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Chapter 1307 Isn't that a loud call?

Now?

Shout once? ?

I'm sorry, all kinds of messy things really floated out of Xiong Jingling's head!

Feeling the heat approaching from behind her, she immediately straightened her body and yelled, "Don't, don't...cough, I have a bad throat today, so I don't want it anymore!!"

Bad throat?

Isn't that very loud?

Jiang Yiting's lips curled slightly, but he didn't pierce it directly.

He sat down again, his palm still resting on Xiong Jingling's wound, without moving or exerting any force.

Just now when he pulled her over, she was in such pain, and Jiang Yiting was also afraid that his careless actions would make her injury worse.

So just post it like this first, and see how it goes tomorrow.

When the heat in his palms had subsided a lot, Jiang Yiting withdrew his palms.

The place that was stained with the medicinal wine was not covered by the man's palm, and when it came into contact with the air, it immediately became chilly.

Xiong Jingling trembled instinctively, and then wanted to get up.

Little did they know that Jiang Yiting's knees were still pressed behind her legs, and just as he raised half of his body, he fell back under the force.

"oops……"

Jiang Yiting turned her back, "What are you doing?"

Xiong Jingling turned her head bitterly, "Isn't this already healed?"

"What do you think my hand is, just stick it once?"

"..."

"Continue to lie down."

"Oh……"

He poured the medicinal wine into his palms again, rubbed them together, and when the heat dissipated, Jiang Yiting stuck to her wound again.

This was repeated several times.

Xiong Jingling was lying on the bed, nervous and afraid at the beginning, and gradually, after confirming that he was harmless, she slowly relaxed and let go of her guard.

Afterwards, she even enjoyed being under such a hot ironing, she felt drowsy, her eyelashes trembled, and she began to doze off.

In fact, she was really sleepy.

For a person like Jiang Yiting, he would not treat himself badly if he treats others badly. It is conceivable how comfortable the bed she is lying on is, and how it relieves fatigue.

Besides, he gave her medicinal wine in such a condescending manner, the generous palms, with just the right amount of heat, soothed the skin and flesh around the wound. After a long time, it was really comfortable.

Gradually, the drowsiness drove away the remaining rationality and vigilance, Xiong Jingling rubbed her cheeks against the smooth and comfortable quilt, and slowly closed her eyes...

The peaceful and long breathing already showed how defenseless the girl under the palm was sleeping.

Jiang Yiting's gaze slowly moved up from the bruised part, cruising across the fair skin, and finally landed on the small half of her face exposed between the black hair.

The prone position squeezed half of the cheek flesh, so she had to use her small mouth to breathe together. The petal-colored lips opened and closed, and the breathing was soft. The breath hit the bed quilt, and there was light And the friction sound.

The temperature in his palm disappeared, this time, Jiang Yiting did not continue.

He put away the medicinal wine, turned off the extra lights in the bathroom and the room, leaving only one desk lamp, and went to bed.

On the 1.8-meter bed, Xiong Jingling occupied the middle position, and Jiang Yiting didn't get annoyed, she just lay down on the side, raised her arms over her, pulled the thin quilt over, and covered the two of them together.

Under the thin fabric, the bodies of the two seemed so close to each other, and there was a little ambiguity in the room filled with the smell of medicinal wine.

Jiang Yiting didn't seem to be satisfied with this sleeping position, he looked at her for a while, and stretched out his hand to straighten her.

(End of this chapter)