My Wife's Traditional Performing Arts

The thermometer is a very old-fashioned mercury column thermometer, which can be clamped under the armpit, or pressed under the tongue in the mouth, or even if you want to bend it a little... the temperature in that place is actually the most accurate.

This can be regarded as common sense that everyone knows. It’s hard to say whether Gou Juanji has thought about it, but if he thinks about it, he won’t do it. The bad taste in his heart is still difficult to break through that layer of shyness. The defensive line, the neon boy who is reserved by nature is unwilling to confide in his heart, and is also very good at suppressing himself.

——Of course, not everything can be suppressed, nor can everything be suppressed.

Otherwise, in the lounge of the exchange meeting, the dog curly thorn would not have pinched the tip of my wife Natsuno's tongue uncontrollably, and the dark leather choker should not have appeared on my wife Natsuno's neck. The most common way to use a thermometer is to clamp it under the armpit It's hard to say whether the dog curly spine chose this way out of subconsciousness or some other unknown idea.

Everything is like a water balloon with a small hole leaking, slowly dripping out some things that can no longer be trapped by the thin balloon skin, and it may even burst with a "bang" one day, after all, adolescent male high school students are The most unbearable thing to tease, Goujuan can endure until this time, it is already extremely firm will.

Still pinching the end of the thermometer in his hand, the side of the mercury head was pressed under his soft tongue, and the scale line sank into his mouth along his soft lips, because the breath was still hot, and the part of the thermometer still exposed Fog was blown on the edge, and it was so foggy that I couldn't see where the scale was. Only the layer of wet mist was particularly eye-catching.

The pink-haired boy probably really got a little burnt out, and he didn't climb up the pole unceremoniously like he would do in the past. He used to be very energetic and swayed for a while, and then limply stuck on the pole. The top of her head was hidden with other strands of hair. My wife Xia Ye half-opened her pink eyes, which were beginning to feel sleepy again.

It is suitable for the patient to be honest...but the dog curly thorn is inexplicable, there is a kind of loss that I can hardly detect?

——Mingming very proactively proposed "I'm hot everywhere, I'll be comfortable"... Now it's so quiet, isn't Xia Ye doing anything this time?

——Of course I can't do anything, and I can't ask Xia Ye to do anything. Xia Ye has a fever and doesn't have much energy. He needs to rest.

——However, if it was before...if it was before, Xia Ye would stare at him with burning eyes, and then he would be very active in entanglement, clinging to him for a hug, or warmly inviting... right?

I don't know if the "New World" has changed the bottom line. The dog's fingertips are still pinching the end of the mercury thermometer, and his thinking is uncontrollably skewed to a strange place.

The tip of Xia Ye's tongue is very slippery and soft, and it should be very dexterous. The temperature in his mouth is moist and hot, and his lips are also very soft. They are a little pale due to illness, but they have an inexplicably strange luster. The mercury head of the thermometer, but paired with misty eyes and flushed cheeks, it is easy to be associated with other... other...

The fingertips holding the thermometer began to exert force uncontrollably, and began to stir under the tongue. After the owner of the pink pupils became confused and let out a "hmm", the mercury head that had been drawn twice under the tongue came out from the edge of the tongue. Squeeze to the top, poke the surface of the tongue twice from time to time, draw the tip of the tongue in circles, or rub the upper teeth that are prone to itching.

The dog curly thorn just played the thermometer into a cat teaser for no reason, pinching the glass tube with his fingers involuntarily, stirring it around in the mouth, playing like a pink cat " Ha" let out a sound, the saliva that couldn't be swallowed quickly slid down the thermometer, and only then did he react with a jolt.

——Dried bonito!Mentaiko!tuna!

— what was he doing just now! ! !

The spellcaster withdrew his hand violently, and even wanted to put his hand in his pocket to conceal it, then turned his back and squatted down to hold his head, wishing to bury his whole face in his collar, leaning against the edge of the bed and start thinking sublimation.

——It's going too far, it's really going too far, now it's not just Xia Ye who is going too far, he himself is going too far!

——What did you think of just now?My mind is out of control at all, and I tend to subconsciously go to that place... Sure enough, I have seen too much, right?You must have seen too much, right?

——It shouldn't be like this, but after thinking about it, I think it's okay to do this... After all, it is Xia Ye, after all, Xia Ye is different, it is okay to do this kind of thing to Xia Ye, right?Xia Ye doesn't seem to hate it, even Xia Ye is obviously the most active one...

——…Also, can I do the same?If I had just pushed the thermometer a little deeper and pressed it to the base of my tongue, would I have heard a small whimper...

The dog curly spine feels that he has a disease that makes him unable to think properly once his cheeks are hot, and the culprit is actually the "new world" that leads him in a "strange direction".

