The Low Force System Has Always Wanted Me to Dress As a Woman

Yang Nai hurriedly blocked Yukinoshita, how could all previous efforts be wasted after the matter has reached such a level, absolutely must not let Yukino taste it!

"Please, Xiaoxue, my sister hasn't cooked for a long time, it's so delicious, it's all mine, all mine..."

With a stiff smile on his face, Yang Nai pulled the plate in front of him, and ate the dishes he cooked even with tears in his eyes.

Xue Zhixia's face was calm, her cherry lips parted slightly.

"Well, okay, then you can eat, I will watch you eat."

"……………it is good……"

(Thanks to Yayunqing~, Yayun Chuhuan for the reward! Thank you)

Chapter 260 Six Going Home

"I'm back……"

Rin Jingu opened the door and returned to his home. After eating with sister Yukinoshita, he came back without delay. Sister Yang Nao's eyes that were about to breathe fire made him a little scared. Who knows if he stays longer? Will she tear herself apart? That girl under Yukino is really ruthless. She clearly saw that there was something wrong with the dish and she just watched Yang Nai finish it. It's really sisterly love.

It seems that the sister relationship between the two of them is not as simple as that of ordinary sisters. Could it be that there are grudges?Is this because the older sister snatched away the cups that the younger sister should have?Well, this guess is very reasonable.

Jingu Rin was thinking about it, and subconsciously shouted into the house, now he is not alone in the house, and he has someone to shout this sentence.

Although sometimes he would talk to No. [-], that's all.

"Rin, welcome back."

Jingu Rin's unexpected voice came, Mashiro?Isn't she already asleep? What's going on?

"Because I got up and wanted Rin to bathe me, and there was no Rin in the room, so I waited here."

As if seeing Jingu Rin's question, Mashiro explained why he was here in a low voice. There seemed to be a little bit of grievance in his gentle voice, as if he was blaming Jingu Rin for not being at home.

"I have a little something to do when I go out. Don't ask me for things like taking a bath. Why don't you go and wash yourself?"

Are you addicted to being washed by yourself?

"I want to wash myself, and then I get hurt, it hurts a lot."

Hearing Jingu Rin say that Zhenbai was even more wronged. The girl sat on the sofa and raised her foot towards Jingu Rin. Only then did Jingu Rin see that something was wrong with Zhenbai. Toilet paper was stuck to her white and tender feet, and the paper was soaked in bright red blood. It oozes out and looks terribly miserable.

"How did you do it? Why are you so careless?"

Rin Jingu panicked a little, and quickly ran to Zhenbai and held her calf to carefully observe the soles of her feet. This idiot would only wipe himself with toilet paper when he was injured. This rough technique would only make the wound more painful. Does she feel no pain?

"Going to take a shower, there is glass on the bathroom floor, and then it hurts."

Being involved in the wound by Jingu Rin's actions, Mashiro frowned, everything is Jingu Rin's fault, if he was at home, this kind of thing would not happen, so he is responsible.

He really can't push this pot. He really didn't clean up the glass slag from Mr. Washing Machine's explosion. It is also his responsibility to scratch Zhenbai's feet. If it hurts her hand, it will be a disaster. For a painter, Hands are more important than life.

"Come on, I have a medicine box in my room."

Jingu Rin picked up Mashiro. She has no common sense in life. If the wound is not properly treated, the infection will be bad. It is all her own fault. I am no longer alone in the family. The pair of flawless little feet Jingu Rin valued very much, but she couldn't let her get hurt a little bit.

Mashiro put his arms around Jingu Rin's neck naturally, and stared at Jingu Rin blankly with his iridescent eyes. The expression that usually doesn't care about anything can't be found now. Worrying about myself, this feeling of being taken care of made Zhenbai's little heart full of warmth, and it was great to be hurt.

Although my feet hurt, my heart is very comfortable.

"Fortunately, the wound is not too deep. I just need to get the toilet paper out. This thing looks clean but is actually quite dirty."

Jingu Rin put Zhenshiro on the bed very carefully, and snapped her fingers. Miss No. [-] turned the room light to the brightest with great interest. Jingu Rin squatted beside the bed and carefully looked at the soles of Zhenshiro's feet. The little toes like garlic cloves trembled slightly together, and the faint blue veins on the arch of the feet set off the crystal clear skin. No wonder there are so many foot controls, even Jingu Rin couldn't help but want to hold such little feet. Play it carefully.

But the bleeding wound on the palm ruined all the beauty, with tiny pieces of paper sticking to it, it was impossible not to get these things off.

"Hmm..." Mashiro propped up his upper body on the mattress with both hands and looked at Jingu Rin. These were not things she considered, she just needed to listen to Jingu Rin.

"It hurts a bit, bear with it."

Jingu Rin took out the medicine box that had never been used. Although he was rarely injured, these things were still prepared at home. A cotton swab dipped in warm water carefully touched the soles of Zhenbai's feet. His hands were very light, with perfect strength The control made Zhenbai not feel much pain, just like a wheat awn poked on the skin, stinging, but also itchy.

Carefully cleaned up all the scraps of paper, Jingomiya Rin followed the knowledge in his brain, dipped in iodine and applied it to Mashiro's wound. The stimulating alcohol made Mashiro, who was immersed in tenderness, twitch his feet back, saying It's okay, it only hurts a little, which is even more painful than being pierced by glass just now.

Zhenbai's eyes were full of tears, and she shrank her feet back like a little girl avoiding an injection. The pain was so painful that she couldn't bear it at all.

"Hey, if you don't apply the medicine properly, the scars will be ugly. These feet are so beautiful, if there are blemishes, it will be a waste of money."

Rin Jingu grabbed her ankles to prevent her from withdrawing. He had only been smeared by others, but he hadn't been smeared by others. This feeling was good, and he didn't want to let it go.

"Does Rin like my feet?"

Hearing what Jingu Rin said, Mashiro stretched out her leg as if she had made up her mind. Although it hurts, if Rin likes it, she is willing to bear the pain.

"Yeah, I like it very much. I like your whole body, so you must protect yourself well. Things like this must not happen again in the future."

"...Okay, Rin, I'm ready, apply the medicine for me."

Hearing Jingu Rin's words, Zhenbai feels that she is soft all over, and the warmth in her heart can drive away all pain. She likes Jingu Rin saying this to herself very much, and regrets not recording it. If you record it, you can hear it every day.

Jingu Rin picked up the cotton swab again. Although Zhenbai said so, her little feet couldn't help shaking. She was really afraid of pain, but it didn't matter, Jingu Rin had a way.

"Zhenbai, what blood type are you?"

Chatting casually with the girl on the mouth, the electric current between Rin Jingu's fingers rushed into Mashiro's ankle, and the random current paralyzed the pain nerves in her wound, and Mashiro didn't notice it at all when the brown iodine was rubbed on the wound .

"I don't know the blood type, can't Rin see it?"

"What do you think I am? How can this thing be seen?"