Pet Handbook

Looking at each other, I don't know if it's more embarrassment or unknown feelings are secretly rising, rendering the bathroom that was already warmly illuminated by the Yuba even more intense, and the dim light even more so. Ambiguous.

"That..." Lan Jingling decided to say something to break the strange atmosphere, "Sit next to the bathtub, you can soak your feet or something."

What I want to say is clearly not this, Lan Jingling disgusted herself a hundred times in her heart, the fearless Miss Lan actually gave up at a critical moment!

"Okay..." Chen Xiangqing bit her lip and nodded cooperatively, but she couldn't move because Lan Jingling stood there and had no intention of moving away, "Would you like to give way a little?"

"Oh, good." A trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and Lan Jingling stood up and stepped aside.

Sitting on the washstand in such a posture with a temptation and invitation written on it, with her thin lips lightly parted to refuse but also to welcome the door wide open, countless ambiguous words appeared in Lan Jingling's mind.Especially when she saw Chen Xiangqing unconsciously biting her lips and looking innocent and innocent, she would always get the same answer if she told it to anyone, she was teasing herself.

Unconscious teasing is the most terrifying, and Lan Jingling fully understands the meaning of this sentence.

Sitting on the edge of the bathtub with her back to Lan Jingling, Chen Xiangqing obediently soaked her legs in the water. The dense mist in the water wrapped her body like a coat, which made people feel at ease.The premise is to ignore the restless hands behind him.

"Actually, I can do it myself." After being patient again and again, Chen Xiangqing decided to express her inner thoughts.Instead of the two of them being at a stalemate like a war, it is better for one to make a concession, "I will call you in later if there is something uncertain."

"What should I do if the wound is soaked in water?" Lan Jingling asked worriedly, but there was a hint of relief in her tone.

Some looked at some but could not do anything else, which made Lan Jingling very tormented.

It's not that she can't do it, but that she doesn't dare to do it. Lan Jingling said that it's the first time she's seen such a cowardly young lady, and it may also be some kind of potential personality.

"I just need to be careful." Chen Xiangqing comforted her.

"Then..." After thinking for a while, Lan Jingling made a compromise, "I'll wipe your back first, and then I'll go out."

Sighing silently in her heart, Chen Xiangqing did not raise any objections.This guy is determined to have an intimate contact with him, since he is not too repulsive in his heart, then let her go.

Lan Jingling, who had received tacit approval, carefully grabbed the towel, dipped some water in it, and did difficult work on Shen Xiangqing's back, gently wiped the gaps between the burns, and wiped off the remaining medicine by the way.

Looking at the scars on her back that can be described as horrific, Lan Jingling was a little dazed. The originally smooth and white back seemed to have become so unbearable after just a brilliance. I don't know if there will be scars. .

The movements of her hands became soft unconsciously, Lan Jingling's heart seemed to be settled, and she didn't have any other messy thoughts, she just hoped that these disgusting wounds would disappear out of thin air and instantly recover.

Suppressing the distress in her heart, her fingertips brushed against the wound slightly tremblingly. Lan Jingling's slightly cold fingers made Chen Xiangqing shiver uncontrollably, as if her whole body and mind were involuntarily touched by her body Attracted by the upper hand, unconsciously feel it silently.

She flicked the water to cover up the throbbing of her body, Chen Xiangqing was a little helpless, she never knew her body was so sensitive, even a slight touch could make goose bumps all over her arms.

"That's it, anyway, it will be fine in a few days." Chen Xiangqing reminded.

The movement that Chen Xiangqing wanted to hide would naturally be noticed by Lan Jingling.

Seeing the more and more tired goosebumps on Chen Xiangqing's arms, a trace of imperceptible playfulness crawled up the corner of his mouth, his fingers rolled back and forth on his waistline like playing a piano, and his head blew on his neck maliciously.

"Don't move too much, or the wound that has finally healed will be torn." Lan Jingling's head was almost attached to Chen Xiangqing's ear.

Chen Xiangqing was seriously frightened by the sudden heat flow in her ears, she retreated sideways reflexively, completely ignoring the fact that she was sitting on the edge of the bathtub.

The already slippery bathtub gave feedback mercilessly, without giving time to scream or cover her vitals, Chen Xiangqing just sat down in the water with her buttocks, and opened her front to Lan Jingling.

The impact feeling was neutralized a lot by the water, Chen Xiangqing awkwardly tried to get up by holding onto the edge of the bathtub, but found that Lan Jingling's eyes, which suddenly became deep, were focusing on her.

To be exact, the gaze that was originally on her body slowly moved up to her face because of Chen Xiangqing's gaze.

