Chapter 94

"It's brand new. It's detoxified when it comes out. Don't worry." The nurse said, the needle is down, and it's about to go in“ Wait a minute Duan Hong's face full of panic, said: "sister nurse, that needle is so long, I'm so afraid, you can give me some encouragement." The innocent expression of the old and the young made the little nurse feel soft and said, "how can I encourage you?" It's good to let my hand touch your chest. The idea flashed through Duan Hong's mind. He didn't say it, but said more pitifully: "sister nurse, just let me hold your hand."“ No, hold my hand. How can I give you an injection? My technique is very good. It doesn't hurt you. " The nurse said patiently“ No, I'm really scared. " Duan Hong, with an old face, even let her go. Women's coquetry often makes men unable to resist. When a man is coquetry, he is usually a hundred times more powerful than a woman, which makes people unable to refuse. The little nurse looked at the big watery eyes and said, "otherwise, I'll let you hold me, and you're closing your eyes, OK?" Duan Hong swallowed and said, "good." One will hold the little nurse's waist, head deeply buried in her chest, enjoying where the fragrance and softness, bring him another kind of impulse. The little nurse blushed and was about to get angry. Seeing Duan Hong's pitiful look, she finally softened her heart. She put the needle in and slowly injected the medicine in“ Doesn't it hurt? " The little nurse asked with concern. Duan Hong shook his head and rubbed the little nurse's chest hard to make her face red. After the injection, he took out the needle and said, "OK." See Duan Hong still not let go. The little nurse was a little worried. She broke him free. Seeing his bad smile on his face, she said angrily, "you little coyote." Then he turned and walked away. Duan Hong looked at the swaying part, drooling, and exclaimed that the injection time was short just now, which was a real damn pleasure. He didn't know, because he was almost out of order, the police were looking for him, Wure was looking for him, Yan Xiaowen was also looking for him, but he was lying in bed. After the little nurse left, Duan Hong locked the door, sat on the bed with his knees crossed, put his hands together on his legs, and flashed the lotus classics in his mind. A warm current slowly rises from the Dantian. Duan Hong carefully guides him and thinks to himself: after four years of practicing Lotus Sutra, he still stays at the stage of peeping at the door. He doesn't know when he can break through. Last time he drank Wumu spirit wine, there was a sign of breakthrough. After this injury, that feeling disappeared instantly.