Chapter 182

He said it casually, but Sakurajima Mai actually nodded.

Kitakami Yoru clicked his tongue, picked up the bowl, scooped up a spoonful of warm porridge, and sent it to Sakurajima Mai's mouth.

It was like a dream.

Going to the hospital and picking up a beautiful celebrity senior, and also needing to take care of her fever.

Cooking, feeding...

"Ah... um..."

Sakurajima Mai opened her mouth slightly, held the spoon, and used her clumsy tongue to sip the porridge inside.

The savory taste was stimulated in her mouth; it was savory, suitable, and fragrant.

"Delicious..."

Sakurajima Mai raised her eyelids and looked at Kitakami Yoru.

"I wonder how school is doing."

Kitakami Yoru murmured distractedly, though he wasn't very anxious.

"So handsome..."

Sakurajima Mai swallowed the porridge in her mouth and opened her mouth to wait for feeding; Kitakami Yoru's movements were a bit slow, so she raised her head because of it.

"The food is also delicious..."

Kitakami Yoru came back to his senses and sent another spoonful of porridge into Sakurajima Mai's small mouth.

After finishing breakfast, Sakurajima Mai's complexion was obviously better, and she regained some strength, directly lifting the quilt.

"I'll go to school after I accompany you to the hospital later~"

Kitakami Yoru looked at the bowl with only a little porridge left and said.

"Two days of IV, you should be almost better."

Kitakami Yoru looked at Sakurajima Mai again.

Two days of IV is a course of treatment; after the injection, Sakurajima Mai will be fine.

Next, just rest and take medicine slowly, and she can recover.

He is not Sakurajima Mai's nanny, and Sakurajima Mai is not a pet puppy he raised that needs him, the owner, to take responsibility and take careful care of.

Unless...

Sakurajima Mai was stunned when she heard this, quickly sat cross-legged, and sure enough, she spoke to keep him:

"Can't it be the day after tomorrow?"

"Observe for two more days... I..."

Just a moment ago, she was so panicked that she couldn't even feel her own heartbeat.

"Ah?"

Kitakami Yoru showed hesitation and considered it seriously.

Sakurajima Mai's expression gradually turned nervous, and she even clenched her hands.

"Alright then, you rest for a while, and then we'll go to the hospital for an injection."

Kitakami Yoru thought about Sakurajima Mai's magical ability, which could help him too much, so he agreed.

"Great~"

The nervousness on Sakurajima Mai's face disappeared instantly, turning into a faint smile.

"Did you fake it?"

Kitakami Yoru was stunned.

"I won't tell you, humph."

Sakurajima Mai hummed lightly and rolled off the bed.

As an actress?

Isn't it normal to perform a little?

Her soft, fair jade feet stepped on the cold floor, and Sakurajima Mai bent over to put on her slippers.

Suddenly, she noticed out of the corner of her eye that Kitakami Yoru was still standing by her bed, not leaving.

She raised her head, met Kitakami Yoru's gaze, and glared in shame and anger.

"What are you looking at? My feet don't have a smell..."

"It's your nose that's sensitive; go to hell..."

Sakurajima Mai felt it wasn't enough after saying that.

She lightly pressed her heel onto Kitakami Yoru's slippers and tried hard to crush Kitakami Yoru's toes.

"Sakurajima-senpai, I don't believe you haven't secretly smelled them yourself..."

Kitakami Yoru squeezed out a smile with great difficulty and lowered his head to admire the other party's pair of beautiful feet.

Fair, soft, bony, and petite, she was curling her pink toes, and her heels were constantly crushing Kitakami Yoru.

These are beautiful feet, no doubt.

Different from Satania's, Eriri's, or even Gabriel's.

The feet of the three of them are all of the petite and cute type, a bit fleshy.

"What are you looking at?!"

Sakurajima Mai saw Kitakami Yoru staring at her feet, his hot gaze almost pouncing on her feet.

Instinctively, she shuddered, shyly curled her feet, and lay back on the bed.

Kitakami Yoru's train of thought was interrupted, and he turned his head to look elsewhere in embarrassment.

"Don't tell me you have perverted, vulgar thoughts about my feet?"

"Ah?"

Sakurajima Mai sat up, thought of this, exclaimed in surprise, and was ashamed and angry.

Before Kitakami Yoru could respond.

She directly stretched out her slender legs, kicked her feet towards Kitakami Yoru's stomach, and through her clothes, she wanted to twist the soft flesh on his stomach with her toes.

"Don't do that!"

Kitakami Yoru was startled by Sakurajima Mai's action.

"Oh?"

Sakurajima Mai seemed not to have noticed at all, or completely didn't know.

Instead, she tried even harder.

Seeing Kitakami Yoru wanted to dodge, she directly stepped on him lightly.

The pink jade feet were very well maintained by Sakurajima Mai, and the soles of her feet were snow-white and tender.

"Stop kicking me..."

Kitakami Yoru was kicked several times, so he simply reached out and grabbed Sakurajima Mai's feet, gently tickling the soles of her feet.

"Ah... hahaha..."

"Ha... so itchy... don't..."

"I'm... sorry!"

Sakurajima Mai couldn't help but laugh out loud; it seems her soles are a sensitive point, and her reaction is greater than a normal person's.

I guess she herself is also very ticklish.

"Do you still want to kick me?"

"Seriously..."

Kitakami Yoru curled his lips and said.

"Rustle, rustle..."

There was a sound of the quilt moving on the bed, and Sakurajima Mai withdrew her feet and dived into the quilt.

"If I were a little bit worse, Sakurajima-senpai, you would regret it."

Kitakami Yoru retreated from the room with a bitter smile.

The room became quiet.

A few minutes later, Sakurajima Mai dared to poke her head out, her face flushed red, and she kept muttering lightly.

It seems she was cursing someone?