Hidden Assassin

When he opened the door and entered, Xun curled up in Jiaming's arms, his whole body was completely soaked, his eyes were slightly closed, and his eyelashes with water droplets trembled slightly, like a sleeping child.

Kicking off the shoes at the entrance, Jiaming stepped on the floor, carried her and walked straight to the bathroom, and then let Xun sit on the toilet.

You can still move, I'll help you turn on the water, and take a hot bath by yourself first.

Well……

Taking off his raincoat and throwing it aside, Jiaming turned on the faucet on the bathtub and adjusted the water temperature: Although you are in good health, you won't catch a cold, but it's better to wash it a little hotter. You can do it yourself. I'll do it first. Going out. Turning around and about to go out, looking at the man who was bending over and taking off his shoes, Jiaming stopped again, and there was obviously a scratch on Xun's left instep, after running 40,000 meters, it was already obvious It became red and swollen, and the oozing blood formed a scab, sticking together with the short stockings.

Scratches at noon?

Yeah. He raised his head and nodded slightly.

I'll go get the medicine box down. Looking at the injury, Jia Ming turned and went upstairs. After a while, he came down with the medicine box, and when he opened the door, Kaoru was taking off his underwear from the bend of his legs. Seeing Jia Ming coming in, she put her hands by her sides, and the naked body of a sixteen-year-old girl was clearly visible in front of Jia Ming's eyes.

The next moment, Jia Ming picked up a large white towel and draped it over her body, covering the three points that were supposed to be the girl's secret.

In front of any man, such an action should not be taken as if nothing happened.

Squatting in front of Xun, Jia Ming raised her injured leg slightly and said calmly.

Xun bit her lower lip: It's Gu Jun's words...it doesn't matter...

Heh, if the opponent is me, it will be more effective to wear good clothes. Although this state will make 90% of men rush forward recklessly, but relatively speaking, a woman who is always reserved and shy can It arouses men's desire to conquer even more, and it will be easier for you to control.

Listening to what Jiaming said, Xun seemed to want to say something, but finally she just nodded and said softly: Yes. Holding her calf, Jiaming had already started to take off the stockings, and under the light Underneath, the white legs and pink jade feet are very attractive. Kaoru's feet are very small, reminiscent of the ladies with bound feet in ancient times. Even Jiaming can't help but think that if it was in ancient times, women's feet are here Even in places that are more secretive and shameful than breasts and private parts, even if many women give their bodies to their husbands, they still rarely let their husbands touch her feet.

On the other side, Kaoru just watched Jia Ming's movements quietly. If ordinary people saw such things that would cause them pain, they might subconsciously turn their eyes away. But she just looked at Jiaming's hand intently. When the blood scab was slowly torn apart, she didn't have any emotional fluctuations on her face. She could only know from the beating blood in the bend of her leg that she also felt the pain. Then, His eyes followed that hand, watching him gently scrubbing, disinfecting, applying medicine, and bandaging himself, as if he wanted to engrave all of these in his mind.

Although wearing a bath towel, sometimes when Xun raises her legs a little higher, she can still see the scene between her legs. Whenever this happens, Jia Ming always frowns and lowers her legs a little.

Okay, be careful not to touch the water with this foot. I will take off your clothes and put them at the door for you. I'll go first.

Picking up the raincoat on one side, Jia Ming turned and went out while talking, Xun's eyes trembled slightly, watching the figure turn away, followed by the sound of closing the door.

Sitting there like that for a while, she stood up with a dazed gaze, threw away the towel, and entered the bathtub. The hot water wrapped her skin, and Jiaming's voice came from outside the door again: The clothes are here. Not long after, the sound of opening and closing the door came again, and she stared blankly at the bathroom wall, and then her mouth, nose, eyes, and forehead slowly sank into the hot water...

The sound of her first breath after leaving the water sounded a bit like choking, but the water droplets rolled down her face, she still had a faint expression, and there was no sign of crying.

After soaking in the hot water for more than ten minutes, she came out of the bathtub, wiped her body clean, and then opened the door naked. The light from the bathroom spread into the dark living room, and a pile of clothes was placed on the floor beside the door. She picked up the clothes, went upstairs like a ghost, opened the door, went to bed, and silently hugged the giant panda on the bed.

