When the man saw her seriously ordering, he wanted to laugh a little.
He reached out and took the towel in her hand, and when she left, he patted her ass, "Go."
I don't know why, she is exceptionally well-behaved today.
Like a little daughter-in-law.
Leng Tiong's heart is slightly sweet.
........
And Qiao Yimo got out of the door and couldn't pretend it anymore.
She clenched her fist and wanted to smash it against the wall.
Unfortunately, she couldn't let men see anything unusual.
Yan Si actually used that despicable method.
He dare to touch that kind of thing!
frenzied!
Very well, her dream echoed back and forth.
This dream is so fucking accurate!
Yan Si, can't stay.
She couldn't bear it for even a second.
Qiao Yimo took a deep breath, the coffee flushed, and walked directly to the sofa.
Open the school bag, take out a tube of anesthetic, and draw the liquid into the syringe.
Then, she took out a bottle of ointment and pinched it on her hand.
Qiao Yimo stood at the door hesitating for a while, then opened the door.
Leng Juan turned his head, and the eyes of the two met.
Qiao Yimo hurriedly hid the anesthetic in his hand into his sleeve.
Everything looked fine, and she walked to the man's side.
"No coffee?"
He saw that there was only one bottle of ointment in her hand, and he asked.
Qiao Yimo raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "I'm worried about your wound, so you will go down for me later."
Leng Juo squeezed the tip of her nose, and gritted her teeth intimately and said: "Little guy, I'll be instructing people for a while."
Qiao Yimo's eyebrows were bent, and he didn't speak.
She applied the cool ointment in the bottle to the red and swollen part of the man's back little by little.
Leng Tiong closed his eyes, enjoying the skin touch.
After the ointment was applied, Leng Juo turned his head, raised his hand and gently touched her face. It was cold, "Well, I will go down and pour you a glass of water. Don't drink coffee at night."
Qiao Yimo was unmoved.
When the man was about to get up, her thin lips moved, and she reached out to hold the man's hand, "I don't want to drink anymore, I want to hold you for a while."
Qiao Yimo buried his head in the man's shoulder.
Leng Tiong didn't know why, and felt a little strange.
He frowned and was about to speak.
The girl suddenly hooked his neck and then kissed his thin lips forcefully.
It seems that I can't wait to eat him into my stomach.
Faced with such enthusiasm for her, the corners of the man's lips trembled slightly, and he made no secret of his desire/hope, and responded to her in the same way.
In the end, she softened in his arms, and then leaned on him, still hugging and kissing him.
The dim room was silent and warm at this time.
In the master bedroom.
The man glanced at the woman who was sleeping in his arms, then picked up the phone and made a call: "Bo Hua, check the movements of Ouyang Biyun and Yan Si."
Bo Hua on the other end of the phone was taken aback, but still agreed.
Hanging up the phone, Leng Tiong said nothing.
He lay on his side, his long fingers brushing her asleep and frowning brows.
Why do you still show such an expression when you fall asleep?
Leng Tiong pondered for a while, and slowly got up from the bed.
Although his movements were very slight, he awakened the woman in his arms.
The girl slowly opened her eyes and stared at him.
"Thirsty." Qiao Yimo's voice was low, "I want to drink water."
The man reached out and touched her cheek and shaved the tip of her nose affectionately, "I was about to pour you a glass of water, but I woke up when I thought of you. Good, I'll be back later."
"good."
Qiao Yimo watched him go out, took out the syringe under his pillow again, and hid it under his sleeve.
When Leng Tiong came back, Qiao Yimo was sitting on the bed obediently.
He handed the water glass over and said, "Drink it."
Qiao Yimo took it, and drank most of it.
Then put the remaining cup on the bedside table, looked at the man blankly and asked, "Does your back hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore." The man smiled and shook his head. JrNovels.com