My Heroic Life

"Malda is older than me, but she certainly won't, this kind of thing, I, I am better than her."

"Oh, is that right? That's it, okay." Roland said affirmatively with a perfunctory look, and then said: "Miss Jeanne, who is good at these things, wants to sleep in separate beds, so please get off of me. Ah, don’t look at me like that, I really didn’t believe you."

"I know, you must have been exhausted after working for several days, so you have to separate beds and take a good rest."

Roland looked as if I believed it, and stretched out his hand like touching the head of a junior and coaxed: "Jan of Arc is also an adult, I understand it, it's okay, go, be good!"

"...Take your hand away!" Jeanne raised her eyes and slapped Roland's hand away.

"One, only a bed, I don't care at all!"

Chapter 146: Physiology Teacher Mr. Roland

"Don't force yourself, forget it, Jeanne."

Roland looked sincere and put his hand under Jeanne's armpit, trying to hug her away, but was firmly rejected by the girl. She avoided Roland's hand:

"Hurry up, stop talking nonsense, move me quickly."

At the strong request of Joan, Roland had to move a little to the right. The bed was originally relatively large, Roland was a thin Asian figure, and Joan was even more petite, and lying side by side together was not too crowded.

The two of them lay flat and looked at the ceiling, separated from each other for a certain distance. The man looked at Joan who was lying next to him, and sighed helplessly.

What a nice woman.

Fortunately, Roland is a serious and responsible young man. If you meet a scumbag, you will be done tonight.

Of course, Roland didn't think he was such a beast. He could see that Joan was really tired. In this case, he didn't want to get any crooked thoughts, but his purpose was very simple, and the girl around him started to think.

Joan lay flat on the bed on the left, her eyes straight and flushed, it was hard to imagine what would happen next.

She just went to bed with a wave of anger, but now she lay down, but Joan was a little bit scared. After all, she was still an innocent girl, and she didn’t understand that aspect. At this time, she was struggling for a while. Have an idea, whether to agree or not to agree.

"Jan of Arc."

"Hey?!"

The girl who was thinking about the entanglement was called by name, and immediately let out a scream. Roland smiled helplessly when she saw her so nervous.

"Go to sleep."

"Hey?"

"I said go to sleep, stop thinking about it, and close your eyes."

"......Ok."

Joan nodded hesitantly. Although the saying is that it is a beast, it is not as good as a beast, but at this moment, the girl is still relieved, she is really not ready for this.

"Unexpectedly, I didn't use my hands, huh, just praise you."

"Then of course, how can I do something with a child."

"what!"

"Haha, just kidding."

"Ha ha."

Roland turned his head and was very happy, and then Joan slapped his abdomen with a punch. The man curled up in the quilt and wailed.

"Kidney, kidney..."

"Humph."

"No kidding, I know you are tired, how can you bother you to rest? We will have a long time afterwards. I can still bear this."

When she heard the man say this, Jeanne turned her head and looked directly at the other pair of eyes more than ten centimeters apart. This kind of promise that she would be together in the future made her feel relieved for a while.

"rhetoric."

She blushed and cursed, but her hand under the quilt stretched out.

Roland held her hand and leaned her body to the left. Jeanne took a glance and leaned her body to the right. Then the two finally met.

Feeling the warmth around her made her heart calm a lot. Gradually, her eyelids became heavier and deeper, and finally fell asleep completely, her face tilted to one side and leaning on Roland's shoulder.

"Is this to sleep with you?"

The young man murmured to himself. He tilted his head, pressed his cheeks to Joan's long pale blonde hair, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

No words for a night.

Roland woke up early the next morning, not long after the sun rose.

When he opened his eyes with a yawn, he thought at first glance that he saw an angel.

The asleep Joan is still so beautiful, with small fan-like eyelashes, plump cherry-colored lips, unsullied but evil face, angelic purity but with the temptation of depravity, pale golden The hair makes people feel mysterious, the waist that is full and full, and the full chest is now against Roland's chest and abdomen.

Joan is now shrunk in Roland's arms. If she looks at her from sleeping, she is still honest, but when it comes to Roland's body, touch and smell, it seems a bit too intimate.

The scent of shampoo lingers at the end of the nose, and the slight breath blows on the neck with heat. The girl’s unsuspecting appearance puts a lot of pressure on the young people who are already suffering at this specific time in the morning. In order to control himself, Roland I had to shrink back and press my hand down.

It’s a pity that it’s just like feeling in my heart. Maybe because of losing the warmth around him, maybe because of the shaking of the bed, the eyes under the eyelids of Joan, who was asleep, began to turn, and there was a slight hum in his mouth. The man who was physically suppressing heard the sound and raised his head in a panic, and Joan opened his eyes slowly.

"Lan, good morning."

Joan said hello in a daze, and within a few seconds she immediately became sober, and then began to scan the suspicious surroundings. This is a habit she has cultivated in her military life.

Then she noticed the young man’s panicked expression and abnormal posture. His hands were in the quilt, as if something was hiding. Jeanne blinked strangely, then gently opened the quilt and looked at it. At a glance, the face was immediately red as blood in the next moment.

"!"

Jeanne covered the quilt more than ten times faster than when she lifted it up, her eyes trembled and her lips trembled and looked up at Roland.

"You, you actually do this kind of thing in front of me, it's incredible!"

Jeanne shrank back with a shocked look, as if looking at something dirty, Roland was taken aback when she saw this, and immediately understood that she had misunderstood.

"No, no, I am..."

"If you are like this, why don't you tell me directly, ah, looking at my sleeping face and doing such things, are you a pervert?"

Joan said so with a disgusting expression. The young man gasped heavily at the girl who stared at him like this, but Joan was even more shocked when he looked at him panting and flushing.

"Difficult, can even being despised by me and insulting by me can make you excited?"

Joan's expression became a bit embarrassed this time. To be honest, although she was shocked at the beginning, she was still acceptable. She just felt a little awkward to be done with these things when she fell asleep, but then she was a little scared.