I can't know how I feel in my heart, and I can't grasp the expectations in my heart. Showing his body in front of him stemmed from an incomprehensible urge, perhaps because of the gratitude that arose in his heart when he confronted that person just now, or perhaps because of the naughty pranks that arose from the treatment he had received. With Ming as an opponent, that was indeed something she didn't even dare to think about. It's not that she doesn't know the concept of the words going to bed and losing virginity, but if it's him, it seems that it really doesn't matter - she's not cheating or fighting.

After dealing with the things that should be dealt with, he will not stay here anymore. It was a natural cognition

Seeing him leave so simply, she still felt a little disappointed in her heart. He came here occasionally, but left late at night after training, and there seemed to be something deeper than loss in it. She didn't know what it was or where it came from, maybe Jia Ming's bandaging was too gentle , or fatigue and pain reduce willpower.

It was still raining outside, and there was no moonlight. She was naked, holding the panda and sleeping there motionless. At some point, she suddenly raised her head, and the sound of opening the door sounded downstairs, followed by footsteps, which was the familiar frequency of Jia Ming when he was not disguised.

Jia Ming came in, but didn't speak, and didn't come to look for her. After a while, there seemed to be the sound of a gas stove firing from below, and then there was a slight rubbing of a spatula. She sat up from the bed and put on the dress that Jiaming had prepared for her. It seemed to be the most expensive evening dress prepared for her by Tian Yuzheng and others when she came to China, probably considering that she would also attend the banquet. Of course, Kaoru was not in the mood to care about this, she pulled her half-wet long hair back into a ponytail, rushed out of the room, and when she came down to the corner of the stairs, she saw Jiaming busy in the kitchen.

Gu...

Oh, come down, I found your refrigerator, there is nothing, you probably haven't had dinner yet, so I went to the cafeteria, packed some cold rice and vegetable leaves, and fried an egg fried rice for you, simple Just a little, don't mind. Looking back at Xun on the stairs, Jia Ming frowned slightly, Is this the way to wear an evening dress? At least you should go up and dry your hair, and put a little powder on your face. I think you look like this Very awkward.

Uh... oh.

Nodding somewhat flusteredly, Kaoru hurried back to the room, took out the hair dryer to dry her hair, put a light layer of powder on her cheeks after she finished it, walked to the door, but came back again, and took out the hair from the drawer. A light layer of lipstick that she had never used before, a little blush on her face, made her look less tired, and her eyelashes were curled... More than ten minutes later, when she went downstairs, a plate was placed on the dining room table Hot egg fried rice, Jia Ming sat on the sofa in the living room, turned on the TV to watch international news.

Glancing lightly, Jia Ming nodded, Oh, let's eat. Then he turned his gaze back to the TV screen.

He didn't praise her, and felt a little disappointed in his heart, and then felt that his brain was broken. After such a long time, he only praised her once, so how could he open his mouth because of these trivial things. However, not scolding her means that her makeup is not bad.

While eating fried rice with eggs, he raised his head and glanced at Jiaming from time to time. At a certain moment, Jiaming also looked over and frowned: What's wrong? Isn't it delicious?

Delicious... Although the answer was soft, he opened his mouth wide in action, gulping down the food, as if satisfied with her reaction, Jia Ming nodded and continued to watch the news.

At a certain moment, looking up at the scene of Jiaming watching TV, Xun suddenly remembered the few times he went to Jiaming's place, and it seemed to be the same situation. Jiaming and Lingjing were preparing breakfast, and Shasha was watching TV or tidying up. Schoolbags, occasionally, of course, there will be cases where Lingjing is washing the dishes and Jiaming is resting. The warm feeling of being in their proper place has never been felt in Japan, but the scene in front of them is so similar to that feeling. He is watching TV, eating by himself, and has to wash the dishes after eating...

I'm done eating. Standing up from the table, Xun took the plate and wanted to wash it, but Jia Ming suddenly called her: No need to wash, first turn off the light, and then come here.

Eh? Not daring to disobey Jiaming's words, Xun went to the door and turned off the light, and walked to the coffee table. Jiaming had already taken out a round box from under the coffee table. It was a birthday cake. After opening it, Put candles on it.

Tian Yuzheng called me today and said it was your sixteenth birthday. I hope I can help you celebrate it. It was not necessary, but because of Joseph's matter, I want to come over anyway, so I just celebrate it for you. Forget it, the time is short, and it's not an expensive cake... To be honest, I hate cream... I lit a match, and then candles lit up in the dark.

Make a wish first, then blow out the candles. Huh?

The flames flickered in the darkness, and she stood there in a daze, suddenly unable to move. In her eyes, Jia Ming swung the match in his hand with the always indifferent expression.

Happy birthday..