Chapter 777

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Liang Jing has entered a stable recovery period, because her physique is different from ordinary people, and her recovery speed is also different from ordinary people. The rapidly healing wound and the gradual recovery of consciousness in her legs dispelled a lot of haze on her face.

"Do you feel all right?" Mr. Liang felt a lot lighter when he saw that Liang Jing was recovering day by day.

"Well, legs, finally feel." Liang Jing's veil on her face didn't know when it was gone, and a face that could be called a closed moon and shy flower leaked out.

Father and daughter were going to say something, and the knock remembered.

"Come in." Mr. Liang stood up and opened his mouth towards the door.

It was Xiao Meng who came in. Her face was not very good-looking. After looking around Liang Jing's room, her eyes were more gloomy than words. "Do you know where Dong Wenfeng has gone?"

This question stunned Mr. Liang. He really didn't know where Dong Wenfeng was going. "I don't know."

No one noticed a strange emotion in Liang Jing's clear eyes.

"What's the matter? Can't you find him?" seeing Xiaomeng like this, Mr. Liang couldn't help asking.

"I should leave without saying goodbye and hurry back!" Xiaomeng's tone was quite gnashing her teeth. She thought she had a lot of weight in Dong Wenfeng's heart. Who ever thought it was like there was no weight? It's ridiculous!

Didn't you rush back just for the hijacked woman? Still an ordinary person, huh. Xiaomeng almost wrote jealousy on her face.

Dong Wenfeng did leave. He didn't owe anything to green Mao. Mr. Liang's matter was solved. He had no reason to stay in yundian. This is indeed a happy place, but Xie Huiling is still in Xie Guocheng's hands. He is really afraid that Xie Huiling will have a chance.

"Passengers, please note that this flight is about to take off. Please close the communication tools and put away the small table..." the gentle voice remembered in the cabin that the plane is about to take off.

Dong Wenfeng didn't buy a first-class seat. At this time, he can only squeeze his tall body into the small seat in economy class. This feeling makes him a little uncomfortable. Fortunately, there was a beautiful woman sitting next to me. This trip was not so oppressive.

Dong Wenfeng didn't notice that the beautiful women around him looked a little pale. With only one hand, he flipped through the airline's eternal travel magazine, mixed with extremely stiff advertisements, and Dong Wenfeng couldn't help but pick up the corner of his mouth.

As the flight time of the plane increased, the face of the beautiful woman beside Dong Wenfeng became paler and paler.

"Yes,......" the beauty seemed to say a word, but the engine sound of the plane was not small, and her voice didn't seem to be enough for people around her to hear.

But Dong Wenfeng happened to hear the sound of suffering and couldn't help turning his head and taking a look. The beautiful woman around me didn't know when she was pale and her forehead was full of sweat.

"Is there anything I can do for you?" Dong Wenfeng asked more when he saw that the beauty was uncomfortable.

"Can you call me a cup of hot water?" for a long time, a weak voice came to Dong Wenfeng's ear. Dong Wenfeng was stunned. Hot water? That's no problem.

When Dong Wenfeng took the hot water to the beautiful woman around him, the beautiful woman seemed to look more pale and had no strength to practice taking the hot water.

"Do you need to call a doctor?" Dong Wenfeng put the half cup of hot water on his small table and asked the beautiful women around him. At this time, the flight attendant had noticed the different situation here. Standing next to Dong Wenfeng, he also began to ask about the beauty.

No one expected that the beauty looked up and stared at the flight attendant, "don't you care!"

In a word, he is full of confidence and doesn't look uncomfortable at all. Dong Wenfeng was a little embarrassed. He was as weak as a vegetable chicken for a while. What's the matter with his teeth and claws?

A trace of disgust flashed in the flight attendant's eyes. Seeing that the woman said she didn't need service, she walked away knowingly and wisely.

In less than three seconds after the flight attendant turned around, the beautiful woman even showed more weakness just now. The cold sweat on his forehead was as big as beans.

Dong Wenfeng felt interesting. The beauty didn't seem to be all right, but didn't want the flight attendant's help at all. What's wrong with it?

Think so, Dong Wenfeng still opened his mouth and said in a warm voice, "what's the matter with you? Can I help you?"

The beauty's expression seems to be getting worse and worse, and finally can't hold it.

"Yes, can you cover your stomach for me?" with this, the beautiful woman climbed up her bloodless cheek with a touch of silver red.

"Well, that offends."

Dong Wenfeng coughed gently and put his left hand in front of the beauty. The beauty hesitated for a while. After a long time, she grabbed Dong Wenfeng's hand and slowly put it on her lower abdomen.

As soon as his hand touched the soft and soft part of the girl's waist and abdomen, Dong Wenfeng knew why she felt uncomfortable. The girl's lower abdomen is cold. It should be dysmenorrhea caused by blood stagnation. No wonder it's so uncomfortable.

Thinking of alleviating the pain of the beautiful woman around him, Dong Wenfeng ran the power of no dragon in his hands. The hand covering the girl's lower abdomen became more warm. At the same time, the stagnant muscles and veins in the girl's body were gently dredged by the power of the supreme dragon in Dong Wenfeng's palm.

When song Jiao took a man's hand to warm her belly, she still had an unspeakable sense of shame in her heart. With the temperature of the man's palm, the pain in her body quickly disappeared. At this time, song Jiaocai was sober.

"Well, thank you." turning her head and thanking Dong Wenfeng, song Jiao still didn't remove the man's hand from her lower abdomen, because the warm power really made her feel too comfortable. Who knows, will she recover from the pain after taking this hand

Dong Wenfeng turned his head to see the beautiful woman whose face had recovered as usual and thanked herself solemnly. The little face is red and looks shy.

"It doesn't matter. It's easy to lift a finger." Dong Wenfeng felt that it was not good to put his hand on the girl's stomach, especially where there was only a little distance from private and secret parts. Seeing that the girl was well, he pulled his hand back without leaving a trace.

He didn't notice the expression on Song Jiao's face. He was stunned for a moment and became lost in an instant.

At this time, the plane will also begin to descend, and the journey is about to reach the end.

Song Jiao was uneasy in the center of the process. She wanted to know the man around her, but there was no good way.

The plane landed near the bridge. Neither Dong Wenfeng nor song Jiao was in a hurry.

When passing by the flight attendant, the foreman suddenly smiled at Dong Wenfeng: "Dear Mr. Dong Wenfeng, this flight is really neglecting you."