Chapter 387

Yun Jing's small arm is holding his waist, very tight.

"Jing Xiangyang, you are going to leave me here alone tonight. I swear, I will never talk to you again in my life!! I do what I say

Yun Jing relies on his back and acts coquettishly.

Jingxiangyang's back is as stiff as a fossil.

"I didn't pity you..."

Yun Jing's small hand encircles his strong waist, "I'm not pitying you! I'm worried about you! If you leave like this tonight, have you thought about it for me? Can I still have a pillow this evening? You're just trying to make me feel bad! "

Yun Jing cries and complains. He opens his mouth and gnaws on Jing Xiangyang's back.

I don't care whether I can chew his muscle or not, but I want to bite him anyway.

In the end, I didn't bite him. Instead, I scratched him, and her saliva soaked his shirt.

"Yun Xiaosan, you are really born to be a dog!"

Jing Xiangyang caught Yunjing behind him and said, "my clothes are so dirty that I bite them in my mouth!"

He reached for her and wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth.

"You are not allowed to leave!"

Yun Jing raises his head and obstinately detains him.

"I've been gone for the rest of my life?"

Jing Xiangyang reached out and pinched her cheek.

His fingers are still cold.

On his forehead, Dou's sweat soaked his short hair, and his thin lips were a little pale. Yun Jing was more worried when he saw that, "you sit down quickly, let me see your legs..."

Seeing the appearance of Yunjing, Jing Xiangyang didn't hesitate any more.

But with a sigh, he sat down on the sofa.

Yun Jing wants to lift his trouser legs, but Jing Xiangyang stops him, "you go to take the hair dryer first, and blow dry your hair."

"I want to see your legs first!"

"I'll help you blow..."

"Good!"

Yun Jing should be a, quickly into the bedroom turn hair dryer.

Soon, with a hair dryer out, Jing Xiangyang has put the prosthesis aside.

Yun Jing shoved the hair dryer to him and sat beside him, pretending to roll up his trouser legs for him.

Jing Xiangyang took his little hand and asked her in a deep voice, "are you afraid?"

"Not afraid!"

Yun Jing's fingers holding his trouser legs are stiff.

She was not afraid, nor pitied, but distressed.

"Good..."

Jing Xiangyang released Yun Jing's little hand.

The trouser legs were slowly rolled up by Yun Jing, and her fingers were still shaking.

But when he saw his knee, Yun Jing couldn't help taking a cold breath, and his eyes were dyed red for a moment.

"You idiot!!! All inflamed, why to still take prosthetic?? Aren't you a doctor yourself? I don't know, this will only make the inflammation more and more serious? "

Yun Jing complains about him sullenly, and his voice has choked.

Put his leg down. "You wait, I'll get the medicine."

Fortunately, she has the habit of keeping medicine at home.

Maybe that's the good thing about being born in a medical family.

Jing Xiangyang sits on the sofa, inserts the hair dryer, and looks at the busy figure in the hall. His cold heart is returning quickly.

I don't know when they have come to the point of mutual dependence. It's no longer the feeling she used to feel when she was her brother.

This subtle change is just like his thoughts on her

Once upon a time, she was regarded as a younger sister who would never grow up.

But now, she is just a woman, her own woman!!

Yun Jing took the medicine box, moved his leg and put it on his leg. He warned him with righteous words, "Jing Xiangyang, you are not allowed to take artificial limb before the leg is not good!"

"Then I'm really lame!"

Jing Xiangyang turns on the hair dryer, breaks off her small head, and blows wet dada's hair for her.

"What if you don't have a cane tomorrow?"

Yunjing thought for a moment, "I'll buy it for you later!"

Later?

Jing Xiangyang frowned, "do you know what time it is?"

"You need it tomorrow!"

Whatever the time! Can't you let him go out tomorrow with a prosthetic?

"OK..."

Jing Xiangyang rubs Yunjing's head and stops the hair dryer in his hand. "Yunxiaosan..."

"Well?"

Yun Jing is lowering his head, seriously looking for cotton.

"Actually, I'm teasing you."

"Well?"

Yun Jing looked up at him and raised the anti-inflammatory drug in his hand, "is this medicine OK? You see. "

Jing Xiangyang glanced, "OK. Also, actually, I have a walking stick... "“……”

Yun Jing stares at him.

Jingxiangyang know, see this appearance, this little girl is absolutely to be angry!

Just when she opened her mouth to curse, he bowed his head and grabbed her tiny mouth. "Don't be angry!"

Yun Jing was angry, and his cheeks bulged. He opened his mouth and bit his thin lip hard. "You lied to me, and you don't want me to be angry?"?!! I'm still standing in the bathroom every day making crutches for you... "

The more Yun Jing thought about it, the more angry she was. She was so angry that she pressed Jing Xiangyang on the back of the sofa and approached him like a little madman, shouting, "Jing Xiangyang, you Rogue!! Birds / animals!!! You just You're hopeless! "

Jing Xiangyang swept her small waist with one hand and put it in his arms, "yes! I'm a rogue, I'm a bird, I'm a beast, I'm hopeless, but do you have to reflect on yourself? Who on earth raised me so thirsty? "

"You..."

