbone, and even his white neck had crimson marks…

It seems to have been made by itself.

Why did you become the same as yesterday!?

She just went home with an umbrella with Kitahara Mon, and she didn’t eat anything strange…

Mao Lilan looked at Kitahara who was still sleeping with his eyes closed, and his teeth bit his lower lip tightly.

My own first time… It’s gone.

She thought with some grievances in her heart.

Whether it was life or the first kiss – it was given to the man in front of him.

Thinking of this, Mao Lilan looked at his face with mixed feelings.

“………….”

Feeling the gaze coming from around him, Kitahara subconsciously half-opened his sleepy eyes and saw Mao Lilan staring at him motionless with good-looking aqua-blue eyes.

The two men looked at each other.

“Wake up so early, Lan.”

Kitahara reached out and rubbed his sore neck, yawned and said softly.

He felt as if his neck had been hurting a little a bit lately.

Orchid?

Hearing a familiar voice in his ears, Mao Lilan looked to the side evasively.

This intimate title was changed at her strong request.

She listened almost for a whole night.

“It’s only eight o’clock in the morning, don’t you sleep more?”

Kitahara glanced up at the clock on the wall, and then raised his eyebrows slightly after seeing her reaction.

Obviously yesterday was so proactive, why did he suddenly become shy?

Thinking of this, he slowly reached out and touched Mao Lilan’s cheek, wanting to tuck the hair on her forehead behind her ear.

“Kitahara-san…”

Just as his hand touched his soft cheek, Mauriland took a deep breath, and the gaze that had just been evasive also looked directly at him at this time, and said in a complicated tone.

Mr. Kitahara?

Kitahara tucked her hair behind her ear, her eyes slightly stunned. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

There seems to be something wrong with this title and tone.

“If you can, forget what happened yesterday…”

Mao Lilan looked directly at him and said in a very light tone.

“I don’t know why, I was so proactive yesterday night – and with Mr. Kitahara…”

Speaking of this, she subconsciously paused, and the roots of her ears gradually stained a flush.

“But that’s not my nature—”

“I see.”

Before she finished speaking, Kitahara Yun half-braced herself and nodded with a clear face.

He did understand.

According to the current situation, it is completely that the props are invalid.

Props in the 22nd century will also fail.

“Huh?”

Mao Lilan on the side saw him nodded without hesitation, and after a slight stunned look on his delicate face for a while, a touch of grievance gradually appeared.

Why did you say yes so quickly!

In the end, she was just an ordinary female high school student, and she gave him the most precious things, but when she said that kind of thing, the other party did not have the slightest hesitation

。

Not only was it wronged, but even a layer of mist rose in her aqua-blue eyes.

Mao Lilan slowly clenched the quilt covering his body, slowly lowered his head and closed his eyes.

She didn’t want to see this man at all now.

Kitahara took a soft breath after seeing her self-contained appearance, then lifted the quilt and walked down.

“Come on, here’s your clothes—are you all right, Lan?”

As soon as he was halfway through his words, he saw Mao Lilan raise his head, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes, and he looked very pitiful.

Kitahara put down the clothes in his hand and asked softly.

“Didn’t… I’m fine. ”

Mao Lilan shook his head, gently wiped the corner of his eye with the back of his hand, and said in a somewhat muffled voice.

After speaking, she looked at her clothes, hesitated slightly, and looked up at Kitahara again.

“I see.”

After noticing her gaze, Kitahara nodded and turned to look at the door.

“If you’re tired, you can rest here for a while.” Kitahara said softly, “I can help you buy some breakfast.” ”

“No thanks.”

Mao Lilan’s voice of refusal came from behind him.

And so on –

Mao Lilan, who had just picked up her clothes, suddenly remembered something, and she opened her eyes wide in amazement and looked at Kitahara who was facing away from this side.

“I… Will I—”.