After the long thin white legs had no numbness, Su Jingen walked a lot more quickly.

The road that had been moved for a long time was finished in less than two minutes. Su Jingen looked back at the door of the bathroom and felt a sense of victory.

In fact, it's not that big. Su Jingen looked back and forth at the distance between the bed and the bathroom, and sincerely apologized to Wei Jinghan's ancestors in his heart. It was just the little girl's rudeness.

After apologizing to Wei Jinghan's ancestors for the 18th generation, Su Jingen opened the quilt and wanted to lie in. As a result, the striking scarlet on the bed caught her eyes.

On the white sheet, the red area is particularly prominent. Su Jingen covers his eyes and chokes with silence. Is it water rebellion today? Why did you catch up with everything?

What can I do if I get this sheet dirty?

After a while, Wei Jinghan will come in and lie on it. He can't hide it.

Su Jingen knew that Wei Jinghan had a severe habit of cleanliness, which was the conclusion she had observed before.

A few days ago, after washing the dishes, I saw Wei Jinghan still standing in the sink to wipe the water stains. Su Jingen looked at them with interest at that time. He thought it was inconceivable that someone was so addicted to cleanliness that he couldn't even have water stains.

Maybe this is the childe's disease of the rich young master. Su Jingen is deeply impressed by this, because she belongs to the rough type. As long as she can get by, she will not be strict as Wei Jinghan.

If you really like Wei Jinghan, you must be tired to death in Su's home.

After recalling this period, Su Jingen's thoughts returned to the present. She looked at the blood red on the bed and couldn't think of a way. She didn't know what to do now.

Will Wei Jinghan strangle himself?

Maybe it really will. If someone dares to do this in her bed, he can't stand it, let alone Wei Jinghan, a severe cleanliness addict.

Su jing'en looked at the blood stains on the bed. He couldn't tell. Wei jing'han didn't know about it. He just put himself on the bed. How can he not leak!

If there is one in the cupboard, maybe there are no sheets.

Su jing'en thought and got up to look in the cupboard. As a result, the cupboard was filled with some new clothes and trousers of the season, let alone bed sheets. He didn't even see the slightly larger cloth.

Heaven forbid me!

At this moment, Su jing'en was completely out of her way. She leaned on the door of the wardrobe, with her back to the bedroom door. There was a kind of solemn and stirring feeling that the wind was bleak, the water was cold, and the strong man was gone.

At this time, Wei Jinghan, who just asked Charlie to cook medicine, pushed the door and saw Su Jingen with blood stains on his body.

He walked over and turned Su Jingen's body, "are you ok?"

Wei Jinghan tried to hold Su Jingen up. He was very anxious and a little angry. He just left for a while, and the woman made her look like this.

You'll die if you shed so much blood, fragile woman.

He really admired Su Jingen. What did he do to make himself hurt like this.

Su Jingen stopped Wei Jinghan in surprise. He was thinking about how to remedy it, but he didn't expect that Zhengzhu would come.

Wei Jinghan just said, "are you ok?" with a strong tone. It sounds like a question to Su Jingen. Are you ok? I made my bed sheet like this!

Shit, she can't help it. If it's not for aunt, who dares to dirty his sheets.

Su Jingen wants to stay away from Wei Jinghan for fear of being beaten. "I didn't mean to. Why are you so fierce! I'll pay attention next time! "

I can't help it. Now it's done. I can only promise that I won't make such a mistake next time. I hope Wei Jinghan can forgive me this time.

A trace of anger flashed in Wei Jinghan's black eyes. Next time?

This woman really doesn't care for herself at all. She makes her body like this and says, "pay attention next time?"?

"Miss Su seems to have left life and death out of the question." Wei Jing gave a cold smile. She was not afraid of it. He was worrying about something.

"Fart, I cherish my life very much. I don't care about it!" Su Jingen felt that Wei Jinghan, who was sneering at the moment, was like the death taking king of hell. His smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes, and his voice was a bit chilly.

If a man is able to bend and stretch, it's no harm to admit his advice first.

Very moment, oneself still don't make Wei Jing cold of good, good death is inferior to rely on live, lose face to lose face!

"Afraid of death, you make yourself like this?" Wei Jinghan lowered his head and pulled her long skirt, and there was a little sense of questioning her teacher in her low voice.

This woman has one thing to say, but she has another thing to do.

Wei Jinghan took a deep breath. If she hadn't been a patient, she would have gone down.

I think so, but he's not sure if he can really do it.

"What does it look like?" Su Jingen doesn't understand Wei Jinghan's words. Isn't the bed sheet dirty?What does that have to do with her appearance?

Su Jingen's father-in-law looked down at himself. His hands are hands and his feet are feet. It's normal. Is there anything wrong?

What does Wei Jinghan mean by what he just said?

"Behind you." Wei Jinghan said this and picked up Su Jingen. He took Su Jingen into the bathroom and gently put the little woman into the open bathtub.

This time, Wei Jinghan did not forget that Su Jingen was still in her menstrual period. After seeing her vulnerability, Wei Jinghan's strength was much lighter now, and he was no longer as arrogant as before.

It's a pity that Su Jingen is immersed in her own fear of weaving, and she doesn't notice it at all. She even thinks that Wei Jinghan is going to take her to the bathroom to destroy her body, and be careful that her liver will flop.

It's not a feeling of love, it's a feeling of death.

The bathtub is big enough to hold Su Jingen. After Wei Jinghan put her in, he opened the shower of the bathtub and poured water into it. Warm water sprayed out of the small eyes of the shower and directly wet Su Jingen's skirt.

"Wei Jinghan, you pervert, what are you doing?" Su jing'en protected his chest with both hands, and his eyes reflected the angry light, like a hairy kitten, showing his claws.

Why do you want to wet this pervert all of a sudden?

Single men and few women, living in the same room, don't you think it's wrong for you?