MTL - My Yellow Hair App-Chapter 9

Although an enemy's enemy is a friend, Bai Chuanxia didn't intend to get to know Koizumi.

As soon as the name was heard, it was sent up.

Bai Chuanxia was lying on the bed, looking at the roof of the ward, Hashimoto Arina's strangeness, Kimurahama's information.

An annoying jigsaw puzzle gradually took shape in his mind.

Watching the sun gradually set outside the window, dyeing the sky with red gauze.

Hashimoto Arina stood at the door of the ward, holding a bento box in his hand, with a smile on his face, and tapped on the opened ward door with the other hand.

"Xia, are you melancholic in cosplay today?"

Bai Chuanxia regained consciousness and sat up: "Sister Youcai, I'm off work."

"Yes, there are no new patients this afternoon." Arina Hashimoto put the bento box on the bed cabinet, and made prayer gestures with both hands:

"So I hope that everyone will not get sick so that I can leave work on time every day."

"But if no one gets sick, sister Youcai will lose her job." Bai Chuanxia laughed.

"Ah~" Hashimoto Arina pursed her lips, with an exaggerated expression, and covered her chest with one hand: "Damn it, I hesitated, don't say such devilish multiple-choice questions."

"It's okay, I have Sister Cai." Bai Chuanxia smiled and reached out to hold her palm.

The two looked at each other, Hashimoto Arina's exaggerated expression gradually disappeared, and her fair cheeks seemed to blush for a moment under the setting sun, but she quickly changed into a smile, and reached out to pat his head vigorously: "Smelly brat, eat quickly .”

"Okay." Bai Chuanxia opened the bento box, and Hashimoto Arina's cooking skills were as stable as ever.

I have eaten bento, but I feel that I haven't eaten it all.

"Sister Youcai." Bai Chuanxia put down her chopsticks, turned to look at Hashimoto Arina, "Do you really like me, the way women like men."

Hashimoto Arina's smile froze, but quickly recovered: "Of course, we are dating."

"Kimurahama." Bai Chuanxia said the name softly, he didn't want to have a showdown with Hashimoto Arina.

But he is trapped in a hospital bed, and time is not on his side.

If the balloon does not burst, he and Arina Hashimoto will maintain the status quo, which is tantamount to slow suicide.

After he said the name, the smile on Hashimoto Arina's face gradually disappeared.

Seeing her expression for the first time, Bai Chuanxia started to panic for no reason, and hurriedly said: "Sorry, I don't suspect that there is Sister Cai, it's just because..."

Hashimoto Arina suddenly raised her hand, and Bai Chuanxia closed her eyes, waiting for her to slap her.

Asking a friend to investigate her childhood sweetheart is annoying in every way.

The expected slap did not fall on the face.

The hand reached out to the back of his head, and his body was pulled forward.

Something soft touched his lips.

Bai Chuanxia opened her eyes suddenly, and saw Hashimoto Arina's face pressed against him, her nose hurt a little.

His mind went blank and he felt his lips parted with his tongue.

He was like a marionette, his teeth were roughly pushed open, and a small tongue stuck into his mouth.

It was obviously small, but it was extremely rough, pushing his tongue back.

Chapter 12 Don't Talk

Hashimoto Arina's breath hit him in the face, and his tongue flicked violently in his mouth.

The tongues of the two were stuck together, the particles on the tongues rubbed against each other, and saliva dripped from the corners of their mouths. It had no taste, and there was no skill to speak of.

Bai Chuanxia's face was flushed, and he didn't feel the romance of kissing in other people's mouth.

He suddenly pushed Hashimoto Arina away, and when he saw her face clearly, he froze.

Poker face.

There was no love, no anger, no emotion on Hashimoto Arina's face.

Bai Chuanxia's heart tightened, and he wanted to say something, he wanted to ask why he did this, but he couldn't open his mouth no matter what.

Hashimoto Arina suddenly reached out, pushed on his chest, and pushed him directly onto the bed.

A hand pressed against his chest, preventing Bai Chuanxia from getting up.

She rolled onto the bed and pressed her body against him.

"Sister Youcai..." Bai Chuanxia wanted to say that she went to bed before taking off her high heels, but felt that she should not say this now.

But he didn't know what to say, and his mind was in chaos.

He could only watch Hashimoto Arina slowly pressing over him.

Arina Hashimoto bent down, and the distance between the two bodies was only one centimeter. Of course, due to the intention of their chests hanging in the air, they could also be said to stick together.

Face to face, each can feel the other's breathing.

When Hashimoto Arina spoke, his breath hit his face: "You are afraid, your body is shaking."

"I..." Bai Chuanxia opened his mouth to speak, but couldn't speak, just like Hashimoto Arina said, he was nervous and trembling.

But this is only part of the reason, and part of it is because Hashimoto Arina is pressing on him head-on.

Even with the huge chest in the middle as a cushion, his frail body still made his chest hard to breathe.

The tension and pressure, under the double blow, gradually made him feel difficult to breathe and his face flushed.

Hashimoto Arina also immediately sensed something strange about him, hurriedly got off him, and pushed him into a side-lying position.

Then stick it to his back, and help him stroke his back with your hands, smoothing the air.

Bai Chuanxia exhaled a few mouthfuls of turbid air, and only then did he feel that his breathing became much smoother.

In the situation just now, Hashimoto Arina took the complete initiative, but because of such a small episode.

Let the atmosphere become subtle.

"Sister Youcai..." After Bai Chuanxia felt that his breathing was smooth, he opened his mouth carefully.