... The things in the new world are far more than that, and even this kind of floating hair that can only be said to be not even superficial, the more people feel the stimulation of "this is not correct", the easier it is to arouse people's interest , it was probably because of this reason that the original dog curly thorn sank headlong into the self-comforting "I just watched".

——It’s about to evolve from a male high school student who has only seen Lifan.

The dog curly spine thought a little sadly.

——He might become a bad boy high school student who knows more than Pang Da, and even his birthday will soon be reached, and he has reached the age limit for marriage... The self who has left the title of "underage" will become Be that bad grown-up?

——But it’s not bad to be a bad adult, after all, you can do things that minors can’t do, and it’s easy to cause problems if you keep holding back...

Probably really startled by his own behavior, the spellcaster, who was squatting with his back against the bed and tucked his knees, began to lose control of his thoughts again, thinking wildly, until the back of his head was rubbed with a gust of heat, a soft heat source wrapped him Covering the quilt, he leaned over and rubbed his cheeks against the tips of his blood-red ears, only then did he react in shock.

"Salmon, salmon?"

- Is there enough time for the thermometer?

"It's been more than 5 minute."

My wife Xia Ye held the end of the temperature measurement in her mouth, squinted her eyes and rubbed the hair on the back of the spellcaster's head comfortably, and then continued vaguely:

"Mr. Thorn has been in a daze for a long time, what are you thinking about?"

Somewhat pretentiously, the dog curly thorn conditioned reflex decisively denied: "Dried bonito!"

—he didn't think of anything!

"That's right."

Perhaps a fever would also affect calm thinking. My wife Xia Ye had no doubts at all, and accepted the answer in a daze. Then she took out the thermometer and stuffed it into the hand of the spellcaster, then shrank back into the bedding, looking at it with bright eyes. Looking at the spellcaster who turned his head, he said expectantly:

"Mr. Thorn, I want to sleep with you."

No matter how much they wanted to sleep together, they could only just sleep now, so the dog Curly Thorn remained unmoved, looked down at the scale, confirmed that the pink-haired cat was having a high fever, and then frowned.

"Dried bonito."

——Go to bed after taking the medicine.

"Okay, Mr. Thorn."

It is a very comforting thing for the patient to be very obedient. You don't need to be coaxed to take the medicine, and you can do whatever you want, and you don't need to use spells. , and then looked at him with misty pink pupils blinking again, and felt an inexplicable feeling of itching in the heart again.

Let's talk about the rest later... After all, Xia Ye is still having a fever, and it's not something that can be done right away if he wants to change what's wrong.

The dog curled up thinking.

Anyway... Xia Ye would be very obedient if he was by his side, and that was enough.

Wholehearted trust, trust that does not resist spells at all, and accepts all good and bad, undisguised and straightforward emotions... The dog curled up rubbed the black leather on his slender neck, thinking lightly in his heart , for the time being, this is enough.

So he also took a shallow breath, then turned on the bed, hugged the warmer pillow in his arms, put his chin on the top of the fluffy hair as before, and took a comfortable breath.

There is no soft heat source for the quilt and shower gel, and the quality of sleep is not very high these days. Until this time, there is a warm feeling that the empty place is filled, and there is no shortage of things in the arms, and the bed is warm Yes, the bed is no longer empty.

Drowsiness surged in irregularly, maybe even Pang Da, who was secretly listening to the corner next door, didn't expect that the first thing the two did when they returned to the dormitory after their reunion was to sleep.

—pure sleep.

***

"Spine skipped the afternoon's training."

Chanyuan Maki leaned on her big naginata expressionlessly, staring quietly at the embarrassing Yiguyouta and Panda.

"Although you returned home early because of Youtai, I plan to see how much you have grown in the afternoon... But you two obviously live next to Ji's dormitory, didn't you call him?"

"Maki, isn't this, isn't Xia Ye back?"

Pang Da insisted on making a shy expression with a black and white panda face:

"There is a saying 'Xiao Bie wins a newly married', we rashly call Ji, what should we do if we disturb them?"

Yi Gu Youtai smiled embarrassingly at the side, he thought, classmate Pang Da has not changed at all, and will always be able to say more mature and eye-catching words.

Maki-san and Goumaki-san... Maki-san hasn’t changed much except for her hair style, but Gou-maki-san has changed a lot. At least before, he never thought that Gou-maki-san would get off the order so quickly, and he still treats underage students brother start...

Thinking of the tooth mark on the back of his junior black leather choker again, Yi Gu Youtai couldn't help pressing his temples on both sides with melancholy.

Such an obvious tooth mark, such a deep tooth mark, still biting on the throat... I never thought that Gou Juan would do such a thing before, I feel crazy criticizing the conjurers who are usually suppressed The pitch black is almost overflowing, is that really okay?

