I Just Hope to Spend a Leisurely Life in the Second Dimension

The first sound didn't wake them up, and they didn't even respond. In desperation, An Shu had no choice but to stretch out his hands and patted their little faces respectively.

"Um..."

The little girl groaned twice, frowned slightly, and narrowed her eyes a little.

"Brother An Shu...uh..."

Seeing the person in front of her clearly, she raised one hand and rubbed her eyes, while the other hand supported the soft mattress on the bed with her elbow, slowly moved her body up, and leaned against the head of the bed.

And her movement pulled the quilt, which also woke up the little maid who was next to her. She also woke up, but she just woke up, and her head was still a little dizzy.

"Master? Uh, Sister Weizhi... hiss..." She subconsciously bent her calf before she woke up, and wanted to sit up, but in an instant, she was involved in the sore spot, frowned in pain, and gasped for air.

An Shu felt a little distressed, but couldn't help laughing: "Hey, get up and eat."

He leaned forward, put one hand through her neck, put one hand on her waist, gently helped her sit up, let her lean next to the little girl, and put her face on the little girl's shoulder.

"Rem Rem~"

The little girl embraced her and rubbed her hair: "Rem was bullied by Brother An Shu again this morning, Rem is so pitiful..."

"Hmm..." The little maid has recovered, and the little girl who doesn't open the pot reminds her of the feeling in the morning...

Obviously...Because I could only sit in that position...As a result, I didn't feel anything...I almost fainted from the pain...

She blushed again, although it was not as bright as in the morning.

She glanced cautiously at An Shu, who was smiling at the two of them, and muttered softly: "Sister Weizhi is so loud in the morning..."

"Hey, Rem Rem, don't mention it! Uh..."

The little girl also lowered her head, it's rare to be ashamed of being talked about in this respect...

The little maid who was in her arms noticed that her neck was also dyed a pale crimson color, and even her breathing became hot.

"Well, sister Miori still laughed at Rem this morning and said..."

"That's, that's because... woo meow..."

The sobs of the morning came out of her mouth unconsciously, and her little face turned redder all of a sudden, she also took a sneak peek at the funny An Shu, and then looked away.

It's all because her previous experience lied to her!

Because before on the big bed or other places, An Shu would be gentle and considerate to her.But in that place in the morning, because of the small space, you can't do other movements, you can only sit on his lap, and then let him lift up the slender waist that has been limp and has no strength to straighten up, obviously... um...

As a result, as soon as he let go of his hand, he pushed it to the innermost part...

At that time, the severe pain was completely different from before, and she, who was still teasing and teasing the little maid for being too afraid of pain, couldn't help crying and moaning...

In the end, because the voice was too loud, the little maid who was still soft in front of her just after the end had no choice but to try her best to raise her head and kiss her lips, so as not to let her make too much noise, but also to breathe out for her, so that she would not be afraid of suffocation.

"Well……"

"Eh?"

"Well?"

Two different responses, both blushing and bowing their heads to reminisce about what happened in the morning. The two girls raised their heads at the same time, because An Shu's hand was on one side, gently rubbing the tops of their heads.

"It's time to eat……"

An Shu leaned his head and rubbed against the middle of their foreheads, then turned around and opened a lunch box he picked up, revealing the rice bowl inside.

Stir the clean spoon prepared by the merchant in the rice twice, so that the soup on the surface can fully combine with the rice. An Shu scooped up the first spoon and handed it to the little girl's lips: "Ah——"

"Ahhh—" the little girl obediently opened her mouth and ate the rice on the spoon.

An Shu nodded in satisfaction, continued to scoop up a spoonful, but did not hand it out immediately, he called softly: "Remulin..."

"Hmm..." The little maid was taken aback, and slightly adjusted her head to look at him, while An Shu took this opportunity to lean over, "Eh? Uh..."

Gently leaving transparent traces on her lips, An Shu left immediately, but before he raised his hand to wipe his saliva, he saw the little girl's vigilance for a moment, fearing that he would do something else, and was amused.

"Well, because the first bite was Xiao Weizhi, so give Remlin a kiss~ This way it won't be unfair to Remlin!"

An Shu explained and handed out the meal that he had scooped up earlier.

The result was different from what I imagined, the little girl didn't ask An Shu to feed her at all, maybe it was because of God's lack of relief.Originally, An Shu could just throw the rice for them to eat, but seeing their "weak" appearance, An Shu couldn't bear it, so he had to work harder.

"Rem doesn't care about this..." The little maid suddenly became unhappy because of An Shu's explanation, she didn't want the master to think like this, she would suffer or not!Of course she wouldn't, she was sure of herself!

An Shu, who had expected this kind of result long ago, was not surprised. He scooped up the next mouthful of rice and handed it to the little girl's lips, and smiled softly: "Well, that's the master's mistake, I'm sorry, Remulin ~"

"Well, brother An Shu is such a clever little ghost." The little girl gave him a blank look while chewing her rice, and at the same time hugged the little maid on her shoulder even tighter.

Chapter 389 Strategy

the next day.

Today is the same as yesterday afternoon. Teacher An Shu, who has never been absent, rarely asks for leave. He has not been seen since yesterday afternoon.

The seat behind An Tong was empty because Karuizawa sat next to her.

On the podium, Mr. Chabashira talked about the knowledge points with no expression on his face, which made me drowsy.

In fact, if Mr. Chabashira could speak more vividly, express more expressively, and speak softly, I would not be like this.

History class is boring for those who already know that part of history.