the warmth of hands

Lying on the hospital bed in the medical room, Baige fell asleep peacefully on an IV drip. Although he still had a fever, he was almost cured after the treatment. Babyla who was sitting on the side breathed a sigh of relief. He had just found Baige She had already had a fever of [-] degrees when she was hospitalized, and it was still on the rise. If she found out a little later, she would be a fool to rescue her.

"It's fine if you're stupid, but if you're stupid, you don't have to think about anything, and you won't toss yourself like this." Bebila looked at the white dove on the bed and said, "Don't you think so? Captain Marko? Are you Don’t you still owe us an explanation?”

Marco couldn't see the expression, he just looked at the white pigeon on the bed that still didn't wake up, "I have nothing to explain."

"... Whatever you want! I'm going to have a good sleep now. Thanks to you, I didn't sleep all night. Of course, it's little Dove who suffers the most. Here... just watch." Babyla He got up and left angrily, and only turned around at the door and added, "If anything happens to Xiao Dove, you can be prepared, I won't take care of it anymore!"

Marco answered a few times absent-mindedly, then pulled a chair and sat down beside the white pigeon, raised his hand and tried her forehead, it was still a little hot, Marco frowned, "Really...Obviously You said you wanted to be a great doctor, and you said you wanted to take care of me when you first boarded the ship~ Why did you become so sick? Speaking of which, your legs are just right... Well, it seems to have something to do with me..."

After testing her body temperature, Marco didn't take back his hand immediately. She saw that the bangs on the white pigeon's forehead were very messy because of sweating before, so she planned to help her cut her hair, but this time Marco found that The white pigeon seemed to be hiding, and the eyeballs under the eyelids also moved. She withdrew her hand, and after a while, she said helplessly, "Do you hate me so much? The white pigeon...wake up and still not open your eyes?"

As expected, Baige opened his eyes, but he didn't dare to look at Marco, "Morning...good morning..."

It's like this again, without even looking at him... "Huh... are you completely hated? Alright...then I'm leaving."

"That... wait a minute" Bai Ge sat up anxiously, "Marco, I..."

"Huh?" Marco, who hadn't planned to really leave, sat back in his seat again, "What's wrong?"

"Marco why...that...kiss me?" And it's not a kiss on the face or on the forehead, but a kiss on the mouth...the former two, Baige and Baichen, have both played and got a lot from their parents and other relatives, But the last one... is really the first time, and this should be something to do with someone I like.

"No reason." It was just such a light answer, which made Baige feel suffocated, and his hands under the quilt couldn't help tightening... What did Marco think of her...

Marco...

The only person here who calls her [White Pigeon] is her last connection with there, and she was once the last person she relied on.

This person who said that he wanted to protect her, wanted to protect her as a family member, and would be distressed because of her injury.

This person will take time to accompany her even if he is busy, will take her to fly to see the sea, and encourages him who closes his eyes because of fear of heights to look at the beautiful scenery below.

This person who would gently brush her hair, patiently enlighten her, and promised to teach her to become stronger.

The man who had promised her that he would always be there and comforted her at the same time.

This person who said that he could talk to him about anything and wanted to be the first listener.

The person who said he didn’t want her to get hurt, would make chocolates that she liked, would go shopping with her, would help her carry things thoughtfully, would give her a pocket watch made by herself, and would teach her how to dance. The person who told her, and the person who later said that he wanted to know about her...

This person has always been so gentle and reliable...why..."Why..."

"Aren't you satisfied? Then, White Pigeon, tell me... what do you want?" Marco turned the White Pigeon's face to himself, not allowing her to dodge in the slightest.

hope?What do you want?

"What answer do you want me to give? Tell me."

The hope is... the white pigeon watched those eyes gradually get lost, probably because of the fever, it felt like falling into the sea, not feeling suffocated, but feeling... being captured, helpless There is nowhere to run but let yourself immerse yourself in the feeling... "I hope... because... because... because..." By the way... what answer does she hope for...

"talk……"

"Because..." In the end...what kind of answer does she want...it seems that what kind of answer she doesn't want...the head hurts...I can't figure it out...why...you cry..."I don't I know..." Bai Ge feels that she has never been a person who likes to cry, but... why can't she stop crying this time. "I really do not know……"

"Huh... I admit defeat, Bai Ge, don't cry." I thought it was Bai Ge who could figure out why he kissed her, tsk, it was such an obvious thing.Carefully wiping away the white dove's tears, but seeing more ones slipping out continuously, Marco frowned, and kissed those lips again, "I love you."

"Huh?" The kiss worked so well that Bai Ge forgot to cry...

"This is why I kiss you, Baige, listen carefully, it's not love for family, damn it, I really regret saying 'we are family' and 'want to protect you as family'. "Marco's look is the first time Baige saw it seriously, "I can't see you as a sister, and if I treat you as a sister, I won't kiss you, understand? I'm treating you Loving like a woman."

"Ah...but...why? I..." Baige was dizzy, Marco loved...loved her?She...is only 17 years old, well, she should be eighteen recently, but she is only just an adult, compared with Babyla and the others...and Marco...has always been so powerful...why do you love her? ?

Marco didn't answer, but instead asked, "Do you hate those kisses?"

"I... don't know..." Bai Ge didn't know how to say that she didn't hate it, so she said it honestly, and then remembered that she was kissed again, and the place where she was kissed was her mouth!Soon his face turned red again, this time it was more natural than the sickly red one before, and in Marko's eyes, the white dove became even cuter.

"Then... try it again, just push me away if you hate it." Marco laughed, as if he had made up his mind a long time ago, put his hand on the white pigeon's shoulder and kept getting closer.

"Ugh?"

The sound was good, and Marco quickly kissed the dove's mouth before it could close. His eager and flexible tongue carried the sweetness of the wine and the richness of the tea into the dove's mouth without any hindrance. Quickly find the frightened companion, appease, and then evoke a slow dance, sometimes withdrawing to give the other party room to breathe, and sometimes advancing, with a sense of plunder.

The continuous almost uninterrupted but tender kisses made the white pigeon look at Marco's eyes sunken in them, and could only hold on to his clothes like driftwood, because he had no strength to do anything else. The thing is, my brain is also in a state of shutdown, and there is probably a sentence in the only running program, [It seems that Marco and I are doing very powerful things... I don't hate it... It seems... very comfortable... Then... …like? 】

"White Pigeon! You're okay...Ah! Sorry, I didn't see anything!" The sound of the door opening and closing was only a few seconds apart, neither of them saw it, but the sound should be Ace.

Because of this, Marco had to end the kiss. After leaving, he kissed the white pigeon's forehead again, reminding her to regain her senses, "How is it? Do you hate it? If you still don't know, we can try again~"

Bai Ge was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head desperately, so Marco was satisfied, "If you don't hate it, you like it?"

This time the white pigeon nods and shakes his head, and Marco is more satisfied, "Then I will acquiesce?" He took the hand of the white pigeon and put it on his face, this warmth will be his from now on, "Bai Pigeon...you will be mine from now on."

"Ah... eh?!"

Marco looked at the white pigeon who suddenly panicked, and laughed domineeringly: The treasure that the pirates are looking for will never let go, so yo~ White pigeon, I will not let you go, just use me as your nest .

The author has something to say: a weak expression... We definitely like to kiss when confessing! ~~ (table batch even ~)

Cover your face and run away~