[Comprehensive] Strategy game of self-delusion

"For the time being, come in first." Because the mood was too complicated, even the senior didn't want to call, but the light-blond boy walked into her room with a very natural attitude.

It gave Lihua an urge to go out and see if she had entered the wrong room.

She didn't lock the door, her eyes followed this thin figure, until he lay down on her own bed again, Lihua said helplessly, "Compared with Senior Bell's bed, is my bed more attractive? "

She just said it casually, but the young man held his chin and thought about it a little bit seriously. The same artificial fragrance, and the same smell of being exposed to the sun are mixed together, but there is a little difference.

And it was this little difference that made him admit, "It's more attractive, junior-chan's bed."

"Then, does Senior Bell want to sleep in another bed with me?" It would be great if it was that simple, Lihua thought.

The reality is often the opposite of expectations, Bell lowered his arms, pressed a small depression on the side of his head on the soft quilt, and smiled, showing his neat and white teeth, "I feel that the junior sauce wants to send me away as soon as possible, if I don't want to change the bed, hehe whee."

The thick light golden bangs slanted to one side again because of his movements, and Lihua finally saw his eyes under the cover of the other's thick long eyelashes.

It is quite beautiful sapphire blue. The slightly darker color seems to be sinking in the bottom of the sea, and it is subtly illuminated by the projected light. It is indeed like the prince described in the fairy tale.

The slender and thin boy didn't look like a killer, but more like a prince who lifted his feet to let his servants put boots on him.

He raised his eyes and smiled at her, "If the prince's eyes are seen, he will marry that person."

Compared to being like a prince, she was indeed more like a wayward child. Lihua stroked her half-dry hair with her fingers, "If a man sees it, will Senior Bell marry him?"

He didn't know when he had a familiar knife in his hand. He scratched the slightly undulating back of the knife with his fingertips, and then pointed at her, "Can you say it again, junior-chan? The prince was distracted just now and didn't hear clearly."

This is definitely a threat, right, and it's still very childish.

"I mean, senior, what are you doing in my room?" But he was still threatened, so he changed the sentence calmly.

"Hee hee hee, I accompanied Junior Jiang to complete the task today, so my body is very tired." He widened his smile and continued, "Junior Jiang will give His Royal Highness a massage. This request is not too much."

So, can I use question marks?

And, can you stop pointing a knife at her?The desire to complain became more and more intense, but he could only swallow his anger and say, "Not too much."

Yujiang, your super cute master was bullied and acted super cowardly, do you know QAQ?

"Then hurry up and get a massage, junior-chan, it's almost time for the prince to sleep." Bell lay down on the bed, "Missing the best sleep time will delay the growth of the body."

Then please go back to sleep quickly.

Lihua approached Bell, sat down on the edge of the bed, turned her body sideways and put her hand on Bell's shoulder.

I could feel it with my hand, and the boy's body stiffened all of a sudden.Lihua thought to herself, obviously she couldn't bear others to touch her, and she couldn't understand why she had to make herself uncomfortable.

But as revenge for being too condescending just now, she didn't increase her strength. Instead, she lightly pressed his shoulder, and seemed to accidentally touch the snow-white neck of the other party from time to time.

Satisfied to find that the body of his subordinates became more and more stiff, and just as he smiled, he met the boy's royal blue eyes. His eyes seemed to have a gloomy temperament, even when he was smiling, he showed some madness.

Especially when both of them are pointed at by knives.

Are there no other threats?Lihua put away the smile on her face and began to massage him seriously.

He also just looks thin, probably because of his natural skeleton, obviously every place touched by his fingers is covered with flexible muscles.

In short, pinching your hands hurts.

However, Bell slowly relaxed, and only commanded in an orderly manner, "A little bit below... and further down." He didn't speak until the girl's soft fingertips were just placed on his waist.

During the day, the tingling feeling when I watched the other party install gun|armor parts reappeared. It was not very comfortable, but I just didn't want to stop.

She even wanted to lift up her clothes so that her hands could touch her skin directly.

Lihua was very serious, thinking that Bell really just wanted to squeeze the younger generation.

The teenager has a thin waist, and if her hands were bigger, she could grab it. At the age of 17, his body length is enough to look tall, and his skeleton is also good-looking, with broad shoulders, narrow waist, and straight legs.

Because of her gradual exertion, the folds of the already oversized pajamas moved up, revealing a beautiful waistline and delicate white skin.

Because of her sideways body, her wet hair also fell to one side, and finally at a certain moment, the tail of her hair touched the skin of his waist.

When her hand was grabbed by the backhand, Lihua was a little confused, and said, "What's wrong?"

Even gave birth to a little grievance.

