Her sexy and plump figure highlights the broad mind of a teacher in the health room, and Droste couldn't help but admire her in his heart.

It was different from the barren tarmac of Fremea-sensei's place.

Really - if you're not careful your fingers will get soaked.

Droste looked at Teacher Irinale in front of him, watching her move gently, then slowly lift her legs, and looked over with interest, his heart beginning to pound.

Although he already knew how the plot would unfold, Droste was still attracted when the charming teacher Ilinal really did this.

Is this the unspoken secret between night nurses and patients with limited mobility? It's so sweet. Damn!
Droste suddenly became interested.

"Nurse uniform... there must be one. So, classmate Droste likes this kind of thing?" Teacher Ilinal said hurriedly, breathing rapidly and exercising vigorously for a while.

"Now... it's definitely too late. Droste-san will just have to endure the wait on him without a nurse in a nurse uniform."

"And his hands definitely can't move. The current plot requires Droste to play a patient who can't move his hands, understand?"

"When we have time in the future, or classmate Droste, we can come to the teacher's house. Then we can have more time to play role-playing games like this, and there will be uniforms that are close to life."

"You can play however you want then, how about that?"

Teacher Ilinar sat astride, her body trembling a little, but her expression was very serious as she looked at Droste seriously.

But can the filthy words really pass the approval of Lord Hexie?

"Are you right?" Teacher Ilinar stared at Droste with a fiery gaze, but saw his serious look without looking away.

That scrutinizing look, as if he didn't feel anything at all!
Is it so boring?

But now it was Droste who frowned.

"Everyone listens to the teacher."

Droste subconsciously tried to hold Teacher Ilinal, but then stopped.

It turns out that this is what it means to play the role of a patient with both hands in plaster, who is forced to be served by the night nurse, whether it is going to the toilet or doing other proactive things.

Looking at teacher Irina's flying hair and the confident feeling of holding the initiative, Droste didn't care about anything else and just lay on the bed enjoying teacher Irina's tenderness and love.

And firm skin.

……

Teacher Fremeia in the bathroom clutched her clothes tightly, her legs together, the expression on her face could hardly be suppressed, and her body trembled slightly.

"Tick."

A few drops of water dripped from the bathroom faucet, causing Teacher Fremea to come back to her senses and look down at the ground.

Teacher Fremea raised her chin slightly, her breathing became more rapid, the coldness in her eyes was completely gone, and her mind was filled with Droste's face.

As his first embrace, he even mixed up with his best friend Irina, damn Droste!
If it weren't for the pure blood in Droste's body... humph...

Teacher Fremea slowly wiped her hospital gown with her wet fingers, looking indignant.

……

Time has been ticking away, slipping through Droste's fingers.

Just like the heart of teacher Irinale that was being grasped, it slipped away quietly.

Droste lay on the bed, watching Teacher Ilinal clean up the mess for him and serve him very well.

She helped me tidy up my clothes and pants, wiped them clean with her cherry lips, and kissed me on the face.

The gentle and considerate nurse Miss Ilinal, even though only her smooth and white skin was exposed, was still very gentle in helping me clean up. She was so busy that she couldn't even put on her own clothes. How gentle she was.

"That's about it. I'm satisfied now." Teacher Irinaer leaned against Drost, smiled and said, "Student Drost's acting was very realistic."

"It's so real that I can't help but be moved. I really want to ravage you."

The light black magic patterns on Teacher Ilinar's face were almost turning pink, and her body was emitting a rich fragrance, just like the Venus flytrap that releases fragrance to lure small animals.

Droste had tasted the flavor, and although his mind was a little empty, the smell really touched his heart, bringing a tingling feeling in his heart.

"Hasn't Teacher Irinar already done that? It's quite a lot of work." Droste also curled up a smile at the corner of his lips and reached out to pat Teacher Irinar's body.

The elasticity that responds quickly makes him love it.

"It seems that the teacher will be a good actor."

"You're the only one who can say that." Teacher Ilinal rolled her eyes at him. At that moment, she was extremely charming.

"Then come to the teacher's house and you can perform better."

"I must go. Is there a kitten in my teacher's house that can do backflips?" Droste asked curiously with a faint smile on his face.

"Huh? What do you mean by a backflip kitten?"

"Nothing... Teacher Ilinal, take a rest. I'll come to see you next time I have the chance." Droste teased and said nothing else.

"Sure, no problem at all."

……

It was not until Teacher Ilinal was far enough away that Droste's lazy voice rang out in the ward.

"How long are you going to eavesdrop on this, Mr. Fremea? Hmm?"

Teacher Fremea, who heard the voice, came out of the bathroom shyly, her lips moving.

"What do you mean by eavesdropping? It's obviously you two who are performing..."

Then her face suddenly turned red, and the feeling of shame and excitement intertwined made her feel really embarrassed.

The images that flashed through my mind were more and more unbearable to look at.

She came to the bed and looked at Droste who was getting dressed. His lean and well-proportioned muscles were very attractive.

and many more!

Don't be distracted! Fremea!
Teacher Fremea suddenly felt ashamed and angry. She grabbed the pillow on the bed and threw it at Droste.

"Go change, you bastard."

"Just go out? Will the teacher still suck your blood?" Droste looked at teacher Fremea with an innocent expression.

"Are you going to abandon someone right after you use them?"

Droste's words reminded her of the scene just now. She remembered the finger joint that was much thicker than that of an ordinary person and looked very intimidating.

Suddenly, a blush appeared on her face again, and even the roots of her ears turned slightly red.

"Get out! Don't smoke...smoke it next time!"

"Yes, hahaha." (End of this chapter)