Chapter 242

Rong qianxia also cleaned up her side. Although song lengge had a skin injury, it was a bullet that entered the body after all, which should not be underestimated. When she passed by song lengge, she said, "after you go back, I'll change your dressing."

This time, song lengge had no opinion and stopped talking.

On the road, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse. The road to the mountains is silent and there is no light.

Thinking of things during the day, Rong qianxia was still a little nervous, but he didn't dare to ask what happened in the afternoon. All the questions can only be buried in his heart.

The car was quiet. Song lengge leaned against Rong qianxia with his left arm. Rong qianxia was afraid of touching his wound and moved slightly.

In the dark night, song lengge held Rong qianxia's hand. Rong qianxia didn't speak, and song lengge didn't move. He closed his eyes slightly, as if he was asleep.

"I'll help you with the medicine first, or I don't know when I can see you tomorrow."

Song lengge's whereabouts have always been uncertain, and Rong qianxia's worry is normal.

Song lengge didn't speak. It was a default. Xiao Liang retreated consciously to avoid being an electric light gun.

"Today, why didn't you listen to me and come back first."

The wound was still very red. Rong qianxia looked attentively and didn't look up when he heard his voice. "It's not bad. I'll take medicine later. Don't move."

"Are you sure you don't want me to take a bath first?"

Song lengge kindly reminded.

Rong qianxia was stunned, then nodded, but he didn't think much, "that's OK, you take a bath first."

She can also check whether the wound is wet.

Who knows, song lengge looked at her blankly, raised his arm and asked, "are you sure you want me to wash like this?"

Rong qianxia was stunned. From Song lengge's smiling appearance, he also understood song lengge's meaning.

I want to wash it for him.

Is this really appropriate?

Seeing song lengge staring at himself all the time, Rong qianxia's mouth moved a little. They are husband and wife. It doesn't seem like a big problem to help take a bath. Just how to think about it, I feel a little embarrassed.

At the moment of absence, song lengge's body had leaned over, and his warm breath hit Rong qianxia's face and stirred her heart.

"Why not?"

It had a somewhat hoarse voice and sounded very magnetic.

Mingming was just a simple question, but Rong qianxia felt a pressure. She took a deep breath, tried to stabilize her mood, and then opened her mouth: "didn't say no."

It's just, I don't want to.

Song lengge doesn't care about these. What he wants is just a result. He smiles and starts to take off his clothes. Rong qianxia's face suddenly turns red. He quickly looks away and asks him, "song lengge, what do you do?"

"If you don't take off your clothes in the bath, do you wear it to wash?"

Song lengge looked at Rong qianxia with a strange look.

Rong qianxia had nothing to say, so he turned away from looking at him and said, "then hurry up."

Hearing the voice of the rate, Rong qianxia's heart beat inexplicably faster. Song lengge clearly seduced herself. She couldn't help but want to look back, but she controlled her behavior because she was embarrassed.

"Song lengge, you don't have to take it off so clean..."

"It's not the first time. Why are you shy?"

Before Rong qianxia's words were finished, song lengge leaned over from behind, and the warm breath wet her earlobe, which was very ambiguous.

It's really not the first time, but Rong qianxia just feels embarrassed, and this is still in the camp. Think about it, I don't think it should be.

"I think, why don't you wash it with me so as not to wet you..."

Song lengge's hand began to slide slowly from his shoulder down to the soft and slender waist, and then moved slightly, which made Xia shudder, and then even his breathing began to be disordered.

Rong qianxia hurriedly grabbed song lengge's hand. Ambiguity flustered her. It was terrible that song lengge played a rogue before.

"Well, you go first and I'll come later."

Let shallow summer even busy perfunctory.

Song lengge did not continue to tease. He gave Rong qianxia a time to relax. He answered and patted her on the shoulder to make her move faster.

The world is finally quiet. Let shallow Xia take a deep breath and spit it out heavily. Just wash it. More intimate things have happened. What is this.

In the narrow space, the water flows down the bronze skin peacefully, and the muscle lines are uniform, which is not as exaggerated as Mr. bodybuilder. The golden ratio forming an inverted triangle looks very sexy.

Song lengge clearly turned his back to himself, but he still heard that he was shallow and quiet, and said without looking back: "I'm not coming in yet."

"Right away."

Rong qianxia responded, wearing only a white suspender and small underwear.

From Song lengge's eyes, it's obvious that he's a little superfluous, even funny.

"Keep your hands away and I'll wash them for you."

Rong qianxia lowered her head and dared not look at Song lengge.

The space is not big, and the warm breath rises slowly. Under the water mist, the body of Rong qianxia splashes a lot of water and sticks to him tightly.

No one spoke every act and every move of the fingers of the summer's fingers was slowly blowing bubbles along the line. Song cold Gang seemed to love to look at Xia Xia's appearance, and even looked at it once.

Rong qianxia also felt song lengge's smiling eyes, just lowered his head and let himself not think about these.

The result of concentration is not noticing that you are already wet. "You haven't answered my question. Why didn't you come back before? You're worried about me?"

Song lengge asked her.

Isn't this a well-known question? Rong qianxia looked up and stared at him, but saw that song lengge was not shy at this time and looked at himself directly. When he stood so straight, the desire to come out in front of his chest became more and more obvious.

Song lengge's face was calm, his mouth was smiling, and he was a bit sharp.

"Boring."

Rong qianxia said in a panic, quickly lowered her head, and two red clouds flew up her cheeks. Song lengge was clearly intentional.

Now, there is no difference between Rong qianxia and chiyiguo standing in front of song lengge. The thin and wet clothes can't resist the eyes with ulterior motives. Rong qianxia speeds up and just wants to wash it back quickly.

But in fact, somewhere she tried to avoid, she slowly reacted with Rong qianxia's action

This is embarrassing.

Even though she was calm, she couldn't avoid seeing this scene. It happened that song lengge was still deliberately torturing himself and said to her, "wash it clean. I don't want to wash it myself later."