Chapter 347

Men are silent when they knock and beat.

But she felt that he was trying to move.

The whole body wants to move, but still can't move.

I don't know if it's the reason why she knocked his arm left and right. Suddenly, he let her go.

Suddenly, the metaphor of freedom flashed back and leaned against the car door. She could be as far away from Mo Jingyao as she could, otherwise she would feel that she and he would soon become a conjoined person.

You can't separate them.

When I think of the conjoined man, my face turns red.

It's not the way men and women are usually connected.

It's It's that way.

But he never joined her in that way

That last bottom line, he has never broken through, she has always been innocent.

"Mo Jingyao, it's painful, isn't it?" Although the metaphor of freedom finally wanted to jump out of the car immediately to solve the physiological problems, he finally resisted.

Because she is very clear at this time of Mo Jingyao, all over the body is absolutely how can not ease the numb pain feeling.

It's a hangover from hours of standing still in one position.

"Well." Men's voice some hoarse, but, through the cover also can not cover the man flavor.

"Wait, I'll help you right away." Yu se said, and opened his small backpack, and then took out the needle bag.

"Don't move now."

"Good." Mo Jingyao leaned back on the back of the chair and stopped moving.

Yu se held the silver needle in his hand and went down the needle one by one.

First, the head.

When I got to my chest, I found that I was in trouble.

"Mo Jingyao, you need to untie your jacket to drop the needle." These stitches should fall on the chest, and when it comes to undoing the jacket, she can't help but blush.

Because she is very clear, at this moment Mo Jingyao even has no ability to untie the jacket.

So, even if she told him it was useless, she was still asked to explain it for him.

"I can't solve it. You come."

"Well, I'm not going to be a hooligan. I'm going to help you."

"Play."

The metaphor is speechless. At this time, he still wants to tease her, "are you not enjoying enough of the bitter taste of numbness? Believe it or not, you can get out of the car now. "

"Little color can't, little color is the kindest." Mo Jing Yao's eyes look at Yu se Yi Fu's appearance of getting off the bus, then warm voice coax up.

Yu se glared at him, "wait, I don't want me to leave you in this car, and then you can't move to be directly killed, then I didn't save you in vain."

"Well, that's right, please."

Yu se looks up at Mo Jingyao again. Every time she looks at his face at such a close distance, she wants to lick her face. He is really beautiful.

Men born so good-looking, is really pure evil.

His little hand fell on Mo Jingyao's collar and began to unbutton him.

One.

Two.

……

The man's chest fell into his eyes.

In fact, she has not seen his body.

I've seen it a few times.

However, never in the car so narrow space in the face of this man's body.

Inexplicably, I felt that my heart beat faster and faster.

Men's bronze skin is in front of us, and every inch shows the taste of sexy men.

So, let her just look at his chest for a long time.

It was not until another bright neon flashed by the window that the metaphor came to his senses. "Mo Jingyao, I'm going to drop the needle."

"No hurry. You can watch it for a while, and it's not too late to drop the needle." The voice above Yao's head is silent.

Yu SE's face was hot, and he said quickly and tactfully, "I'm not looking at you. I'm in the position where I want to drop the needle."

"Well, you can study where to drop the needle again. It's not urgent."

Listening to the man's warm and moist voice, the color of the small face is even more hot, "no need, I already know where to fall." With the end falling, the silver needle in Yu SE's hand has dropped five or six.

When she finished, she looked at Mo Jingyao, "do you feel better now?"

"Well, it's better, but it's only better in the upper body. I think it's necessary to drop some stitches on the legs? The numbness in the leg is more severe. " Mo Jingyao eyes deep looking at the girl's red face, strong advice said.

Yu se wrung his eyebrows and thought, "impossible, just these few stitches can definitely relieve the pain, even your legs."

"Just relief, I still can't move, small color, pain."

"Who let you hold me to sleep all the time, you deserve the pain."

"Sleepy."

Men on a word, so, the metaphor of soft hearted again heartache."Well, I'll make a few more stitches, but your pants..."

When he found that the metaphor was aiming at his pants, Mo Jingyao had a successful face. "It's not that you haven't seen it. Take it off."

The metaphor looked and looked again and again. For the first time, he felt that a man's trousers were so eye-catching.

If it's not sure that Mo Jingyao's leg is really numb, she doesn't want to care about him.

However, the taste of numbness is as bad as drowning. People are extremely sober, but they can't move any more.

Close your eyes, Yu se fumbles to open the zipper of Mo Jingyao's pants, and then pulls down the men's pants with a ruthless heart.

"Don't worry. I don't look around. I just drop needles." With his eyes closed, Yu se doesn't know whether he is reminding Mo Jingyao or himself.

"Good." Mo Jingyao looked at the girl in front of him. The neon light outside the window hit her, as if it was a dream scene in his world, so beautiful.

Beautiful like a fairy.

In fact, he really wanted to say "you must look around." however, he still felt that if he really said this sentence, he was afraid that when the little woman read it to him again, he would not only talk about the rascal bastard, but also the lecher.

Yu SE's eyes quickly crossed the things that should not be seen, and then fell on the man's long legs. After several silver needles fell down quickly, she took a breath. "Now it's OK, Mo Jingyao, you can sit for another two or three minutes. I'll go down." She's about to push the door.

However, the color of the hand just fell on the handle of the car, listen to Mo Jingyao way: "small color, don't open the door, I will walk out."

Yu se was stunned. Looking out of the car, there were pedestrians coming and going. It was easy for Mo Jingyao to walk away when he opened the door.

"Well, I'll hold it for another five minutes. I'll be able to pull out the needle in five minutes, and you'll be almost all right."

"Well, yes." His body is full of silver needles, and Mo Jingyao is leaning on the back of his chair like a puppet, but he is not flustered.

"Mo Jingyao, if you sleep all afternoon, will it affect your work?"

"No

"After dinner, you can only work until 12 o'clock, and then you have to go to bed." When two people are in the car like this, the metaphor is quite uncomfortable.

The man in front of me is so dressed Too