"Eternal teacher, sleep in peace, you're tired, aren't you?"

Shiraishi Chiren looked down at Izumi Kurose's stunned face, and the strands of hair that had fallen out of inertia fell down his cheeks.

When Izumi Kurose heard this, he came back to his senses, blushed and said, "I don't need your knee pillow, I can sleep by myself if I want to sleep!" ”

"Please let me give you a knee pillow, it's one of the few things I can do for you, it's insignificant."

Shiraishi Chiren stroked his cheek with her slender and slender fingers, which seemed to be carved like jade.

And then—

"Why did you get into my mouth?!"

Izumi Kurose was still a little shy, half-pushing, half-pushing, but when Shiraishi Chiri's fingers were stuffed into his mouth, he suddenly noticed that something was wrong!

Next, are you going to play finger sucking, and then do this and that?!

As soon as he thought of this possibility, Izumi Kurose suddenly became enthusiastic and his brain was groggy.

This is definitely gentle township!

He can't have such an initiative, flirtatious, cute and gentle female reader!

"Huh? I didn't pay attention to it......"

Although he said this, Shiraishi Chiri's hand did not retract, but pressed against Izumi Kurose's thin lips.

This made Izumi Kurose dare not open her mouth to speak, for fear that she would take advantage of this to plug in.

In this way, after a while, Shiraishi Qianren let go of his hand: "Okay, I won't tease you, you can get up." ”

Izumi Kurose suddenly stood up as if he had been pardoned, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"If you want to sleep, just sleep."

"Oh......"

Izumi Kurose was indeed a little sleepy, after all, he was tired from so many words, and his neck and hands were tired.

He climbed onto the bed, glanced at Shiraishi Qianren who was sitting quietly on the side, and moved his thin lips, wanting to say something.

In the end, I endured it again.

"Good afternoon."

Izumi Kurose closed her eyes and let go of her consciousness, feeling her sleepiness attacking.

And after he fell asleep, Shiraishi Qianren on the side left the bedroom and went to the living room to take out the soundproof cotton he bought this morning.

Then, she taped the soundproof cotton to the wall - although Izumi Kurose looked honest, maybe she still wanted to run away.

When all this is done, lock the bedroom door and close the window to make sure everything is correct.

"Well, that's fine......"

Shiraishi Chiren nodded in satisfaction, then went to bed, lay down next to Izumi Kurose, and fell asleep shallowly.

She wasn't afraid that Izumi Kurose would wake up first and attack her.

Because until then, she'll wake up.

Shiraishi didn't sleep too deeply, just closed her eyes and rested to this extent.

Outside the window, the sky flipped, from bright to dusk, but in a blink of an eye.

Izumi Kurose was the first to wake up.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Shiraishi Qianlian's face, close at hand.

Shiraishi Chiren seems to be sleeping soundly, and her breathing is very even.

If I could take off her mask and take a look at her now? ’

Izumi Kurose looked at her closed eyes, slender eyelashes, and black mask, and a sudden thought occurred to her.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand, but it hovered in midair.

Suddenly, I hesitated a little again.

Shiraishi Chiren has been pretending to be herself, she must not want to be seen by him, right?

Moreover, he had heard that there was a rule for masked kidnappers - no faces.

If you see it, you're basically killed!

Although it may not be extinguished, Shiraishi Chiren should be angry, right?

'She kidnapped me, and I still have to care if she's angry or not?' ’

Izumi Kurose couldn't help but laugh at herself.

In the end, he still didn't take off Shiraishi Chiren's mask.

It's good to keep it that way.

Maybe there are some things that just don't see as well.

When Izumi Kurose withdrew her hand and propped up her body, Shiraishi Chiri's eyelashes moved, and the corners of her mouth, hidden under the mask, rose slightly.

"Hmm......"

She pretended to have just woken up, let out a groan, and slowly opened her eyes.

Then, look at Izumi Kurose turning his head sideways.

He looked at him again and moved his thin lips and said, "Morning...... No, it's good evening, right? ”

"It's not night yet, it's just dusk, it's time for demons." Shiraishi Qianren propped himself up with one hand and corrected softly.

"Well, yes......"

"Hungry? I'm going to cook? ”

"Okay."

After a brief conversation, the two of them left the bedroom together and went outside the living room.

Chiren Shiraishi goes to the kitchen to cook dinner, while Izumi Kurose goes into the bathroom to put water.

When he came out, he glanced at Chiren Shiraishi, who was busy in the kitchen, leaving only one back, and he sincerely felt that it would be better if it weren't for the relationship between imprisonment and being incarcerated.

This is the ideal future life of Izumi Kurose.

I am a full-time writer, and my other half is a full-time wife who knows everything, responsible for daily life and daily life.

This way, they have a lot of time to stay together and make out to their heart's content.

It's a pity that in the near future, someone will come to the door, and Shiraishi Chiren will also leave.

No matter how hard they can see each other, they will never see each other.

Thinking of this, Izumi Kurose suddenly had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

The life of these days is still quite interesting, if he will not see him again, he will remember these days, and if he has the opportunity, he will also write it into a book to commemorate this time.

At half past six in the evening, dinner time was spent in small talk.

In the process, there were a few conversations, but most of them were meaningless small talk.

At eight o'clock, Chiren Shiraishi, who washed and put the dishes away and put the bath water in the bathtub, brought Izumi Kurose to take a bath.

This time, she let Izumi Kurose wash it alone, without asking for a back wipe.

And when Izumi Kurose finished bathing, Shiraishi Chiren helped him dry his hair and went to wash it too.

However, to be on the safe side, she locked Izumi Kurose in her bedroom to prevent her true appearance from being seen.

After taking a shower, Shiraishi Qianren also put on makeup, wore a mask, and changed into a clean and light casual clothes like yesterday.

Then the two of them were hand-washed, thrown into the washing machine, and finally hung on the windowsill to dry.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Shiraishi turned off the light in the living room and walked back to the bedroom.

Izumi Kurose sat at a small round table in the center of the room, holding a book in her hand, and was fascinated by it.

Seeing this, she gently closed the door, came to the round table, and knelt on the cushion.

Izumi Kurose didn't notice that Shiraishi Chiren came in and sat across from him.

He just turned the page with his hand on the foot, immersed in the peaceful reading time.

After a while, he closed his eyes, closed the book, and let out a soft sigh.

Seeing this, Shiraishi Qianren asked softly, "Eternal teacher, it's not early, let's rest early?" ”

"Huh?" Izumi Kurose immediately opened her eyes and looked at her with a wry smile, "It's good if you call me directly when you come, and you want to sleep too." ”

"No, I can't disturb the Eternal Teacher." Shiraishi Chiren shook her head slightly, "Whether it's writing or reading, I don't think it's a good thing to be disturbed. ”

"You...... Alas. Izumi Kurose opened her mouth, finally sighing softly.

Just now, what he wanted to say was: 'Rotten wood, you are really difficult occasionally, and it makes people feel extremely gentle. ’

But after thinking about it, it was a bit bad to say it, so I held back.

"Hmph, go to sleep? Eternal Teacher. Shiraishi Chiren chuckled, probably guessing what he was trying to say.

"Well, good night."

"Good night."

After saying goodnight to each other, the two lay down in their respective futons and fell asleep with peace of mind and pleasure.