Chapter 788

Very seriously chose a very loose, very fat, seemingly conservative and actually full of temptation "boyfriend" style shirt, jiqianyu just took the clothes into the bathroom.

After a shower, she looked at her back for a long time in front of the mirror.

Although I didn't feel it at all, but looking at it, it was really shocking!

"How ugly!"

But she would rather have a scar on her body than be ruined by such a disgusting person! Compared with the heart injury, the body injury is always light!

She pulled her hair down and put on her clothes. She deliberately misplaced the button, pulled down the collar, and closed her hair in front of her body to cover up some spring light. Then she got up and walked out of the door.

After half a day's brewing at the door, she opened the door with her head down.

When she walked out, she was shocked that the room was too quiet. She raised her eyes and saw the emptiness: really, she wasted her feelings.

At this time, there was a faint voice in the corridor. Ji Qianyu was slightly stunned: is it busy going out?

What a nuisance!

After standing there for a moment, she clambered up to the bed.

Outside the door, I went to my study and answered the phone again. After I had finished talking, I went back to my room. Just after entering the door, my cell phone rang again. As he said something, he first drew his pajamas and pointed to the direction of the bathroom.

"Well, there must be something wrong with that slick head Come on, let's talk about these things tomorrow! What I want now is quiet... "

Seeing the letter into the bathroom, Ji Qianyu plays with a wisp of hair, and begins to brew the next mood.

When Feng Yiting came out, she had a transparent white pressure bottle in her hand. Just about to make a noise, Feng Yiting's mobile phone answered the phone first:

"it's me! Say "～"

a cavity of emotion is splashed with cold water again, Ji Qianyu is so angry that he can't stop: there is no end, all emotions are brewing!

Melancholy ～

grabs the hair, is at a loss, she opened the quilt again: forget it, go to take a bath again! Fidgety!

Listening to the report, Feng Yizheng's eyes caught her movement, especially when the sound of water came, his brow obviously twisted.

This phone call lasted a long time. When Ji Qianyu came out, Feng Yiting was still on the side and hardly moved his position. Seeing that he was frowning deeply, she thought something was wrong, and she gave up the tentative plan automatically.

Forget it. He's busy. Go to bed. Don't block him! Try again another day!

In mind, she would run to the head of the bed, no worries, she is also light.

Just opened the quilt, jiqianyu found that her hair was wet and she was going to bed. She stood up again, turned around and went to the bathroom.

Catch her trend, seal a thunder to quickly buckle up the phone: "OK, you see to do!"

A few strides, pulled her wrist: "language son!"

She was surrounded by a single hand and her voice suddenly softened: "it's very clean, don't wash it!"

Eh?

Actually, she wants to blow her hair!

A Zheng, feel the breath of his ear, a flash of smart light, jiqianyu slightly lowered his eyes, long eyelashes blinked, and tightened his lips: in the middle! It is just fine! Then go on!

Straightened her body, sealed a thunder way: "scab has not fallen, cannot wash too frequently!"! Don't you want me to wipe your medicine? "

Holding her, Feng Yiting pushed her to the bed and pulled the quilt back: "is that it?"

See her nod, seal just took the small bottle on the table. Because her injuries were mostly on her back, she went back to bed in a circle and slowly pulled her shirt.

Although the neckline is big, the button still needs to be untied. Just after pulling back her body, she couldn't help but smile: "look at you, the button is still tied wrong when it's so big!"

Originally, it was only necessary to untie the above two, but because Jiqian is wrong, the clothes are semi glossy and silky and slippery, which make a sudden movement. The fingertips of the clothes like water flow and spread out uncontrollably.

Originally, I didn't have much thought, but as soon as my sight and hands fell, the light warm and strong visual impact made my stiff body explode. Almost reflexively, he turned her body quickly and half opened his sight:

damn! How can he have evil thoughts at this time?

A little anxious, seal the ointment which has been pressed for a long time. When her hand falls on her back, her forehead almost sweats. But when I see the mottled and hurt marks on her body, it looks like a basin of cold water splashed down. I can't help holding my fists:

the beast! How can I beat her like this!

All of a sudden, a strong sense of hate was born in the eyes of Feng Yiting! I wish I could tear that scum to pieces!

Obviously I feel a little out of control power behind me from time to time. Ji Qianyu vaguely feels that he cares!

The small hand hidden in the quilt unconsciously clenched it!

Soon, the clothes were pulled back. Behind them, the soft voice came again: "is there any injury?"

Suddenly, Ji Qianyu turned to face him, raised his hand and pointed to his arm. Pull up her small hand and roll up her sleeves, but I don't know where to go:

her clothes, wearing them, are more attractive than not to commit a crime!

In particular, under the soft light, the subtle beauty, coupled with the weak state that I still feel pity for at this time, is picking up his fragile nerve, which also stimulates his desire for protection to the extreme.

Trying to fix her eyes on her arms, Feng Yizheng didn't even dare to look at her. She couldn't know what kind of emotion his reaction was. When Feng Yizheng's hand fell down again, she screamed on purpose, shrunk her hand and fell off the bed on purpose:

"ah ~"

"be careful!"

"I'm sorry, I didn't control my strength," he said! Did it hurt you? "

Pulling her up, he subconsciously wanted to see her arm, but the two pulled each other, and in an instant, they collided with each other. Their bodies were very close, and their breath was obviously heavy. He unconsciously wanted to avoid, but jiqianyu deliberately hit him, and he lit some small fires on him.

Almost reflexively, Feng Yizheng pushed her away.

A kind of deep sadness, Ji Qianyu doesn't need to brew emotions this time. Pulling his clothes, he looks like crying:

"do you really dislike me? I know what I look like -- "

it's ugly! Or dirty?

Duplicity, men, as expected, still care! Although her scars were temporary, she didn't follow other men -