Datang broom star

But when she pulled up her trousers, Ming Jing fell down heavily.

"What should I do if I want to pull it later? Do I pull my pants up?"

She wanted to cry without tears.

"I'm afraid of you!"

Jia Ping'an's scolding came from next door, followed by the rustling sound of putting on clothes, and stomping on his shoes a few times when putting on his shoes, which showed that he was very angry when he was woken up.

The door creaked open.

knock knock!

"Open the door!"

Jia Pingan was really annoyed.

The rush for this trip was crucial because he barely slept the night before departure, running back and forth on both sides, assuring the two wives that he would come back in time.

Doze off!

Ming Jing inside froze for a moment.

Can't you open it?

What if he turns into a beast?

But what if I want to pull my pants down?

Ming Jing hesitated again and again.

"Don't drive me away."

Ming Jing scolded: "The bitch is hypocritical!"

She opened the door, and Jia Pingan glanced at her pants, "Is there any bleeding?"

"not yet."

"That is not bad."

Jia Ping'an felt relieved, "It's probably because there was too much friction and the skin was broken."

Easy as you say!

Ming Jing said angrily: "If you can't pull it, it hurts when you move it. It's heart-piercing pain!"

"That's because the human body's skin has several layers of tissue. When the epidermis is damaged, it hurts, but this is a good thing, because the wound is not deep..."

"What you said is true." Ming Jing obviously didn't believe it, "What if the wound is deep?"

This mallet!

Jia Pingan frowned and looked at the wrinkled thighs of her trousers, "For example, someone was scalded by the boiling water and didn't feel pain. Do you know why?"

"Why?" Ming Jing somehow believed it.

"Because the innermost layer rich in nerves is directly killed by the boiling water, there is no pain."

"What kind of knowledge is this?" Ming Jing was suddenly very interested.

"New learning!"

Jia Pingan looked around the room, "Is there a basin?"

"no."

"It's purely life that can't take care of itself!"

Jia Pingan opened the door and went out, and when he came back later, he was carrying a pot of hot water.

"Take off your pants."

"what are you going to do?"

Ming Jing put on a defensive posture subconsciously.

"What am I really going to do..." Jia Pingan looked her up and down, "Will you refuse?"

Ming Jing shook her head, then realized she was wrong, so she nodded, "I will definitely kill you!"

"And then commit suicide."

Jia Pingan said angrily, "How many pairs of pants did you bring?"

"Three."

"It's pretty well prepared."

Jia Pingan went out again and got a pair of scissors, "I cut off the wound around myself, don't pull the rest, soak it in warm water with a towel, understand, soak? Slowly separated, and then Do you know what to do before you take the medicine yourself?"

Ming Jing was a little confused, "I had to take off my pants before!"

Jia Ping covered his forehead!

I lost to you!

He gritted his teeth and said, "Baiqi's training was in vain? What about disinfection? Where did it go?"

"Oh!" Ming Jing just remembered this, and said indifferently, "I'm very clean!"

"Bullshit!" Jia Pingan was speechless.

"If you don't believe me, look!"

Ming Jing said, ready to pull down her pants.

Jia Pingan couldn't help taking a look.

"Sure enough, you want to peek!"

Ming Jing said angrily: "I'll kill you!"

Jia Pingan lost to her, "Hurry up and deal with it."

After he left, Ming Jing cut off her trousers in her own way, covered her bare legs with hot water for a long time, and finally freed herself from grinning, and then disinfected them with alcohol...

"Ouch..."