Vol 2 Chapter 621: , Fibre sauce has a fever!

The pink furniture, the pink room, looking around, most of the things, including the bedding on the bed and the curtains drawn up, are all pink. Look at ‘hair, thread, Chinese, text, net
On the pink bed full of warm feeling, there is also a cute rabbit doll. The pink bedding is neatly folded and exudes a faint fragrance.
On the side of the bed, there is a kawaii exquisite wardrobe, and the pattern on it is also a pink rabbit.
There is no doubt that this is a girl's room.
Moreover, it is still a room for a girl who has not yet broken away from her innocence.
In fact, this is indeed the case. This is Teacher Xiaomeng's room.
Originally, at the age of Teacher Xiaomeng, she really could not be called a girl, or even the title of a girl.
However, when people see her pupil figure, cute girl face, and the angelic heart, no one can deny that she is a pure girl.
Zhang Xiang is no stranger to the furnishings of this room. Look. Wool. Line. Chinese. Text. Net
Although, this is not designed by him himself.
However, when the designer gave him the drawing of this room, he had personally reviewed it.
After all, he had booked this new house, a fixed residence in this world, but he couldn't tolerate a little sloppy.
Not to mention, for the six rooms except his master bedroom, he had a foreboding that girls would live in, and he couldn't tolerate his carelessness.
Because of this, he knows all the furnishings in this room.
Of course, after Mr. Xiaomeng came to live, the furnishings in this room, Mr. Xiaomeng has slightly changed, but overall it is still the same.
However, Zhang Xiang's mood at this time was a bit nervous and excited.
After all, even if he counts the things he has passed through in his previous life, he has never come into the girl's room in the middle of the night.
Of course, Zhang Xiang certainly wouldn't admit that the last time he was at Xiaoniaoyou's house late at night, when he went to Xiaoniaoyou Miyu's room to get things from girls' clothes, it was the last time.
‘Well, go to the niece’s room to get things, and in the case of an emergency, of course it’s not counted’, Zhang Xiang defended himself in this way.
However, at this moment, a burst of anxious footsteps rang in Zhang Xiang's ears.
Then there was the sound of Teacher Xiaomeng's room being opened.
"Zhang Xiang..." Teacher Xiaomeng said to Zhang Xiang with an anxious expression on his face, some panting.
Her pink bunny pajamas may have been caused by running off the bed in a hurry, but it was a bit messy, revealing the smoothness of some places, and even the spring light on the slightly bulging chest was when she bent down slightly. It was exposed in front of Zhang Xiang.
"Ah... that... I'm just standing here..." Zhang Xiang pretended to be calm, and slowly left the pink closet that had been a little opened step by step, and said with some embarrassment.
Peeping at the things in the girl's closet, even making the trivial thoughts he had just flashed in his mind, and doing some ambiguous things with Xiaomeng's underwear.
If it happened without the girl discovering it, it's okay.
But if it is discovered.
Even if Zhang Xiang just wanted to take a look at the girl's wardrobe and satisfy his curiosity, he might be mistaken for something.
Not to mention, in the mind of Teacher Xiaomeng, Zhang Xiang is a character with a history.
However, Miss Xiaomeng did not have time to listen to his explanation at this time, or it should be said that her attention at this time was attracted by other things.
"Phoebe... Phoebe sauce has a fever. Just before I went to bed, I found her breathing was a little fast, and felt a little strange, so I touched her forehead with my hand. However, I found her forehead was so hot. It's hot. It seems that I have a high fever." Teacher Xiaomeng interrupted Zhang Xiang's words.
Her face was full of anxious expressions, even her eyes were full of tears, she blamed herself for failing to find out in time, and there was no solution.