Survival Guide North

Chapter 568
Missouri has always been with Hindenburg, accompanied her to take part in exercises in the afternoon and beat L20 to vent her unhappiness, then walked together on the seaside embankment to look at the blue sea, climbed up the tall lighthouse to face the sea breeze, and finally had dinner together, eating large pieces of meat , Drank heavily, and finally went back to the dormitory.

This is Hindenburg's room in the Ashkenazi residential area at nine o'clock in the evening.

Missouri sat on Hindenburg's bed and looked around. Hindenburg's room was ordinary, and she just opened her mouth: "It's been a long time since I stayed in Hindenburg's room."

"Didn't you come last month?" Since Missouri was sitting by the bed, Hindenburg could only choose to sit on the stool in front of the dresser and lean against it.Even she has a dressing table, with everything from concealer, loose powder, eyebrow pencil to lipstick.

"Last month was a month ago." Missouri clasped her hands on the Hindenburg bed, leaned back, her long slightly curly hair hanging down, "A day is like three autumns, and 30 days in a month is 90 Years, rounded up is 100 years, isn't it not long since you haven't slept together for 100 years?"

"What a mess..." Hindenburg complained, and then wrinkled his nose because of the smell of wine. It seemed that he accidentally spilled wine on his clothes during dinner. After thinking about it, he didn't plan to go out at night. He stood up from his seat Get up, "You can do whatever you want, I'm going to take a shower first."

"Whatever you want..." Missouri folded her hands on the bed and lay down on the bed, watching Hindenburg squint her eyes, "Is it okay to roll around on this bed?"

"Whatever you want." Hindenburg waved his hand indifferently.Missouri just loves to joke around, and she believes Missouri is just having fun.It doesn't matter if it's not hilarious.

"Then is it okay for me to roll around on the bed with Hindenburg's pillow in my arms?" Missouri asked again.

"Yes." Hindenburg opened the closet to find clothes.

"Holding the Hindenburg pillow and rolling on the Hindenburg quilt, is it okay to roll into a caterpillar?" Missouri pulled up a corner of the Hindenburg quilt to cover it, getting more and more excessive.

"Yes, yes." Hindenburg said impatiently.

"Then is it okay to take a shower together?" Missouri suddenly asked nonchalantly.

"Yes." Hindenburg didn't notice that Missouri suddenly changed his request, "It's all fine."

"Then it's such a happy decision." Missouri snapped her fingers and immediately sat up.

Hindenburg quickly reacted and said, "You lied to me."

"So what if I cheat you." Missouri said, "Anyway, you promise, we'll take a shower together."

"No, I don't agree," said Hindenburg.

"Soldiers are not tired of deceit, and they are willing to gamble and admit defeat." Missouri said, "Don't say that you can't afford to lose."

"Who played with you..." said Hindenburg.

"Okay." Missouri jumped up from the bed, gently hugging Hindenburg's shoulders, seeing the faint fluff emerging from Hindenburg's beautiful ears so close at hand, reminded of someone's strange habit, and wanted to try I still held back, "What's so embarrassing about being girls..."

As a friend for many years, Missouri knew how to deal with Hindenburg, that is, if she was not given a chance to refuse, she would naturally compromise.Missouri let go of Hindenburg's shoulders, pushed Hindenburg from behind to the bathroom, and asked, "Hindenburg, what scented shampoo, soap or shower gel do you like to use?"

"Let's wash each other's hair and scrub each other's backs," Missouri continued.

Seeing Missouri's look of anticipation and longing, Hindenburg couldn't say no to it.

There is only one tutelary mansion on a huge island located in the depths of the sea, so the land that the tutelary mansion can use can be said to be too much.Those rooms can be as big as you want. It seems that the large bathroom in Iowa is still spacious with a large bathtub. It’s not like in some community houses, after the dry and wet separation of a bathroom, the bathroom cabinet and toilet can only be squeezed together. Ridiculous, what's more, you can touch the aluminum gusset as soon as you reach out.

All in all, Hindenburg's bathroom is very large, even if two people stand in it, it doesn't look crowded at all.

Missouri undressed early in preparation for her shower.Compared to Missouri, who was generous and generous, Hindenburg took off his clothes after a long time of twitching. Even so, he was still wearing underwear and was still unwilling to take off.

"Hindenburg don't move," Missouri said suddenly.

