God Descends the Second Element

The quilt on the bed fell to the ground, and the whole bed looked messy. The most important point was that Zhenbai, who was supposed to be sleeping on the bed, disappeared somewhere!

Wang Hao's first reaction was that Zhenbai had been kidnapped, because the environment on the scene was too similar to the scenes described in detective novels.

He casually picked up a piece of drawing paper on the ground. On it was a man with a perfect appearance and a beautiful woman. The handsome boy was holding the girl's cheek. It seemed that he was about to kiss. The appearance of this painting was definitely good. Finished other comics.

The painting style, which can be called magnificent, is too illusory, and maybe only a world-class genius like Mashiro Shiina can draw it. This style of painting has caused this work that should have been a manga to have nothing to do with manga.

But Wang Hao knew after just a cursory glance that this should be a girl's manga, so he put the original drawing on the bed and looked around for traces of Zhenbai.

He squatted down and glanced under the bed, but found no target, and when he opened the closet, no one was there. He found that although the room was a mess, there were no traces of thieves patronizing, ruling out the possibility of Zhenbai being kidnapped.

The door of the room is not locked, the answer is obvious, so there is only one truth!

Finally, Wang Hao walked towards the suspicious object curled up under the computer desk step by step, stretched out his hand and gently pulled a corner, a cute sleeping face appeared in his eyes, he was very happy to sleep, and there was still a trace of crystal on the corner of his mouth. The saliva curled up into a ball in the narrow space, falling asleep like a cat.

After confirming that it was Shiina Mashiro, the boulder hanging in Wang Hao's heart quietly fell, and he breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he is fine.

But he really can't compliment the appearance in the room. Is this some kind of British custom?

For example, after arriving in a new environment, play the game of tornado in your own room to familiarize yourself with the culture of the environment...

ah! How is this possible! ! !

The girl's clothes scattered around made him feel terrible, and he was a healthy high school student anyway, and could anyone really live in this kind of environment?

Wang Hao stretched out his hand to support his forehead helplessly, walked to the computer desk, and was about to call out Shiina Mashiro who was sleeping soundly.

His right hand accidentally pulled the mouse cable, and the sleeping computer turned on. On it was a picture that was exactly the same as the one he had just drawn on the paper, but it was not as exquisite as it was on the paper, but it still belonged to the peerless type.

There should be a follow-up plot on the computer, but Wang Hao has no interest in watching it, otherwise he will be late.

"That. Ms. Shiina? It's already morning, if you don't wake up, you will be late."

Softly calling Shiina Mashiro's ear, the other party just raised his eyebrows and continued to sleep as if nothing had happened.

"Moses Moses—"

"Hoo-hoo-"

The only answer to him was rhythmic breathing and that happy sleeping face.

"The morning will never come..."

"Please don't say such horrible words casually, or the Baumkuchen will fly away in the morning."

Shiina Mashiro's little head moved slightly from the pile of clothes, and slowly opened his sleepy eyes, staring at Wang Hao's direction with a dull expression. After a minute, he saw the target clearly, and said in a daze: "Hao, good morning."

"Good morning, I think I'd be happier if you could just get up and say that to me."

Hearing Wang Hao's words, Shiina Mashiro breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly got up from under the computer desk. Correspondingly, all the clothes and sheets on her body fell off.

Sunshine came in through the window and fell on her body. The holy light and the shadow priest intersected each other, but the world was still beautiful despite this.

But just for such a moment, Wang Hao's blood boiled, he closed the door with a bang, and crouched in the corridor with his head in his arms.

"How could such a bloody plot happen to me!!!!!!"

The shrill voice reverberated in the corridor, finally waking up Shiina Mashiro who was in a daze in the room, and said from the room in a troubled voice, "It's so noisy, I've already woken up."

"Miss Shiina Mashiro! Please get dressed immediately, no matter what you wear! In short, please get dressed immediately, don't just appear on the scene like this!!!"

Wang Hao, who was squatting on the corridor, was breathing very chaotically, and he could even hear the beating sound of his heart 'thumping', as if he was about to jump out.

There was a sound of instigation in the room, Wang Hao waited outside for a full ten minutes, and then slowly suppressed the restlessness, took a deep breath, and said with some guilt: "Zhenbai, I came in .”

The light blue college uniform was worn on Shiina Mashiro's body. This scene made Wang Hao breathe a sigh of relief. It seemed that the other party could at least wear clothes.

At this moment, another refreshing breeze blew in from the window, gently lifting the hem of the skirt.

"Tick--"

Wang Hao felt something drip from his nose, and it happened to land on his hand.

Oh, I reached out and saw that it was a nosebleed.

He turned around silently, held his head in pain, and said in a trembling voice, "Why don't you wear it?"

"I don't know which one to wear, can Hao choose one for me?"

Wang Hao was no longer in the mood to complain about Zhenbai, so he casually picked up a piece of pure white cotton and threw it over.

"But the white one is not cute."

He clasped his head in both hands tightly and begged in a pleading tone: "Please, please be sure to dress well!"

"I see, since Hao likes it."

God! Come and save me, the unfortunate mortal!

There was another rustling sound from behind, and Wang Hao asked blankly, "Is it all right this time?"

"Um."

Wang Hao turned around. His clothes were indeed ready, but his hair was still a mess. He sighed helplessly. He didn't dare to let Zhenbai wash his hair alone. God knows what incredible things would happen.

"Does Zhenbai need me to wash my hair? You can't go to school like this now."

"Hao help me wash my hair."

Shiina Mashiro looked at Wang Hao cutely, seemed to think of something, and said something that moved Wang Hao, "Thank you."

It seems that Zhenbai is still very sensible, at least she still remembers what she said yesterday.

...

In the bathroom on the first floor, Wang Hao directly helped Zhenbai wash his face, brush his teeth, wash his hair, and dry his hair, providing a one-stop service.

Although Zhenbai's speech is easy to be misunderstood when brushing his teeth, Wang Hao can basically reach a state of peace of mind.

He always has a strange feeling, as if he has raised a cat since today...

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