Chương 31: Chapter 31 Forced to commit himself?
Nicola had a long dream. She dreamed that her cat could talk.
It's such a big surprise that the furry baby you've had for many years can suddenly call you mommy.
Nicola stroked the black cat's fluffy little head and made it call mommy very gently.
The black cat stared at her with his big round eyes, very unfilial.
Nicola felt very angry. She helped the cat deal with its excrement every day, but it didn't even recognize its mother!
The angry Nicola felt that the black head caught in her palm was still trying to struggle. She used all her strength to grab the black hair, and then discovered that her son's hair suddenly seemed to have grown longer.
The cat she raised was obviously a short-haired black cat, so why did she suddenly turn into a Maine Coon cat?
"Why isn't she awake yet?"
"She seems to have a fever."
"Such a high temperature won't burn out her brain, right?"
"It's all burned like this, and she's still holding Arthur Otis..."
All the "buzzing" sounds in her ears were voices. Some of them could be heard clearly by Nicola, but some could not be heard clearly.
She doesn't need anyone else, she just wants her cat.
Nicola hugged the cat's head tightly in her arms.
"How can a person in a coma with fever get so much strength?"
"Arthur is out of breath."
"Pull her away quickly."
Everyone tried their best, but Nicola's arm was pulled away. She was angry because the only cat she owned was taken away, and all that was left on her hand was a few strands of black cat hair.
Take it back, her cat, she wants to take it back... Nicola was so angry that she struggled to open her eyes and saw a circle of people surrounding her.
"She's awake, she's awake." Paul was the first to jump up.
"Lilith, how do you feel?" Vatair Jacobs was still wearing the white military uniform. He stood by the bed and looked at her with worry on his face.
Nicola moved her eyes, and her red eyes were filled with a layer of physiological water mist. They were extremely beautiful, like the red clouds covered by the setting sun on the horizon.
Nicola slowly raised a hand.
Vatair Jacobs immediately reached out anxiously to hold it.
Nicola:…
Nicola shook it off hard and saw the black hair tangled between her fingers. She looked extremely confused and asked, "Where is my cat?"
Everyone:...
Doris, who was the calmest, pondered for a moment and said something that no one dared to say, "You're not really going to be burned out, are you?"
Nicola's ears were buzzing and she couldn't hear what others were saying. She moved her fingertips, and the black hair on her palm fell off, "Hair? Whose hair?"
"It's Arthur's hair." Paul glanced at Arthur who was covering his hair in the corner.
No one knows whether he is bald or not.
So why did she grab Arthur's hair? The look of confusion on Nicola's face was even worse.
"Lilith, please rest first." Vatair Jacobs turned to everyone and said, "Lilith just woke up and needs to rest. Please come see her tomorrow."
As a temporary teacher, Vatair Jacobs' words held great weight, and everyone left one after another. After all, everyone has seen enough of this drama. They are just ordinary classmates, so there is so much concern.
In an instant, only Nicola and Vatair were left in the ward.
"Lilith, how do you feel?" Although he had just been dumped by Nicola, Vatair Jacobs had never been a person who gave up easily. If he was a person who gave up easily, how could he have fought hard on the battlefield and become a colonel.
Nicola felt dizzy and had a stomachache. She guessed that she had eaten too much sea water. Her mouth was still very salty and her throat was sore.
Vatair leaned over and brushed his fingers over Nicola's face, with a gentle and decent smile on his face.
Nicola frowned, tilted her head, and avoided his hand.
Vatair's fingertips slid across her cheek, and the delicate and smooth skin had the taste of a girl, milky white, crimson, and milky in color.
Vatair's eyes darkened, and he tried hard to suppress his emotions and suppress them all.
The girl was lying on the hospital bed with a pale face. Her uniform had been changed and she was wearing a white pajamas.
Silk pajamas, with petal patterns, the material is light and thin, simple yet gorgeous, most suitable for a gorgeous girl like this.
The bright girl, with red hair and wrapped in white pajamas, is the ultimate beauty.