But Yigu Youtai doesn’t pay much attention to the private life of his classmates, at most he just grieves that the gentle and caring Gouju classmate has now changed into a crazy conjurer who has a strong desire to control and preys on underage students , other things, he is also more conscious - after all, the two of them are in love with each other, and he is always staring at him. Could it be that he is waiting to eat dog food?

As soon as he thought of this, Yota Oto heard that Zenyuan Maki, who he thought "hasn't changed except for his hairstyle", suddenly sighed in a low voice: "There is another guy who eats dog food."

The confused super conjurer looked over subconsciously, and before he could realize what the sentence meant, he heard Pan Da also quickly pick up Maki's words:

"Youta's words, have you already eaten?"

Yigu Youtai: "?"

The panda whose mind was full of yellow cotton winked at him, and his tone became strange:

"Ji's dormitory is in the middle of our dormitory, I heard it, and Yuta must have heard it too, what Ji said—"

What Goujuan said... What did Goujuan say?

The pure love god of war who reacted instantly blushed, and then lowered his head and covered his face under the puzzled eyes of Chanyuan Maki.

...Yi Guyou too heard what Goujuan said next door, that sentence "holding".

contain what?where?Why do you say this word, then there is no movement, what is the next door doing?

Goujuan and my wife and junior are in a relationship, and the tooth mark on my wife’s and junior’s throat was bitten by Goujuan, and the two of them directly lived in a dormitory together...Don’t say that Fatty doesn’t think that the two of them have anything. Nothing, even Yi Gu Youta thought so, in Yi Gu Youta's heart, these two people probably have done everything except that they couldn't get married because of their age.

Even if Yi Guyoutai calls himself "pure love", it doesn't mean he doesn't understand things other than "pure love". After all, he was secretly taken to watch premium channels, so it doesn't mean he doesn't understand anything.

God, he feels that he is so redundant, should he apply to change the dormitory?

……

As a result, nothing was accomplished in the follow-up of the original training. Zenyuan Maki originally wanted to practice with Yi Guyoutai, but before it started, the super conjurer who had just got off the plane and had a rest at noon was called. Make a mission report, if nothing unexpected happens, many domestic missions will also be arranged.

"The tasks of the first grade have also begun to increase frequently, and we should be very busy after that."

Chanyuan Maki said: "Before I asked Wild Rose when she was free to come to train, she said that she has been doing odd tasks recently, and they are all third-level and fourth-level miscellaneous... It should be for freshmen to practice their hands."

"This is also impossible."

Panda muttered:

"The upper management can't wait for us to be split into two people. There are so many spells, and it feels like we can't solve them. Enlightenment is also very busy. Sure enough, it's more appropriate to do a lot of simple tasks with freshmen."

It wasn't until their afternoon "training" was over that the only single dog in the training ground (Yi Gu Youtai claimed to be married) went back to the dormitory silently. A few students from the first grade were also brought in, as if they were going to have a dinner together before everyone got busy.

When Gou Juanji woke up refreshed, the phone's chat interface was constantly swiping messages, and the speed of swiping the screen was comparable to Xia Ye sending him messages. He stared twice and saw that the group chat was currently It was a few first-year students who were discussing whether they should call Xia Ye "Senior".

So the dog curled the phone indifferently, and hugged the warm "pillow" whose body temperature seemed to drop, and rubbed it comfortably on the top of the soft pink head, and then noticed the warmth as expected The pillow moved, then rolled over in his arms unhurriedly, and turned to look at him with bright pink eyes blinking.

『Although the fever will cause a bit of confusion in thinking, but if what happened, I will still remember it clearly. 』

『Sure enough, Thorn-kun is also looking forward to a closer relationship, right?Otherwise, why would you be interested in that situation. 』

"I really want to hug and kiss Mr. Thorn, and do more intimate things. Mr. Thorn also wants to hug and kiss me to do more intimate things. My plan is successful. Although I will be very disappointed after leaving Mr. Thorn for a few days, but this It can be used as a catalyst to improve our relationship—if this continues, it will be done soon, right? 』

My wife Natsuno thought expectantly.

"Is there any reason to refuse?Mr. Thorn has also shown that he cares, so at most, it only needs a buffer time to get closer and closer... Let Mr. Thorn belong to me. 』

——In fact, it doesn’t matter if there is no buffering, right?I don't know what happened to Mr. Thorn in the past few days, but I feel that the progress of proactive approach has also increased by leaps and bounds. Maybe the invitation can be successful now.

Thinking so in my heart, my wife Xia Ye turned around and left behind the so-called "buffer period", and suggested happily:

"Mr. Thorn, how about we continue what we did before?"

Dog Curly Thorn: "?"

Continue with what you just did, what's the matter?

The dog's eyes were blank for a moment.