"What?" said Hindenburg.

"I'll help you." Missouri faced Hindenburg and stretched out his hands under her arms.

"What do you want?" Hindenburg asked in a panic.

Missouri laughed, "Let me undress Hindenburg."

"No need." Hindenburg refused, "I can just take it off myself."

"It's untied." Missouri ruffled Hindenburg's hair.

After a pause, Missouri mischievously blew into Hindenburg's cochlea and said, "I let go."

Hindenburg clutched his underwear, thinking that the bastard Missouri had been bullying her so much that one day he would give her a good beating.Don't let it happen one day, or tomorrow I will invite her to a duel, karate, taekwondo or kickboxing are all fine, beat her down hard, ride on her body and laugh at her.

Thinking of this, Hindenburg laughed, as if she had already won.

"You're enough." Hindenburg opened Missouri's hand.Why do stupid women like to bully people so much.I knew I would not agree to her request.

Missouri did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but took a step back from Hindenburg and said, "Who told you that you can't finish undressing for a long time... What are the two girls so embarrassed about?"

"You're not a girl anymore." Hindenburg said angrily, no matter what, he finally took off his clothes and prepared to take a bath.

"Okay, I'm not a girl, I'm a woman." Missouri saw that Hindenburg took the arm that had been shyly covering his chest, and stretched out his hand rudely, ready to touch it, but Hindenburg slapped it away Not annoyed, "Hindenburg is a girl, a lovely girl."

Hindenburg's expression sank.She didn't want to be a girl if she could.

Missouri could see the look of disappointment on Hindenburg's face at a glance. She had seen similar expressions on the faces of this person and that person in the tutelary mansion countless times, and said with a smile: "I won't come again when this opportunity is lost, such a lovely Hindenburg If he doesn’t know how to cherish it, that’s his loss.”

Hindenburg said nothing.

The atmosphere is a little colder.

Missouri flicked Hindenburg's hair and said, "Okay, let's not talk about that, we have washed our hair."

"Okay." Hindenburg didn't want the atmosphere to become so stiff.

Next, Missouri carefully helped Hindenburg wash his hair—first, he took off the shower to test the water temperature, then helped Hindenburg wet his hair, put on shampoo, rubbed out a head full of white foam, and finally rinsed it off with water. Drops of water fell to the ground along Hindenburg's wet hair and chin, without any unnecessary movements from beginning to end.

"The hair is washed...Turn around and start washing your face now." Missouri walked to the other end of the bathroom, where there was a bathroom shelf hanging, and the bathroom shelf looked pitifully empty, "Facial cleanser, why didn't I see facial cleanser."

"No facial cleanser," Hindenburg said.

"What do you use to wash your face without facial cleanser?" Missouri asked.

"Soap," said Hindenburg, "I don't think face wash is as good as soap."

"Soap is not good," Missouri said. "Even if you are a ship girl, our skin is similar to that of human beings. And soap contains alkaline substances and has a high pH value, but our skin is weakly acidic, and long-term use will cause discomfort and destroy us. The skin sebum film, the more you wash in the end, the face will be rough."

"I don't understand." Hindenburg said, it's just bad.

"As for the face, I washed it myself." Hindenburg continued, mainly out of trouble.

"Okay, well, Hindenburg washes himself." Missouri said, "I will wash Hindenburg's back now."

Missouri found soap to apply soap on Hindenburg's back, and then rubbed Hindenburg's back to create foam, from the smooth back to the well-proportioned and soft shoulders, to the slender and beautiful neck, to the arms, Biceps to triceps, to underarms, to chest...

Hindenburg was taken aback, slapped Missouri's presumptuous hands away and said, "What are you doing, Missouri?"

"Help Hindenburg rub his body." Missouri laughed.

"Get out." Hindenburg said bluntly.

Missouri reached to write on Hindenburg's back and said, "Now, Hindenburg, let's play a game. I write, and Hindenburg guesses what I write."

"I don't want to play games." Hindenburg has no interest in games.

"Play." Missouri is playing tricks.

"Okay, okay, play games." Hindenburg was really helpless.

Missouri wrote a few words on Hindenburg's back. "What is this word?"

"I don't know," said Hindenburg.

"Melancholy Taiwanese tortoise. Traditional characters." Missouri said, "It's so simple that I don't know."

"It's so easy," Hindenburg exclaimed.

