Chapter 1419： The legendary show is sick

No matter how tough a woman is, there is always a weak side.

This is true for the spirit, even more so for the body.

As the initiator, An Mingchen knew how miserable Du Mengmeng was tossed.

Not to mention, he found her again the next day and crushed her several times without mercy.

He just gave her medicine, and the gentleman looked upright, as if the fierce and domineering man had never existed the previous two nights.

There was a cool and comfortable feeling. The hot and painful wound before seemed to be less uncomfortable.

Yes, Du Mengmeng never said.

In fact, since she left An Mingchen's room last morning, she couldn't even walk.

She felt that she was definitely not young anymore, otherwise, how could she be so miserable if she was pressed by a man all night, so she worked up to twelve points, forced herself to ignore the pain and discomfort underneath, and dealt with Ying Xiurui Those precious files.

Unexpectedly, he hadn't gotten a rest yet, so An Mingchen came over to ask the teacher again, and copied her experience the night before.

She even cried bitterly when she leaned on Ying Xiurui's shoulder.

It hurts really.

Why is it so painful for women to do this kind of thing?

All the pornographic films are deceptive!

An Mingchen applied the ointment to her in all directions, looked at the place where she was pitifully bullied, and sighed, "Mengmeng, you are too intolerant."

Du Mengmeng began to cry, his little energy turned into two angry words: "Go away!"

it is all your fault!

"Don't move!" He caught her moving foot, "There is still no medicine."

Du Mengmeng softened again, leaning on the pillow to catch his breath, "What else..."

Her voice is as sweet as a cat, and her usual calm tone is at two extremes.

An Mingchen's eyes went dark, and then took out another tube of medicine, "There is also an anti-inflammatory."

He repeated the previous steps, applying the medicine one more time in a gesture of not wiping oil, and then put everything on her back.

"Get a good night's sleep." He pressed the quilt on her body. "If you take care of your body, you will have the energy to cheat on me."

Du Mengmeng: "..."

She wanted to scold but had no energy, so she could only close her eyes again.

He shook her hand without any other movements. The touch that made her fear in the past, but at this moment, unexpectedly made her feel very relieved.

She really closed her eyes and fell asleep just like that.

There seemed to be some support around her, which made her feel safe and caring...

For the first time in more than ten years, she felt that there seemed to be a touch of sweetness in her sleep.

When Du Mengmeng woke up again, the feeling of fever, weakness and unable to control himself, had completely disappeared.

As soon as she sat up, she realized that there were other people in the room.

Ying Xiurui was standing by the window, whispering something to another strange man.

Seeing her wake up, his eyes were a little relaxed and happy, "How do you feel?"

Du Mengmeng touched his forehead: "It's okay..."

In a blink of an eye, she gave another embarrassed smile, "Does it scare you?"

She was completely healed, as if she had never been sick at all.

Rong Xuelong called it "sick acting." After all, the posture she was ill yesterday and Ying Xiurui's panic were like she was going to die immediately.

As a result, she came out to bask the next day.

But in fact, the winter rain did not last long, but the next day was still a bit cloudy and there was no sun to bask in.

Everyone was sitting in a spacious sun room with sufficient floor heating and flowers blooming in full bloom. In front of a grand piano next to it, there was an unfamiliar daughter who was playing soothing music.