Xia Yibing came out of the shower and found that the outside was still the same as before. Hitzfeld sat there in deep thought, motionless, with a single braid hanging down in front of her chest, looking full of quiet beauty. "I ve done washing." "Oh." Hitzfeld woke up as if from a dream. As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw the woman standing half a meter away without any concealment, with her head tilted to adjust her hair. A pleasant smell of essential oil mixed with warm water vapor rolled and fluttered into the nasal cavity. And the shaking one...the black spot in the white is particularly obvious. "..." Hitzfeld's head began to hurt. It's not that he had never lived with Xia Yibing before, but their relationship had not deteriorated at that time.
More importantly, there was no bathroom in the room at that time... No need to wash on the train. On the boat, they are washed separately. "I left some hot water for you." Xia Yibing said while wiping her hair. "There's still more than half of the water in the tank...it should be enough for you." "Ah... can't we just turn on the hot water right away?" "The pipes in this old room have been there for who knows how many years. It's easy for them to break due to aging. It's the middle of the night now. If something goes wrong and we can't find anyone to fix it, it will be very troublesome. The water tank is what we are using now." "Oh……" Xia Yibing pushed her into the bathroom in a daze, and she took off her clothes in a daze and started to take a bath. It was not until the hot water penetrated her heart and relaxed every pore of her body that Hitzfeld came to her senses: she had forgotten to bring a change of clothes. broken. My heart skipped a beat. If I asked Xia to help get the clothes. She wouldn't understand it as anything else. Chapter 17 Close Hitzfeld wishes time could go on indefinitely, but the water in the tank is limited. She finally understood what it meant for time to be like water. Turning off the shower and drying himself with a dry towel, Hitzfeld stood in the narrow shower stall, thinking about what to do next.
Keep wearing dirty clothes? No. If the environment is extremely dangerous, she can go without taking a bath for ten days or half a month. But now...right? The conditions were not such that it was not allowed, and Xia Yibing was not necessarily that kind of person. She was unwilling to accept the idea of taking a shower and then putting on dirty clothes after traveling. After thinking about it, Hitzfeld decided to do an experiment. She felt for the pull cord outside the shower door and pulled it. "Click." Lights went out. The entire bathroom was suddenly plunged into darkness. She stood in the darkness and stared at the crack under the door, and saw that it was also pitch black there. Excellent. Hitzfeld smiled with a look of success. As she expected, Xia...probably couldn't stand the fatigue and fell asleep first. After all, Xia was different from her, not a God-Erosion, and did not suffer from insomnia. After running around for a day and a night and taking a hot bath, her tense nerves were completely relaxed, and it was normal for her to feel sleepy. All his worries were swept away. Hitzfeld opened the door and walked out, planning to open the box in the dark to find clothes to change into. She was not on guard when she passed by the bed - because it was a bunk bed, she saw Xia Yibing throw her coat on the upper bunk with her own eyes, and she thought she should be lying on it now. So... when a hand suddenly reached out from the darkness, grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms, she screamed in fright. "what!" "Don't be afraid, Hitzfeld. I don't mean to do anything to you." Xia Yibing had been lying in ambush for a long time. After hugging the girl he had been thinking about day and night, he did not take any further extreme actions. He just held her like this and lay down on the bed with her. "0///0!" Hitzfeld's face was so red that it was almost smoking. This bastard. What else do you want to do... I have nothing to wear now! Xia Yibing rested his chin on her shoulder, his chest against her back, and a pair of hands restrained her arms and tightened around her waist, making the posture seem extremely ambiguous. Hitzfeld was so frightened that he simply tensed up, closed his eyes and waited for death. After waiting for a while, there was still no movement. She couldn't help but relax a little and quietly feel the breath behind her. Breathing is steady.
As steady as if falling asleep. Hitzfeld couldn't help but frown and ponder. It turns out that she just wanted to hold me in her arms and sleep? Aren't you plotting against me on purpose? And…she didn’t seem to realize…I didn’t take any clothes? Thinking of this, Hitzfeld breathed a sigh of relief. I hope it’s not like I’m being plotted against. Moreover, there was no light in the room, so Xia Yibing definitely didn't see anything. So it shouldn't be considered a loss. but…… But she must be really tired. He fell asleep just now while holding me in his arms. He must be very tired. So she didn't sleep and kept staying awake just to... wait for me to finish taking a shower and then hold me to sleep. Or...she actually had a lot more to say to me, but was too tired and fell asleep before she could say it? Hitzfeld was also very sleepy, but she couldn't fall asleep, so she could only lie here and think about random things. As I thought about it, my mind became crooked. It's not her fault. Xia Yibing hugged her too tightly. Their bodies pressed together, allowing her to feel the mutton-fat touch directly. "..." Hitzfeld began to think about the little black dot again. Should I take advantage of this opportunity to gain some benefits? I...I don't have any feelings for her. I think this way purely because I feel unhappy about being taken advantage of unilaterally. Correct. I have to take it back! She began to squirm. He turned over little by little, from facing away from Xia Yibing to facing her. Face to face, the shadow of a woman's face could be vaguely seen in the darkness.
Warm breath hit his face. Faint. Itchy. Hitzfeld swallowed his saliva. Although she can't see, she can draw. People who can draw tend to have stronger imagination. Not to mention that she had drawn so many carcass sketches...she had already completed in her mind all the scenes that should and should not be seen based on the other person's body contours. She tried to raise her right hand. Just when she was about to succeed, the woman suddenly retracted her force and hugged her tighter. At the same time, a faint dream talk was uttered. "Sorry……" "dad……" Hitzfeld's whole body suddenly stiffened. Is it an illusion? I seemed to see something in the darkness. Crystal clear things... …… The next day, Friday. Xia Yibing slept until 10 . and stretched in bed before she sat up. Then I realized that I was not sleeping on the upper bunk. "?" She quickly stood up and looked around. no one. Stand up and look up at the bunk. No one either. What's going on... Scratching her hair, she found that she could not remember how she fell asleep last night. It seems like... I feel very tired after taking a shower.
Then I wanted to sit here and wait for Hitzfeld so that I could discuss with her whether we should sleep together in the future - sharing a pillow - so that it would be easier to provide close protection. I felt it was too glaring, so I turned off the lights. Then, in a daze, I seemed to hear the sound of her coming out. And then…… It seems like someone grabbed it and pulled it into his arms? I didn't have any weird dreams.