"100, 500, 1200..."
She counted the coins three times and counted them all.
Jin Zuo looked at the side with a straight smile:
"there is no more one."
"Well, you rarely have such an opportunity - in the past, you were the zero of counting cards. Only poor people like me can realize the happiness of counting money."
Today's two people, although they are fugitive suspects, are far from each other's identities. Now they are just like a couple.
They are full of daily necessities, worry about money and argue about where to camp at night.
She incarnated as a housekeeper, nagging that he didn't save water, and he would be annoyed. When she was angry, she would directly throw people on the mattress and hurt hard, then she would know that she was honest.
Jiang Fu carefully collected the money and hid it under the pillow.
Her lovely action made Jin Zuo reach out to get the person back, and the tip of his nose touched:
"like counting?"
"What are you doing?"
The desire in his eyes was naked, and she would think to the crooked place whatever he said.
"Yes."
He laughed even more and answered her request with a pretense of embarrassment.
Jiang Fu came back and almost wanted to die. This man was particularly shameless when he was in heat!
But it's also very attractive
Fine kisses fall down, lips, chin, neck, clavicle, all the way to the most sensitive position behind her ears.
As the kiss deepened, the movement of his hands became more unrestrained.
Let Jiang Wuli feel his desire and urgency.
"Slow down, slow down."
She was breathless, but also acquiesced to a happy beginning.
Pull down just now convenient cooking, simply tied up the tail of the rubber band, put the soft hair down.
The fragrance of shampoo ignites the entanglement of ambiguity, lighting up a cluster of flames.
In a flash, the lust dissipated.
Jin left stuffy hum, pain of embrace head!
"What's the matter with you?"
Jiang Wu opens her eyes from the sea of desire. She is at a loss when she sees his pain. She wants to help him, but she finds that her strength is too small to hold him.
Jin Zuo bumped in the RV, hoping to hit his head against the wall.
He has a headache again!
It's more serious and fatal than before. The medicine around him has already been consumed, and this kind of special medicine can't be bought in general drugstores!
Damn it!
Sick at a time like this!
"How can I help you, you tell me, you tell me."
Jiang Wu's face turned white with fright.
She had seen Jin Zuo's headache several times before, and each time she took a pill out of his pants pocket to help him ease down.
But this time, she didn't have to touch it to know that he didn't take any medicine with him.
What can we do?
Jin left pain speechless, only feel brain was dug out of a piece, and put together another piece.
Two different memories are fighting with each other. The tearing pain almost killed him.
Throat pain overflow pain, let ginger charm helpless shed tears.
Desperate from the medical box out of a plate of pain tablets, although know to his disease does not work, but as long as you can put the pain down.
After chewing the tablet, she took a drink and let Jin Zuo swallow it mouth to mouth.
After all this, she didn't know what else she could do, so she had to try her best to hold him, or he would do something to hurt himself, and then comfort him again and again:
"it's OK, it won't hurt, it won't hurt."
Hope to accompany him through, two people fell to sit on the ground, hanging on the high lights, dim yellow.
……
The pain of struggling was getting smaller. Jin Zuo was sweating all over. He closed his eyes tightly, and his lips didn't know what to say.
Jiang Wu lowers her head to listen and finds that he has been calling a person's name.
Ambiguity.
But she can be sure: the name is not Jiang Wu.