Chapter 788

After carefully choosing a loose, bulky, seemingly conservative, but actually full of temptation, Ji Qianyu took the clothes into the bathroom.

After a shower, in front of the mirror, she looked at her back for a long time.

Although there is no feeling at all, it's really shocking to watch!

"How ugly

But she would rather be scarred than ruined by such a disgusting person! Compared with the heart injury, the body injury is always light!

After putting her hair together and clothes on, she deliberately buttoned the button in the wrong position, pulled down the collar, and put her hair in front of her body to cover some spring light. Then she got up and went outside.

At the door of the brewing mood for a long time, she lowered her head and opened the door.

When she walked out, she felt that the room was too quiet. When she raised her eyes, she saw that it was empty: it was a waste of her feelings.

At this time, there is a voice in the corridor. Ji Qianyu is slightly stunned: are you busy?

What a nuisance!

Standing in the same place for a moment, she climbed into the bed.

Outside the door, he went to the study, and then answered a phone call. After that, he returned to the room with a bang. As soon as he entered the door, his mobile phone rang again. While he was talking, he took out his pajamas and pointed to the direction of the bathroom.

"Well, there must be something wrong with that glib Come on, let's talk about these things tomorrow! What I want now is quiet... "

The mood of the next season has been brewing, and a thread of anger has been sent into the bathroom.

When Feng Yiting came out, she had a small transparent white bottle in her hand. Just as she was about to make a sound, Feng Yiting's mobile phone answered the phone first:

"it's me! Say ~ "

a cavity of emotion has been poured cold water, Ji Qianyu is very angry: there is no end, the mood is brewing!

Melancholy ~

she scratched her hair. At a loss, she lifted the quilt again: forget it, take another bath! Fidgety!

Listening to the report, Yu Guang from the corner of Feng Yiting's eyes still caught her movement, especially when the sound of flowing water came, his eyebrows obviously twisted up.

This phone call lasted a long time. When Ji Qianyu came out, Feng Yiting stood aside and hardly moved his position. Seeing that he frowned deeply and thought something had happened, she automatically gave up the tentative plan.

Forget it, he is busy, just go to sleep, don't give him a jam! Try again some other day!

Thinking about it in her heart, she ran to the head of the bed. Without worry, she was light.

Just opened the quilt, Ji Qianyu found some moisture in her hair, and she was about to go to bed. She stood up again, turned and went to the bathroom.

Catching her movement, Feng Yiting quickly called: "OK, you can do it by yourself."

A few strides, pulled her wrist: "language son!"

One hand around her, seal a ting voice suddenly soft several levels: "already very clean, don't wash!"

Huh?

She wanted to blow her hair!

A Zheng, feel his breath in the ear, a flash of aura, Ji Qianyu slightly dropped his eyes, long eyelashes blinked, pursed tight lips: right in the middle! It is just fine! Then go on!

Straightened her body, sealed a ting way: "scab has not dropped, can't wash too often! Don't you want me to wipe your medicine? "

Holding her, Feng Yiting pushed her to the bed and gave her a quilt: "is that it?"

Seeing her nodding, Feng Yiting took the small bottle on the table. Because her injury was mostly in her back, she went back to bed and slowly pulled to her shirt.

Although the neckline is big, the button still needs to be untied. As soon as she pulled her body back, Feng Yiting couldn't help laughing: "look, you are so big, the button is still tied wrong!"

Originally, you just need to untie the two above, but because Ji Qian's language family is wrong, and the clothes are semi glossy and silky, they spread out uncontrollably.

Originally, he didn't have much thought, but as soon as his eyes and hands fell away, the light, warm and strong visual impact made his stiff body almost explode. Almost reflexively, he quickly turned her body and half opened his eyes:

damn! What can he do at this time?

With a little urgency, she sealed the ointment which had been pressed for a long time. When her hand fell on her back, her forehead almost sweated. But when she saw the mottled and injured marks on her body, it was like a basin of cold water pouring down, and her fist could not help clenching:

that beast! I beat her like this!

Suddenly, Feng Yiting's eyes gave birth to a strong hatred! I wish I could tear that scum to pieces!

Obviously feel behind from time to time a little out of control strength, Ji Qianyu vaguely feel - he is very concerned!

The small hand hidden in the quilt, also unconsciously slightly clenched!Soon, the clothes were pulled back, back, soft voice again: "there is no where hurt?"

Suddenly back to God, think of what place, Ji thousand language turned to face him, raised his hand, pointed to his arm. She pulls up her little hand, closes it and rolls up her sleeve, but her eyes don't know where to go:

her clothes are more attractive than not!

Especially under the soft light, the looming beauty, coupled with the weak state of pity at this time, tickled his fragile nerves, and also stimulated his desire for protection to the extreme.

Feng Yiting tried to fix her eyes on her arm. She didn't dare to look at her more. She couldn't figure out what kind of emotion he was reacting to. When Feng Yiting's hand fell down again, she screamed, shrunk and fell out of bed deliberately:

"ah ~"

"be careful!"

A hook to her, the body a stagger, Feng Yiting is half pressure on her body: "sorry, I did not control the power! Is it hurting you? "

Pull her up, he subconsciously want to see her arm, but two people this pull, in an instant, they bumped into each other, the body incomparably close, Feng Yiting's breath is obviously a bit thick, he unconsciously inclined to avoid, Ji Qianyu deliberately bumped into his arms, also intentionally or unintentionally lit a few small fires on him.

Almost reflexively, Feng Yiting pushed her away.

Ji Qianyu doesn't need to be emotional this time. He is crying while holding his clothes:

"do you really dislike me? I know I look like this - "

it's ugly! Or dirty?

Right and wrong, men, as expected, or are concerned about! Although her scars are temporary, she is not with other men