She herself was very tired just after training at night, and it was not easy to take a shower and wash her hair. She thought she could have a good sleep after drying her hair, but she was threatened and squeezed by her senior (who didn't help at all).

Although he did have a small desire for revenge at the beginning, he became serious under another blatant threat and used the greatest strength left in his body now.

She tried to break free, but the young man's knuckle-boned fingers were so strong that he even felt a faint pain in holding her hand.

Before he could say anything else, he was interrupted by a furious voice, "What are you doing?"

Rescuing her hand from Bell's hand in time, Li Hua stood up and walked aside, not daring to complain, but just looked down at her hand.

The palms of his hands were almost flushed due to exertion, and there were already a few light red fingerprints on the back of his hands, which looked a bit miserable.

Squalo strode in, lifted Bell, who was slowly sitting up from the bed, and threw him out of the room, then closed the door heavily.

The anger still remained in the voice, "Don't let him in next time."

"I locked the door." Lihua rubbed her hand lightly and explained, "But Senior Bell...he can unlock it."

Squalo was also silent for a while, thinking why he didn't know that Bell still had this skill, returning to the eternal theme, "It's not because you are too weak."

Lihua smiled, "Because I'm a sniper, so naturally I can't be as powerful as Senior Bell."

It may be because she was defended and not questioned, but she felt that she was not wronged at all, and even comforted Squalo, "I didn't do anything. If Squalo needs a massage, I can do it."

"Just your hands that look like they're going to be useless?" Squalo sneered.

But she didn't feel scared, instead she moved closer to him, put her hands in front of him, and wanted to say, 'It just looks miserable. '

But when she noticed the medicated oil in the hands of the silver-haired young man, she smiled and said, "Well, don't be angry, Squalo, I will try my best to refuse next time."

Squalo and Bell are partners who have been together for a long time. She is just a person who has just come to Balian for two days. Things are completely within her tolerance.

"I'm not angry." Squalo said bluntly, with a firm tone, "It's no use just refusing, Bell is not such an easy-going personality, call me directly next time or ask me to come over."

"Yes, yes, I know." Lihua replied, although she felt that Squalo was no longer unhappy about the previous incident, she still explained, "I was sweating a lot after training before, so I was hugged by Squalo Very sorry."

"I'm a girl anyway, and I still mind." She rubbed the hem of her bathrobe uncomfortably, "Squalo, can you understand?"

Squalo didn't answer her question, but handed her the medicated oil, "Apply it yourself tonight, and besides, change the room tonight."

With a gloomy face, he said, "Go to my room, go now."

But... I haven't changed into my pajamas yet.

Facing Squalo's covetous gaze, Lihua picked up the pajamas that were draped over the back of the chair, took the medicated oil Squalo gave her, and left her room.

Squalo's room is almost identical in layout to her room, the only difference is that the furnishings and the things placed there are different.

It can be seen that there are traces of living for a long time, Lihua locked the door, changed her clothes and opened the door again, because she thought that Squalo might have forgotten something and would come back, so she opened the door again.

There was a faint smell in the room that she had smelled from Squalo before, which made her feel at ease.

Touching the empty pocket of her pajamas, Li Hua sighed while sleeping on Squalo's bed, "Today is also a day when I didn't make a video with Yu-chan."

"On the third day after leaving Yujiang, I miss him."

I was thinking about things in my heart, but I fell asleep quickly because of my physical and mental exhaustion.

The next day she was woken up by a hasty knock on the door, Lihua woke up suddenly, looked at her pajamas, did not unbutton a single button because of her rough sleeping position, and then went to open the door.

Standing outside the door was Squalo, he frowned and said, "Go back to your room to change and wash, hurry up and go to morning exercises."

Lihua responded, went back to the room to get the bathrobe she changed, and went back to her room to quickly change clothes and wash up.

She overheard the conversation on the way back to Balian after morning training.

"Master Bell hasn't been on a mission for the past two days, why is he suddenly seriously injured and sent to the infirmary?"

"It seems like I ran to Lord Squalo's room in the middle of the night and was... educated."

"...Is that so, Master Squalo really worked hard."

"……yes."

Looking at "Master Squalo who worked hard", he curled his thin lips, but spoke in a familiar irritable tone, "After breakfast, I will send you and Tsunayoshi Sawada to the mafia school together, remember what I said yesterday Bar?"

"……Remember."

If you want to surpass Sawada-kun in grades, what a strict parent.

Lihua sighed.

The author has something to say: It takes about 17 hours from Japan to Italy because of a connecting flight, so it is the third day after leaving Yujiang.

Tsunayoshi Sawada: What did I do wrong?

Me: So will Yujiang appear tomorrow?