A hand was stretched out behind his back, covering his mouth.

"Don't talk." Hashimoto Arina's voice came from behind him, while covering his mouth with his hand, he also exerted a little force to prevent him from turning his head.

Shirakawa Natsu could feel her back sticking to Hashimoto Arina, but she couldn't see her expression.

"Have you ever truly loved someone? Believe that being together is a matter of course. All plans for the future are his shadow."

Bai Chuanxia was silent for a few seconds, wanted to speak, but found that her mouth was covered, and was in a delicate mood for a while.

You ask me a question, but take your hand away.

"Don't rush to answer, you are still young." Hashimoto Arina leaned closer, closer than before.

Bai Chuanxia could clearly feel the popliteal socket on the back wall of her thigh and knee joint, and the flesh-colored stockings on her knees were attached together, and it was a little sensitive there.

"I'm your girlfriend, don't think about it, and don't ask any more." Hashimoto Arina's voice was very soft.

The two lay on the bed like this, their bodies pressed together.

As the sun set outside the window, Hashimoto Arina got up from the bed and covered Shirakawa Natsu with the quilt.

She leaned down, kissed him on the forehead, and said with a smile, "See you tomorrow."

After finishing all this, Hashimoto Arina left with the bento box, and only Bai Chuanxia was left on the bed. Looking at her leaving back, she suddenly said, "I don't seem to have asked anything."

But thinking of Hashimoto Arina's lips, the two pressed together, hearing each other's heartbeat.

The two seemed to merge with each other, and when they reached out to grab it, the other passed through the fingers like sand in their hands.

As soon as she left, Bai Chuanxia suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart: "I seem to really fall in love with her."

It's like he is a firm transparent black silk control, but Hashimoto Aricai's transparent meat stockings can also rush.

Because I like her, I like the way she wears transparent flesh-colored stockings.

This is love.

Hashimoto Arina came out of the ward, it was getting late, she was standing at the corner, there was no one around, this was a dark corner where the lights couldn't reach.

She slammed her head against the wall: "Shame on me, what the **** am I doing to that child!"

"Dong dong dong." Footsteps sounded suddenly in the distance.

Hashimoto Arina froze, praying in her heart that she would not be discovered.

However, a flashlight shined directly on where she was standing.

"Ah, who is it?" The little nurse was startled. She was on duty tonight. When she walked to the corner, she saw a woman in a white coat standing quietly against the wall.

Although the hospital is the place with the most urban legends, people who study medicine do not believe in ghosts and gods.

The little nurse backed away while being wary of the strange woman.

"Sorry..." Hashimoto Arina turned her head and forced a smile, but felt something dripping down from her forehead, and then realized that when she hit the wall with her head just now, she lost the severity and suffered a slight bruise.

"Ah!!" A scream pierced through the hospital, the flashlight fell to the ground, and the little nurse ran back scrambling.

Along the way, fluid dripped from under the nurse's skirt and ran down the aisle.

the next day.

"The hospital is haunted?" Bai Chuanxia stood in the aisle, listening to the gossip of two little nurses.

It is said that ten years ago, a female doctor in obstetrics and gynecology experimented with other female nurses and was finally killed by her own test subjects.

They've started discussing ways to deal with the weirdness.

Bai Chuanxia scoffed at this. There are too many legends about ghosts in a place like a hospital.

This world is about science, and it is impossible for demons and ghosts to exist.

However, Hashimoto Arina also asked for leave today, saying that he was unwell and asked him to eat on time.

Bai Chuanxia didn't know if Hashimoto Arina was avoiding him.

After yesterday, he had lost the possibility of getting information from her.

"It's really troublesome." The first thing Bai Chuanxia wakes up every morning is to turn on his phone and click on the Huangmao APP.

The favorability between the two is still ninety-nine, as if they are welded to death, neither rising nor falling.

Bai Chuanxia began to wonder if there were six digits after the decimal point.

He continued to draw on the bed, and after what happened last night, his troubled mood calmed down inexplicably.

Could it be that **** really have a healing effect?

He kept drawing until Yazhikui walked in with a bento box.

"Is this your private ward?" Yazhikui looked at the other two empty beds, and casually threw the bento box to him.

The hospital provides lunch, but the price is not cheap, and it is too light to be scary.

Last night, he dreamed that Hashimoto Arina had long legs with shredded pork, and his body was a little weak, and he needed nutritional supplements. Please ask Yayuki to go to the convenience store to bring him some food.

Unexpectedly, his childhood sweetheart would make lunch for him.

"The hospital occasionally has poor performance." Bai Chuanxia shrugged. Of course there was no one in the ward because Hashimoto Arina was the attending doctor.

If there are vacancies in other wards, she will give priority to other wards, but these are all from his observations.

Of course, he would not tell others about this. When he opened the bento box, his eyes lit up.

With the neatly arranged meatballs, sausages and hamburger meat, the taste buds immediately began to salivate profusely.

"I didn't expect you to be so good at cooking."

"Cut." Yazhikui sat down beside him, and waved his hand indifferently: "This is a bento made by Koizumi."

"Oh, it's her." Bai Chuanxia nodded, still cast a grateful look, and Miyuki gave him the bento, so she probably only ate bread from the convenience store.

"It's too hot, I don't want to eat." Yazhikui waved his hand, as if he wanted to change the topic.

"Koizumi plans to deal with Kimurahama today."

"To deal with Kimurahama?" Bai Chuanxia stopped lying down and looked suspiciously: "How is she going to deal with him?"

"Temptation, take a photo." Yazhikui replied.