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As the matter was too sudden, Zhang Zijun was not prepared for it at all, causing his soft and white body to appear in front of him.

He immediately covered her eyes, but Zhao Xiaoshuang was a young, beautiful girl, and her body was still in the developing stages. Of course, just her protruding and perky body was already more or less fully developed.

Because of this, Zhang Zijun couldn't help but steal a peek at Zhao Xiaoshuang's body through the gaps of her fingers. He swallowed her saliva, and recalled the midnight bed inside the house where she was served by Aunt He Li. If it was the same scene, the same thing, if it was Zhao Xiaoshuang who took the role, it would be such a beautiful scene.

Zhao Xiaoshuang didn't react for a long time. When she reacted, she was simply stunned and stared blankly for a good three seconds. She suddenly covered her body with her hands and ran back into the room in a sorry state, closing the door tightly.

Zhang Zijun's heart couldn't help but beat faster, thumping loudly, as if his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

He thought: What does Zhao Xiaoshuang mean by this? Why was it like that in front of my eyes?

After the heroine saved the beauty, the woman brought the protagonist back to her own residence. She tried to use her body to marry the protagonist, and from then on, she acted out a rather romantic plot and story in the woman's house.

Thinking about this, Zhang Zijun's body started to heat up. Zhao Xiaoshuang was originally a pure, beautiful, and beautiful woman, and she was also a university student. With this identity, it was likely that no man would be able to resist her.

Just that, if Zhao Xiaoshuang rushed out of the room and pushed him to the ground, and she couldn't wait to ask him to do things with her as fast as possible, wouldn't that mean that she had betrayed Auntie He Li?

Just as his mind was filled with wild thoughts, Zhao Xiaoshuang opened the door and saw that she had changed into a set of skin-tight clothes. It was, after all, already an autumn day, so the clothes didn't look so strange to her.

"Zhang Zijun, sit properly. I will treat your wounds now."

"Oh, okay, Senior Zhao."

Zhang Zijun very obediently sat on the sofa, enduring the care and care from Zhao Xiaoshuang. The first impression that Zhao Xiaoshuang had was that of a gentle and attentive girl.

Gradually, Zhang Zijun felt that he was truly lucky to be able to recognize such a supreme item in the world. It had to be said that this was in return for him saving the beauty as a hero.

The wounds were treated very quickly, and in addition to the fact that those were all simple superficial wounds, they were not worth mentioning at all. Therefore, Zhao Xiaoshuang had already treated eighty percent of the wounds very quickly.

She walked a little closer to Zhang Zijun with her small slippers, and said softly: "Zhang Zijun, endure it, it might hurt a little from now on."

"En, alright, Senior Zhao, I can persevere."

When Zhao Xiaoshuang's slender hands rested on Zhang Zijun's body, the smell made his entire body tremble. The fragrance off Zhao Xiaoshuang's body was like a gust of spring breeze blowing on his skin.

His hand inadvertently touched Zhao Xiaoshuang's lower abdomen. Zhang Zijun's heart trembled, it was soft, and this sweet and fragrant breath could practically take his life.

He could feel that Zhao Xiaoshuang had also noticed her actions just now. Furthermore, she did not reject him.

Zhang Zijun really wanted to ask this pure senior sister a question, and that was: Do you feel very comfortable?

However, when he placed his hand on Zhao Xiaoshuang's waist, just as he was about to ask, a bone-piercing pain engulfed his entire body.

He let out a loud "Ah!" and stood up from the sofa. He held the wound with both hands and stomped his feet in pain.

Zhao Xiaoshuang supported him from behind with both hands and gently said: "Zhang Zijun, endure it. This wound is more severe than the others, so it will hurt a little.

Zhang Zijun clenched his teeth, and after a while, the pain stopped.

When he regained his senses, he discovered that Zhao Xiaoshuang was currently embracing him in an extremely ambiguous manner. He couldn't help but slowly close his eyes and carefully experience it.

"Are you still in pain?" Zhao Xiaoshuang asked gently, Zhang Zijun turned and looked at her, only to see a sweet smile on her face.

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

After Zhang Zijun finished speaking, both of his hands immediately removed from her body. Seeing the situation, Zhang Zijun immediately grabbed her hands and forcefully pressed them against his own body, and said: "It's impossible for it to not hurt, just now, it felt as if I had walked through the gates of hell. Don't even mention it, if you didn't hug me, I might have already become a ghost floating in your home."

"Yo, you sure know how to joke. Then according to what you're saying, just a hug from me just now was equivalent to saving a life indirectly?"

Hearing Zhao Xiaoshuang's words, Zhang Zijun immediately nodded his head and said, "Isn't that just saving my life? If you love me more, I might even become a Shakyamuni instead."

That night at dinner, Zhao Xiaoshuang called out for takeout. Zhang Zijun could actually tell that Zhao Xiaoshuang was sincerely thanking him.

As the time grew later, this pure senior sister took off her outer pants, took off her slippers, and lay down on the bed with her clothes on. Her lazy appearance was truly somewhat alluring.

Add to that the little white socks on her feet, it made her look even more pure and lovely.

Zhang Zijun asked her a question: "Senior Zhao, have you turned in a boyfriend yet?"

"My ex-boyfriend left me a long time ago. I'm single now."

After Zhao Xiaoshuang finished speaking, Zhang Zijun was extremely happy in his heart. He looked at Zhao Xiaoshuang's body. His arms were arms, and his legs were all legs. Zhao Xiaoshuang was already an exceptionally big person.

And because she wasn't small, even her calves were as thick and long as his own calves, it would be the perfect day if he could roll on the bed with her tonight.

Although Zhao Xiaoshuang did not attack him for a long time, she did not have any intentions of letting him go. Zhang Zijun sat quietly on the bed, waiting for Zhao Xiaoshuang to give him a signal.

After a long while, Zhao Xiaoshuang took off the white socks on her feet and threw them on the ground. She snorted and sat up.