There was another burst of dull embarrassment, Chen Xiangqing really wanted to shout up to the sky who she had provoked, it was just a bath, but as for causing so many moths, the area of ​​psychological shadow was simply immeasurable.

Seeing that Lan Jingling's face was getting closer and closer to her, Chen Xiangqing blinked a few times, decided to give up struggling, and simply lay down in a big font and closed her eyes, welcoming the imminent indescribable.

After waiting for a long time, she found that the expected reaction did not happen. Chen Xiangqing was about to open her eyes, but she found that Lan Jingling had stepped into the bathtub.

Before Shen Xiangqing could ask any questions at all, Lan Jingling had already hugged her with a sinking dantian.

Randomly pulled a bath towel and wrapped it around Shen Xiangqing's wet body, Lan Jingling took her out of the bathroom.

What's the situation, after I finally overcome my shame, I spread my legs, you play this for me, the bewildered expression can basically sum up Chen Xiangqing's feelings at this time.

Could it be that the bathtub was inconvenient to use, so she wanted to change to the bed, Chen Xiangqing squinted her eyes to observe Lan Jingling's reaction, but found that the person holding her just walked to the bed with firm eyes.

Then Chen Xiangqing felt that she was put on the bed, still lying on her stomach.

Turning her head to look at Lan Jingling in confusion, Chen Xiangqing said that she needed an explanation.Even if he didn't say anything clearly, he closed his eyes, and Lan Jingling was indifferent to hints that a blind man could understand.

"The wound can't be soaked in water, lie down first, and I'll take care of it for you." Lan Jingling said righteously.

"And then." Chen Xiangqing asked calmly.

My heart was filled with dark emotions little by little, if it wasn't that I would make a mistake, or that the people in the city really knew how to play and play the thing called emotion as if it were real, Chen Xiangqing secretly took a deep breath and told herself not to care.

"Then..." Frowning, Lan Jingling seemed to want to say something, but in the end Lan Jingling just sighed, "It's better to deal with the wound first, it's not good to get a scar after being soaked in water."

The ghost knows what he has just experienced. His heart beats so fast that it almost pops out of his throat. After countless times of silently reciting the empty is sex, he forcibly suppresses the prehistoric power that is about to burst out of his body. Lan Jingling looks at it. A little image of a person lying on the bed is still an irresistible temptation for him.

But right now there is something more important than lust, which is to deal with Chen Xiangqing's wound.Originally, the injury might be inextricably linked to her. Lan Jingling didn't want to be used as a talking point in the future, and couldn't bear to see her perfect skin get damaged.

"What about the inflammation, you will feel guilty for leaving a scar?" An unknown fire surged up all of a sudden, and Chen Xiangqing really wanted to give up on the wound and rub it hard on the wound a few times.

In Lan Jingling's mind, a thought that would definitely make her laugh out loud in the past and thought it would never happen to her came to mind. In Lan Jingling's mind, whether the injury was important or whether she was more important.

This is the legendary self getting angry with herself, or to put it another way, jealous?

Having received the unexpected recognition, Chen Xiangqing really wanted to refute herself loudly, but she didn't have any position.

It was indeed angry, because the hints he sent were not ignored but were deliberately ignored.In other words, Chen Xiangqing just wanted to make trouble for no reason, and suddenly had the urge to be ambiguous rather than explicit, although her previous decision was not like this.

"Guilty?" Lan Jingling grasped the key words very well, her eyes widened like a cat whose tail was stepped on, "Why should I feel guilty, you think too much."

"Oh." Chen Xiangqing turned her head angrily.

Want to say something, but don't know what to say.After all, Lan Jingling's priority was her own injuries, but Chen Xiangqing was still dissatisfied, and it was clear that if she took another step, the relationship would be clear.

Although the current Chen Xiangqing can still ask to the end, but some things seem to be like this. After a while, the impulse to pick it up and continue seems to have become a luxury.

In the silence between the two sides, Lan Jingling brought cotton swabs and gauze strips, and skillfully cleaned the wound for Chen Xiangqing.Wipe off the water on the back, apply the medicine, and then bandage, as proficient as eating.

"Are you often injured?" Chen Xiangqing noticed the problem, even though the current relationship between the two should be called a cold war, she still asked.

"No, I'm sick of blood." Lan Jingling gently tied the gauze with a beautiful bow, and replied a little casually.

"Bloodsick?" Chen Xiangqing seemed to have such a thing in retrospect, but after thinking about it, she felt that it was wrong.Even if you don't have a mirror and can't see it, the current scene on your back is not much better than the one on Lan Jingling's head before, "You just fainted with your own blood."

"No." Lan Jingling shook her head honestly, touched the tip of her nose to express that she also felt very strange.

If I have to say a reason, it's probably just because I don't like it.Or take it a step further, because I like it, so I don't mind.