Chapter 287

Moreover, because Zhang Xiaofan's gunshot wound is in the right leg, thigh root position.

Therefore, in order to be more convenient, let Liu Qingqing help himself to remove the stitches.

Zhang Xiaofan is also direct, his T-shirt to lift up.

Expose the strong upper body to Liu Qingqing's eyes.

See, Zhang Xiaofan's upper body muscles.

It's like the statue of David——

It's angular, and there's no excess.

Especially in the light of the diagnosis and treatment room.

It seems that every muscle in Zhang Xiaofan's thigh and upper body contains explosive power.

In contrast, he is so weak.

As if as long as the man in front of him has such an idea!

You can, you can put this room in the clinic at any time.

Directly evolved into a smoke filled battlefield!

And myself, in this man, there is no possibility of winning at all

"It's worthy of being the man I like."

It's not only the mysterious traditional Chinese medicine, but also the art of acupuncture and moxibustion. "

"Even the figure is superb!"

Liu Qingqing looks at Zhang Xiaofan in this way. She has a heart of admiration for Zhang Xiaofan.

Now I see this behind the scenes, and I can't help but launch the flower mania.

See her that snow-white slippery small hand, unexpectedly at this time.

Ghosts, along Zhang Xiaofan's strong thigh.

All the way up, straight to his eight abdominal muscles.

Who said, good. Color is only used to describe men?

Woman, also can use good. Color these two words to describe!

For example, men have no resistance to the hot and sexy mature imperial sister.

Women for men that strong, strong tendons.

Again, there's not much resistance.

In this way, Liu Qingqing is in the state of ghosts and gods.

Vaguely on the climb, Zhang Xiaofan that "eight tiles" above.

In this way, the action of gentle rubbing.

Like a child getting his favorite toy.

Face, also can not help showing a happy smile.

And it was at this time——

Zhang Xiaofan is fiddling with his mobile phone and looking at the dynamic circle of friends sent by the immortals in wechat.

Then I felt something was wrong.

"Why? What kind of operation is this

"Isn't it the thigh, the leg and the stomach where I hurt?"

"Why, the woman began to feel my belly!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaofan put down his mobile phone.

Raise an eye toward, crouch in the Liu Qingqing of own crotch to see.

See, Liu Qingqing at this time, the whole face with a flower like smile.

Then two small white hands, so along his small abdomen eight abdominal muscles.

The angular lines are constantly copying.

Moreover, this direction is actually from top to bottom.

Gradually toward their own, Xiaofan "copy" the past.

After feeling the cool, soft and greasy touch from my lower abdomen.

Zhang Xiaofan felt that he could not control himself.

There was a reaction!

If it goes on like this, it will be embarrassing!

Zhang Xiaofan, make a quick decision.

Directly a catch, Liu Qingqing that constantly make trouble small hand.

Embarrassed to put the girl's little hand in the position of her right leg wound.

He cleared his throat and said, "well, Doctor Liu. The wound is here. "