Vatair couldn't help but think that if Lilith was wearing a wedding dress now, she would be extremely beautiful.
Originally, Vatair didn't like Lilith. She was stupid, impulsive, and completely unfit to be the mistress of his Jacobs family. But now, he suddenly changed his mind.
It would also be nice to make her the mistress of the Jacobs family.
"You have a good rest, I'll get your medicine." Vatair curled his fingertips, savoring the touch of his skin, and turned around to leave the ward.
In the room, Paul, a talkative man, was talking to Arthur about Lilith.
"Hey, Arthur, why didn't you tell Miss Lilith just now that you saved her?"
Arthur sat at the desk and read a book about mechas. He kept his head down the whole time and couldn't see his expression clearly.
Paul continued: "Also, Miss Lilith was unconscious after you rescued her from the sea, and she was still holding on to your hair all the way, so that you could only bend down and follow the doctor... ..." At this point, Paul couldn't help but shake his head, "Miss Lilith really loves you crazily."
Arthur continued to flip through the book.
"Aha!" Paul suddenly raised his voice.
Arthur shuddered, obviously frightened.
"If Miss Lilith knew that you saved her, would she force you to marry her?" Paul stared at Arthur face to face with his small eyes.
Arthur's hand on the desk curled up slightly, he had never thought about such a thing.
And... doesn't this kind of thing always happen to the rescued? Why would he, the one who saves people, give his life to the one being saved?
Arthur has always been a boring gourd, and Paul has long been accustomed to talking to himself. He continued: "Hey, Arthur, everyone went to the sea to look for her at that time, but none of them were found. How did you find Miss Lilith?"
Arthur moved his fingertips to hook the little bit of spiritual power left in Lilith.
In the ward just now, this bit of mental energy desperately wanted to return to the mistress. It had escaped from Arthur's fingertips and headed straight for Lilith. However, Arthur suddenly reached out and grabbed it, grabbed it back, and wrapped it around his fingertips again. .
Why did he do this? He doesn't know either.
Arthur curled up his fingertips and squeezed the pitiful amount of mental energy into his palm.
With such little mental power, Lilith wouldn't be able to feel anything.
Arthur stared at the mental energy that was trying hard to get out of his fingers. The expression on his face remained unchanged, but there were thousands of thoughts in his mind.
Why on earth can he see spiritual power? And is his sudden increase in mental power really because of Lilith? If verification is needed, how does he verify it?
Paul was still chattering next to Arthur, "Hey, Arthur, I'll show you something good."
Arthur was immersed in his own thoughts and subconsciously reached out to take what Paul handed over.
His eyes were dull, and he glanced down slightly, his expression stiff.
Paul put on an expression like two brothers sharing little secrets, "How is it? I take good photos, right? Although photos have become antiques now, I still think this is the most interesting."
Although Paul is young, his lust is not small.
What he handed to Arthur were photos taken on the beach. All of the photos were of female classmates wearing bikinis.
Arthur was not interested, so he handed it back to Paul. When their palms intertwined, he suddenly saw a photo.
In the photo, the girl is wearing a cyan uniform. Her upper body is neat and clean, but her trousers are rolled up high, revealing her slender white calves.
She was not wearing socks or shoes. Her feet were slender and white, soaked in the sparkling sea water. The cyan blood vessels in her skin were flowing and surging, adding a bit of slenderness and softness to this arrogant and bright beauty.
She bent down slightly, reached out to fiddle with the sea water, and her fingertips were half-immersed. Her long red hair was dragged on the sea surface, like rippled red coral, with layers of long hair ripples rippled by the sea water.
This is...Lilith.
"I think Miss Ollie's waist is the favorite, and Miss Lenna's legs are the longest... Hey, Arthur, what do you think?"
Arthur subconsciously thought of Lilith.
Her waist was very thin and he circled it.
Her legs were also very long... He had been kicked.
And...her breasts were also big, and he...had put his face into them.
Arthur took a breath, quickly thrust the photo into Paul's arms, then turned and entered the bathroom.
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