While the two were chatting, there was a knock on the door, and the voice was charming and seductive.

"Little Fremea, open the door, I'm here to see you."

"Tuk-tuk-tuk."

There was only one ring, and then the sound of the doorknob turning was heard soon after.

Teacher Fremea quickly glanced at herself, who was naked, and then glanced at Droste, whose clothes were disheveled.

How could such a shameful scene be allowed to be seen by Teacher Irina!
She was very anxious and moved very quickly.

At the critical moment.

"Click."

Teacher Irinale pushed open the door and said cheerfully, smiling, "Hey, Fremea, look who it is... Droste?"

When Teacher Irinale saw Delos on Teacher Fremea's hospital bed, she thought she had come to the wrong place. She was stunned for a moment, but then she quickly reacted.

"Droste, you are here to see Teacher Fremea as well? When did you come?"

Drost pulled the quilt around his waist, nodded, and smiled back.

"Good morning, Teacher Ilinal."

"Good morning." Teacher Ilinar put down the scattered gift boxes on her body, then sat on the edge of the bed and stretched.

"I got up so early to look for Teacher Fremea, but she's not here yet."

I looked around, but I didn't see Teacher Fremea.

Teacher Irinale's mouth corners slightly raised, smiling charmingly, and she lunged forward, directly in front of Droste. The rich fruit hanging on the slender branch almost fell off.

"Does Droste know where Teacher Fremea has gone?"

Droste glanced at her with a rude but shrewd gaze. Through the thin coat and simple white suspenders, he could clearly see the shape of a plump and juicy pear.

Then he shook his head with a sincere expression.

"Teacher Fremea said she went out for a while. I don't know where she went. Maybe she flew away." Drost pointed to the partially opened window, which was narrow enough for only a slender girl to pass through, and joked with a smile:
"Maybe it flew out from here and just couldn't get stuck."

"Hahaha, Drost-san is onto something."

Teacher Fremea listened to his words and slightly straightened her chest, but her movements did not change. She was still lying on the quilt in front of Droste.

"But... in this kind of weather... Drost-san..."

Teacher Ilinar stared at Drost's face and spoke word by word. Then, while Drost wasn't paying attention, she quickly pulled off the quilt covering his waist and legs.

The movements were quick, as if carrying a hint of the pleasure of catching someone cheating in bed!

"Why are you covering yourself with a blanket?"

Under the quilt, Droste's pants were properly worn, not messy at all, and could even be said to be quite straight.

Teacher Ilinar didn't see what she wanted to see. She blinked her willow-like eyes and smiled awkwardly.

"What's wrong, Teacher Irinare? Is there something you want to see? Are you looking for Teacher Fremea?"

Drost sat up straight, leaned forward, looked at Teacher Ilinal with a puzzled look, and smiled.

Because of his actions, the two of them were now very close. "That's not the case. So where is teacher Fremea? She told me to come visit her today."

Teacher Ilinar touched her chin, and then without thinking too much, she took off her shoes and climbed onto the white bed.

"Forget it, never mind. Droste said she left, so let her go."

Teacher Ilinal licked her lips, her rosy lips looked particularly shiny. "Then classmate Droste belongs to me now."

A hint of charm flashed across Teacher Ilinal's eyes, and she climbed up directly and lay on top of Droste.

"Shouldn't we go find teacher Fremea now? And maybe teacher Fremea is right next to us."

Droste glanced at the bathroom without leaving a trace, but because he was very careful, he was not noticed by Teacher Ilinal.

When Teacher Irina knocked on the door just now, Teacher Fremea wanted to escape through the window, but the window was a bit stuck and couldn't be opened at all. She could only open it just enough to let someone pass through, and then she couldn't move at all.

Teacher Fremeia turned into a breeze and blew into the bathroom. In order to avoid suspicion, he did not close the bathroom door.

Therefore, what teachers Droste and Ilinal said now fell very clearly into teacher Fremea's ears.

Teacher Fremeia's body was pressed against the bathroom wall, her brows furrowed in anger, and she muttered very quietly in her heart.

"This Drost is full of evil intentions. He just did something bad to the teacher himself!"

"Now he's being affectionate with Teacher Ilinal again."

"When Teacher Ilinal leaves, I will punish you severely."

On the other side, teacher Irinale didn't care. She smiled sweetly and reached out to hold down Droste's hand as he tried to get up from the bed.

"Since Teacher Fremea is busy, there's no need to rush to look for her. Just focus on your current business."

"What's going on now?"

Droste looked at Teacher Ilinal in surprise, and saw that waves gradually began to appear in her eyes. Droste's somewhat surprised face was reflected in her tender eyes.

Teacher Ilinar knelt on the bed and crawled forward a few steps, forcing Droste to look directly into her eyes, then slowly lowered her head and kissed Droste on the lips several times.

"What's going on now? If you want to know, play a game with me."

"what game?"

Are you still playing games, teacher? Your best friend, teacher Fremea, is missing! Are you really not worried?

Droste complained silently in his mind and met Teacher Ilinal's bright smile.

“Play a story.”

"Now you, you are a patient with both hands in plaster, and I am a nurse on night shift."

Teacher Ilinal looked at him with sharp eyes and spoke word by word.

Ilinal is on top and Droste is below.

Droste was stunned for a moment and touched his nose.

But is it really okay to play roles and do mischievous things in the story?
"This is a hospital, Teacher Ilinar, what if someone comes?" Droste thought for a moment and said in a low voice.

Teacher Irinaer didn't care about this at all. She directly pressed Droste down and whispered hot air into his ear. The fragrant breath from Teacher Irinaer flowed into Droste's nose bit by bit. (End of this chapter)