There are not many furnishings, just a simple bed and a tattered bedside table.

The cardboard box collapsed on the ground was filled with bloody bandages.

Many socks were hung on the bedside, half-dry and emitting a damp, musty smell.

There was a pair of broken glasses on the bedside table, which looked familiar.

"You've seen it, girls who look clean and tidy on the outside may not necessarily be clean and tidy in private."

"This is an important lesson in life, little brother, never judge a book by its cover."

"You can think of this as the epitome of a girls' dormitory."

Shinji sighed, suddenly disillusioned with the filters in the girls' dormitory.

He shouted twice more.

Still no one responded.

He had no choice but to walk over and put down the handout.

After thinking for a few seconds, he picked up the pair of glasses and put them on his face.

Gradually, his figure overlapped with someone's.

"They look so much alike, they look like father and son."

Shinji:???

At this moment, Ling Boli, who heard some noise outside, came out of the bathroom wearing a towel. She happened to see Shinji touching her precious glasses.

Ayanami Rei, who was originally expressionless, suddenly panicked and took a step forward: "Give it back to me!"

Shinji was also panicked.

Because he saw the scene he dreamed of - white, soft, clean, sparse hair, exuding a light moisture.

In a daze, Ling Boli reached out and snatched the glasses away.

Then!

Under a power that cannot be described in words, Shinji staged the greatest flat fall in history.

Such a weird angle, such a complex force, Newton's coffin board could not hold it down!

God knows how he fell on Ling Boli and touched some round things.

"Mr. Qiao Qiao Qiao Qiao Qiao Qiao! What should I do now?" Shinji shouted frantically in his heart.

Jon's tone was calm, as if he had anticipated everything before him.

"If you believe me, you must follow every step of my instructions perfectly, okay?"

Shinji quickly responded: "No problem! If you point east, I will never go west."

"First of all, don't panic, just look at the other person steadily."

Shinji took a deep breath, pretended to be calm, and looked directly into Ling Boli's eyes.

Ling Boli's face was expressionless, "Get off of me."

Shinji remained silent by default.

Jon added: "Now, move your right hand and rub it gently."

Shinji:???

No, are you serious?

Okay, okay, I admit that this touch is indeed wonderful, but it can't be too much.

Seeing that Shinji didn't move for a long time, Jon snorted coldly.

"Do you listen to me or not? If you don't, I will be offline."

Shinji: "No!"

How can I live without you, Mr. Jon?

One gritted one's teeth and one cruel heart.

He moved his right hand stiffly.

Enjoy it guys, enjoy it!

Ling Boli seemed not to have expected that the boy opposite could be so rude under such circumstances. She gently pushed Shinji with an inconspicuous movement and said, "Get up."

Shinji asked for help again: "I was pushed, Mr. Jon, I was pushed! Should I get up now?"

"You get up when she asks you to get up. Why are you so obedient? You obviously have the potential to become the harem king, but you have to live such a miserable life. Listen to me and continue!"

Mr. Qiaoen's words are like a big yellow bell, clearing away falsehoods.

I understand!

Shinji no longer thinks about anything else and executes Jon's instructions perfectly.

Ling Boli's brain seemed to be down.

Eh?

no.

You...

The wanton behavior of the person in front of her seemed to have dropped a huge boulder into her still water.

She instinctively struggled hard, but the harder she struggled, the stronger Shinji became.

Coupled with her physical and positional advantage, Ling Boli struggled for a long time but couldn't get up.

"What should we do now? It can't be ended..." Shinji asked nervously.

"If you can't end it, then don't end it. What are you afraid of?"

"It's not like I haven't kissed you before, keep kissing me!"

Shinji:OK~

Whether you should speak or not, sometimes being obedient can be an advantage.

Shinji didn't listen to the words of the man in sunglasses and Misato Katsuragi, but he followed Jon's advice.

Mr. Jon said that, and of course he has a reason~

His heart was beating wildly, and Shinji couldn't care less. He closed his eyes and kissed her fiercely.

Output, output, fucking output!

The ice that has not melted for thousands of years will melt one day, let alone a living person like Ling Boli.

"Get up quickly..."

Although it is still a calm voice, if you look carefully, you can feel that there is a trace of inexplicable shyness in this voice.

"I've touched and kissed, is it time to proceed to the next step?" Jon said deliberately.

Shinji: "Next step?"

As he spoke, he seemed to understand something, and his face turned red.

To put it into a more exaggerated description, steam can almost come out of your ears.

"How...how can...what's the next step? I'm still too young." Shinji said vaguely.

"That's true -" Jon tsked: "It's indeed a bit small."

Shinji:??????……

I'm still growing!

It will definitely grow bigger in a few years.

Suddenly, Ling Boli's voice came to my ears again, "Can you please get up?"

Look, isn't this more polite?

I can already say "please".

Shinji really couldn't hold on any longer and quickly got up from Ling Boli's body.

Sitting opposite each other, neither of them spoke.

The atmosphere was silent.

Ling Boli took a deep look at Shinji, closed her eyes, and then opened them quickly. As if nothing had happened, she dried herself, then turned around and found some clean underwear from the bedside table.

Put them on one by one.

Shinji stammered: "Well, I'll deliver the handouts and the new ID card..."

"Stop talking that nonsense, it's useless." Jon said impatiently.

"Now follow what I teach you and repeat it word for word. Do you remember it?"
To be continued...