This guy, it is clear that he is too bad, he actually means to cut him a target.

Yun Jing pinched his high nose and warned him, "Jing Xiangyang, if it wasn't for your leg inflammation, I would have thrown you out long ago!! You big liar!!! When your legs are ready, go back to the hotel every minute! "

Does this mean that if he has bad legs, he can stay in her room all the time?

Yun Jing has faded from him.

Qi returned to Qi, but it was also true that his leg was inflamed.

It's true that she loves him.

Sit back in place, began to carefully for her medication.

Jing Xiangyang blows wet long hair for her.

Two people, it seems that they are the same.

But no one thought that two simple things can be done by themselves He drugged himself.

She blew her hair

But instead, he blew her wet hair; she drugged his injured leg.

This picture is full of unspeakable warmth.

Most of all, between lovers, that's it!

However, Jing Xiangyang's love came a little late.

Yunjing carefully to his medicine, always from time to time to ask him a, "pain?"

"No pain."

Jing Xiangyang shakes his head.

Eyebrow but unconsciously slightly frown up, forehead, faint thin sweat out.

Yunjing's hand was stiff.

There was a kind of pain in her heart. She bit her lower lip and didn't dare to move again.

Her strange, was all captured by Jing Xiangyang into the eye, "what's the matter?"

Yun Jing shakes her head. A tear still falls out of her eyes, but she quickly wipes it dry and refuses to speak.

Looking at her like this, Jing Xiangyang felt distressed and said, "what's the matter?"

As soon as he reached out, he fished her out, put her in his arms and sat down.

Just like two years ago.

"Your legs..."

"I didn't touch the wound. It's OK. Tell me why I shed tears again?"

Jing Xiangyang dried her tears.

It's OK. When asked, Yun Jing's tears fell more quickly. "You're in pain, aren't you?"

"Not bad."

He said.

"Cheating!"

Jing Xiangyang sighed and held her in his arms, tighter.

One hand held her small waist, the other hand held her soft hand, put it in the palm of his hand, grinding and playing, "occasionally there will be a little pain, especially in summer..."

Cover, will be particularly uncomfortable.

Sometimes, if the new prosthesis doesn't fit his leg, it will blister layer upon layer, and the skin is often broken. It's repeated, and it won't feel good.

In fact, he has been used to the situation like today's inflammation.

"Don't cry! I didn't cry. Why are you crying? "

Jing Xiangyang wiped her tears with her soft finger pulp, "Yun Xiaosan, I'm a big man! This pain is really nothing to me! You know what? "

Yun Jing whimpered, stretched out his hand, held his neck tightly, buried it in his neck, and could not help crying.

How can it be nothing? They have lost half of their legs, and God has to torture him again and again Yun Jing's tears instantly wet his skin.

Hot, hot, fell between his Bo Xiang, through the skin, infiltrated into, almost to his heart burn.

He coaxed her patiently, just like two years ago.

Big hand gently stroked her back, and gave her a little along the gas, "don't cry, be obedient, OK? In fact, it's not as painful as you think, and I have very few inflammations. Really, I won't cheat you! "His customized prosthetics are of the best quality in the world, so there will be no rejection. For example, this inflammation is really a small accident.

"Well..."

Yun Jing withdrew his little face from his neck, "then you promise me that if you have problems in the future, you must tell me at the first time. You can't hide it from me like you just did!! You think it's good for me. In fact, it's torture me to death! "

Jing Xiangyang hooked the corner of his mouth and raised his eyebrows. "Torture to death? Are you so worried about me? "

"I am so upset by you, you still laugh!"

Yun Jing is still a little angry. As soon as he bows his head, he opens his mouth and bites Jing Xiangyang's ear.

Shell tooth really quite hard, provoking the king Xiangyang eat pain cry out.

He didn't cry for pain, but

"So comfortable..."

“……”

Jing Xiangyang, do you dare to be more humble?

Finally, Yunjing finally took the medicine for Jing Xiangyang.

Her hair was blown dry, too.

In the hands of Jing Xiangyang, he tilted his head to appreciate her. "Why do you think of straightening your hair?"

In fact, Yunjing's lovely curly head was not deliberately curled, but was born like this.

Jing Xiangyang likes to see her as she is now, but Miss Xiao Yunsan with curly hair more.

"No, why Change your hair, change your mood

In fact, Yunjing doesn't like her hairstyle much.

Two years ago, he went to the United States for medical treatment after suffering a heavy mental injury.

Sitting in the barber shop, she asked the stylist to shave her head directly. As a result, the stylist was reluctant to cut her hair. At last, she had no choice, so she made her straight hair. Every time she grew some new hair, Yun Jing would habitually straighten her hair.

She seemed to have a kind of obsession, as if she could put the past away.

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