"Okay, okay, I'll change the simple words." Missouri snickered, "Otherwise Hindenburg's brain is not enough."

"What did you say?" Hindenburg raised his eyebrows.

"I didn't say anything." Missouri surrendered, writing two more words on Hindenburg's back.

"One or two," said Hindenburg, "that's too simple."

"Hard and hard, easy and too easy," Missouri said. "I'll make it a little harder, but at full speed. What does Hindenburg think?"

"Sure," said Hindenburg.

Missouri began to write.

Hindenburg read every word.

"prosper."

"Deng."

"Fort."

"Big."

"stupid."

"Egg."

Hindenburg reacted and roared, "Missouri, what are you writing?"

Missouri laughed: "Let me ask you, what did I write?"

The bathroom was suddenly filled with cheerful air.

It took the two of them a half-hour to take a shower, get dressed, and return to the living room.

Hindenburg was sitting by the bed in pajamas, and Missouri was wearing the nightgown she bought for Hindenburg before, holding a hair dryer to help Hindenburg dry his hair, holding the hair dryer in one hand and helping Hindenburg to dampen it with the other hand He said: "Wash for nothing, dry your hair... I asked the admiral, and he only said that he was busy at night, but he didn't say that he couldn't come."

"Huh?" Hindenburg's eyes lit up, and then lowered again.She was never an optimist, and certainly not a tragic one.Anyway, as long as you don't hold out hope, you won't be disappointed.

"I'll come when I come." Hindenburg looked at the phone, and the group said that the admiral was just playing chess with everyone in the coffee shop.

"I said it was good, but I said I was busy, what do you mean... I hate pigeons the most." Missouri complained.

Hindenburg thought of such a sentence-the saddest thing is empty joy.

"Who's that .

"Hit." Hindenburg said bluntly, she had already raised her fist.

"It sounds good now. When the admiral comes, someone should not be reluctant." Missouri scratched Hindenburg's hair, feeling that it was almost blown, and helped Hindenburg straighten his hair, "The appointment is made. .”

"An appointment." Hindenburg said, she did not believe that the admiral would come.

"Tell me how far Hindenburg and the admiral have progressed." Missouri asked suddenly, "Have you held hands?"

"It's like this." Missouri turned off the hair dryer and put it on the bedside table next to him, grabbing Hindenburg's hands, "It's like this...the admiral's hands are a little bigger than mine, and his fingers are a little thicker , the skin should be thicker, more masculine... No, holding hands is not like this."

Missouri let go of Hindenburg's palm and took Hindenburg's again.This time it's fingers interlocking.

"Well, that's what holding hands looks like," Missouri said.

Missouri looked at Hindenburg, their faces were very close, their noses almost touched, and said, "Has Hindenburg kissed the admiral?"

"Hindenburg knows what it's like to kiss?" Missouri asked amusedly.

"I don't know, and I don't want to know." Hindenburg pretended to be indifferent, God knows what she thought.

"I see you want to know." Missouri pushed Hindenburg down, pinned her on the flimsy bunk, and scratched her armpit.

"Obviously looking forward to it... Hindenburg really likes duplicity." Missouri looked at Hindenburg, "Don't be shy, just say it out loud if you like it."

"I don't know what you're talking about... ah, don't scratch the soles of my feet." Hindenburg kicked Missouri, "you idiot... ah, look at me... you think you're the only one who can?"

Hindenburg's counterattack came.

After playing chess with everyone for a while, Su Xiaka came to the German residential building at ten o'clock.Although I have never been to Hindenburg's room, I still know where Hindenburg's room is. I live with Bismarck and the others on the first floor, in the bachelor apartment at the end of the corridor.

Su Xia, who stood in front of the Hindenburg gate, was a little hesitant, just go in like this, remembering what Missouri reminded him at noon, he hesitated for a long time, knocked on the door, twisted the doorknob and walked in, walked through the hallway into the room, only See Missouri pressing Hindenburg on top of that bed.

Su Xia noticed that two people were looking at him one after another, she opened her mouth and didn't know what to say: "Then, that..."

Hindenburg found Susha with an expression of being bullied almost to tears.Where is the battleship is the opponent of the missile battleship.

Only Missouri smiled and gently embraced Hindenburg.

　You may feel a little watery, but I am so happy to write it, I like this kind of plot

　　
　
(End of this chapter)