Did he take the temperature, or... he did it when the temperature was taken...

Immediately, the slightly light-colored soft lips, the mist spreading on the thermometer, and the secret desire to dominate the mouth while pinching the glass rod at a distance, even the fingers moved uncontrollably, from The soft, warm moist illusion returned from the fingertips and fingertips...

——No, no, wait, wasn't Xia Ye already burned to the point of fainting?Do you still remember that kind of thing? !

I was a little surprised that the high fever recovered so quickly, but it is not incomprehensible when I think of taking medicine and putting on antipyretic patches... It's just that I can't remember this kind of thing. Once started to rise up!

Probably thinking of the reason for his change of expression, Fen Rongrong showed a suddenly realized expression, and then excitedly gave him the answer:

"Because it's not just a 'high fever', it has a lot to do with the overdraft of spell power, and you will recover quickly after taking a rest—so I remember everything Mr. Thorn did."

In a sense, it also made the thin-skinned spellcaster feel like he was dying. However, my wife Natsuno didn't have the slightest intention to stop, a slight blush appeared on her cheeks unsurprisingly, and she continued with burning eyes:

"Mr. Thorn is very interested, right? In fact, I want to stretch my fingers a little further inward, to see something different... right?"

The soft voice was close at hand, and the heat of breathing could be felt through the skin, and the dog Curly Thorn didn't know what he should do now—pretend he didn't hear it?But Xia Ye was right, he really wanted to see something... different.

Gou Juanji swallowed his saliva, not knowing whether he was nervous or looking forward to it, and his gaze caught sight of my wife Xia Ye, who was staring at him with half-closed pink pupils. He was caught swallowing, and then he saw that the pink hair seemed to have gotten it. What signaled that he was very happy, the corners of his lips immediately raised several arcs.

"Mr. Thorn didn't refuse, I'm very happy--just let Mr. Thorn acquiesce."

The next moment, the dog Curly Thorn, who was lying on his side, suddenly felt a tightness around his waist, and the pink fur that had been obediently curled up in his arms at first showed him the tip of his fangs, and his shoulders were clasped. Lying on the side, the quilt was fastened and I lay flat on the bed. A pink-haired man who was not in good spirits for some reason was sitting on the waist and abdomen, tightly suppressing all the places where the waist muscles could exert strength, and the strength of the shoulders was not small. At least without the support of his upper arms, he would never be able to get up.

"……kelp?"

The light on his face was blocked by the pink head that lowered his head and approached. Because this posture was so familiar, the dog curly thorn recalled that night attack almost instantly - it was almost exactly the same as the current posture!

It's just that, at that time, his mind was full of messy shyness and resistance, and he directly used the spell to make Xia Ye "sleep", now...

Anyway, it's just fingers and mouth... It's not too much, it's not even a kiss, isn't it doing nothing if you round it up?

It seemed a bit too upright to say that he didn't look forward to it. The dog curled his eyes slowly, his eyes moved from the blushing on both sides of the pink-haired boy's cheeks, and then slowly let go, his thinking sublimated again.

——There was no way to say "dried bonito", because he couldn't help moving his fingertips... He really wanted to know, what was Xia Ye going to do?

……

The right wrist hanging on the side of the body was held, and the thumb was half pushed and half pressed against the tooth surface on one side. The pink-haired boy stared at his eyes with foggy pink pupils, and then bit down lightly with his teeth. one time.

Almost instinctively, he subconsciously sat up with the other hand supporting his back, and then he turned his back on the other person, holding the other person's cheek like his own side, and the pink-haired boy who was a little out of balance quickly grabbed his wrist , but there was no intention of pulling his hand away at all.

Even the thumb stuck between the two rows of teeth that could not close up and down could feel the warm water marks that slipped past, whether it was intentional or not.

The curser's purple eyes darkened a little again.

Just in this position, stretch out the other knuckles...

You can press the surface of the tongue, you can rub the tip of the tongue, and as I did before, the upper teeth are itchy when touched, and there are even those who have been explicitly invited to press inward... Is it okay to put it on the base of the tongue? Is it okay to touch it very inside? Is it okay to press the fingertips until you feel uncomfortable and want to retch... Is it also okay?

……

Retching will cause physiological tears to be secreted, and it is best not to stimulate the throat too many times, because there may be some bad consequences-but only try twice, if you look at the dense mist on the pink pupil , In fact, it may be a particularly itchy scenery.

He lowered his head to look at the shiny fingertips, then retracted his gaze, and the dog curled his eyes blankly, staring at the dust floating in the air, and did not move.

... I really, unceremoniously, just let that thought go faster than my mind... That's it, I played.

Obviously there is no kissing or doing more intimate things, but why is there an inexplicable feeling like "sage time"?

He's still pure love, right?