Icy cold
"It's so hot......"
By the time the summer vacation approached, the social office was already so hot that it felt like it was almost cooked.
In the corner of the social office, there is an old electric fan. But the electric fan blows out hot air, which is not cool at all.
In this old school building full of cultural clubs, there is such a thing as air conditioning—of course there is no such thing!
"Minister~...... You're so cunning~......"
The minister, lazily lying on the couch, alone occupies a bucket, and there is enough cunning.
She took off her over-the-knee socks and threw them away, and her feet were soaked in the bucket. There was still ice floating on the surface of the water in the bucket. In the social office corner, also in the old refrigerator, it takes about a few hours until the next ice is set – a few hours that feel like forever.
The minister abused her authority as a minister, and the whole person was lying lazily on the sofa, and it was impossible to tell from the appearance whether she was alive or hanging. Because there was no response at all, he must have become a living corpse.
"Su Qi~...... Are you still alive......? ”
Su Qi, who was kicked out of the sofa, sat on the wooden floor with her knees crossed.
Her eyes wandered into the distance, and she didn't look normal.
The hand that was supposed to take the meat into his mouth had been in mid-air for a while. She looked sluggish and occasionally changed seats. Bai Ya thought to herself, she should be looking for a cooler place on the floor to sit. She grew up in an environment that seemed to be a very cool place before she was eight years old, so Su Qi was very hardy, but she was very afraid of heat.
Xiaoting is really, she actually lifted the skirt fan.
However, Bai Ya did not directly witness Xiaoting lifting her skirt. When he looked at Xiao Ting, she was always very polite, but when he didn't look at Xiao Ting—even when he didn't observe it, he would hear a popping sound.
"It's hot!"
Bai Ya said casually.
"How many degrees is it now?"
Bai Ya didn't expect to hear the other person's answer, just muttered to himself.
When it's hot, say it's hot, say it's tired when it's tired, and it's Bai Ya's principle to say things out loud. Although the minister usually scolds him for "being very noisy, shut up, I'm going to kill you", but now the minister has fallen and no one cares about him.
"At this time, it happens to be the time when the sun shines at its strongest!"
Sister Ziyin responded with ease.
"It would be nice if there were curtains. But this has to let Yu Xin apply, otherwise she will be unhappy later. ”
Bai Ya nodded weakly. This is the so-called "minister's job", and if someone else becomes a minister, she will get angry - specifically, she will brand the teeth on Bai Ya's hands.
"Doesn't Sister Ziyin feel hot......?"
Bai Ya asked. It seems that only the purple sister is not sweating.
"Huh? Ahh ”
Sister Ziyin's hand on Bai Ya's forehead was cool and icy.
"Ah...... So comfortable......"
Just when Bai Ya was intoxicated, Sister Ziyin stretched out her other hand.
"So what?"
Bai Ya felt that her cheeks were cold and comfortable.
"Ah...... Excellent! Such...... Ah......h
Not only the forehead and cheeks, but also the cold hands of Sister Ziyin kept touching different parts of Bai Ya.
"Ah, well, it's not bad here. You're pretty muscular! ”
"Ahh......h
Sister Ziyin rubbed Bai Ya's shoulder, he felt a little itchy and almost laughed.
Bai Ya fell on the table, letting Sister Ziyin's cold hand touch him.
"How? Cold-blooded women can be considered to come in handy, right? ”
"What cold-blooded woman? There's no such thing~...... Sister Ziyin, it's so comfortable......"
Bai Ya also found that his answer was a little strange, but he really felt so comfortable, so he didn't care so much.
Through his shirt, Sister Ziyin's hand caressed his shoulders and back.
"Ah~...... Sister Ziyinxue...... Forehead ~ cheeks ~ ......"
Sister Ziyin's hand kept wandering near Bai Ya's shoulder, and touching the same part for too long made him feel uncomfortable.
"Little Bailan, your physique is quite good."
"There's no such thing~......"
"Little Bailan is really a boy."
"Maybe it's right~......"
Bai Ya casually echoed the words of Sister Ziyin. At this time, Sister Ziyin's hand suddenly stopped.
"Strange ......?"
Bai Ya raised his head and looked at Sister Ziyin——
"I'm sorry, my hands are getting hot."
I don't know why, Sister Ziyin blushed.
Later, Bai Ya thought about it for a long time, but it turned out that she still didn't understand why Sister Ziyin blushed.