Vicious female partner doesn't want to do it anymore

Dong Ling guessed that Song Mingzhi should have been taking a shower just now, because she opened the door while wiping her hair, and the answer was obvious.

Song Mingzhi wearing pajamas feels a little more casual at home, which is different from the usual cold feeling.

She took off her makeup, and Dong Ling saw that small mole on her face which was not obvious.

"what happened?"

While wiping the wet ends of her hair, Song Mingzhi looked up at Dong Ling who was wearing thin clothes.

Only then did Dong Ling think that Song Mingzhi might be nearsighted, because when she looked at her, she subconsciously approached her and squinted her eyes.

"I just noticed that the back of my thighs is very itchy. I wonder if I have some kind of rash because it feels like there are small bumps, but I can't see the spot myself, so I want to help me look."

Dong Ling explained the reasons he had found, with worries and worries on his face.

In fact, Dong Ling doesn't like to lie very much, and she doesn't like to deceive people, but after meeting the system, she talks nonsense more and more.

In order to try to be authentic, Dong Ling had just repeatedly scratched the skin on the back of her thigh, and she knew it must be red without even looking.

"Where? Let me see."

Song Mingzhi stopped what he was doing and looked at Dong Ling's legs.

If it is an allergy, then you need to go to the hospital again now.

Dong Ling turned sideways, lifted the bathrobe that reached to her knees, raised her legs, and pointed to Song Mingzhi where the legs were bent upwards.

"Is it not clear?"

Dong Ling realized that both of them were standing, and Song Mingzhi was taller than her. If he wanted to see the back of her thigh clearly, he had to at least bend down or squat down to get a closer look. That posture was weird no matter what.

Dong Ling looked at the chair in the room, and when she was about to sit on it, she felt that it was wrong, and it would be covered unless her legs were bent, but that position was too difficult, and there was a great risk of being exposed.

Although she doesn't care, it's not good to make the situation too embarrassing.

After thinking about it, Dong Ling hesitated for a while, and pointed to Song Mingzhi's bed: "Let me lie down here, or it won't be easy to see."

Song Mingzhi nodded with complicated eyes.

Dong Ling didn't see her slightly strange eyes, lying on top of Song Mingzhi's quilt, and pulled up the bathrobe.

Fortunately, the air conditioner was turned on in Song Mingzhi's room so that she wouldn't shiver from the cold.

Song Mingzhi saw the large red marks on Dong Ling's legs, and the traces of nail scratches were also very obvious, so she couldn't help frowning slightly, but when she looked closer, she didn't see any small red spots under the marks.

"No rash."

"Yes? But I feel very uncomfortable, and it seems to be a little pimple to the touch."

Dong Ling scratched that piece of skin again to show the truthfulness of his words.

"You can touch it and see if there are any small spots."

That must not be the case, Dong Ling stared at the quilt blankly, not at all worried that the person standing behind would see through the disguise.

Dong Ling doesn't have the ability to make herself allergic when she thinks about it, and get rash when she thinks about it, regardless of whether Song Mingzhi believes it or not, now that she has said the key words, as long as Song Mingzhi touches it, the task will be completed.

Song Mingzhi hesitated to speak, but didn't know whether to release or retract the hand hanging in the air.

Dong Ling's words were so certain that she, who was already a little short-sighted, became unsure about her eyesight.

Song Mingzhi still made up her mind and stretched out her hand, but her fingertips didn't touch Dong Ling, so Dong Ling grabbed her hand and pushed her forward.

Song Mingzhi:?

"I'm sorry, I'm conditioned, I'm ticklish, try again?"

Dong Ling apologized repeatedly, her body reacted faster than her brain.

When Song Mingzhi heard the first half of her sentence, he originally wanted to say "forget it", but after hearing the second half of her sentence, he could only try again.

She didn't get any resistance this time, but Dong Ling's body language made it clear.

Dong Ling almost immediately grabbed the quilt under her body and tensed her whole body. The itchy feeling made her wish she could hug her legs and sprint [-] meters away to flee the scene.

"Can you focus on it, so I will... very itchy..."

Dong Ling almost finished his sentence with teeth chattering. For people with sensitive skin, light force is much more difficult than heavy force.

Song Mingzhi, who had just met, froze his fingers, and Dong Ling, who was trembling unconsciously, heard her barely audible humming from her nasal cavity, and scratched heavily with his hands.

While Dong Ling felt Song Mingzhi's hand, she also felt her wet hair. She had even sketched Song Mingzhi's current posture in her mind.

In such an instant, the Dongling person almost bounced off the bed, and she didn't wait for Song Mingzhi to take back her hand, she rolled and crawled forward to escape.

"Is there a small bump?"

Dong Ling looked at Song Mingzhi with anticipation and panted and asked, after all, acting requires a complete set.

"I don't feel it."

Song Mingzhi told the truth, looking at Dong Ling lying on her bed, she deeply understood what Wang Buli said.

The reaction was too exaggerated.

"Yes, but I'm too ticklish. Fortunately, I don't feel particularly uncomfortable now. I'll have a look when I wake up. If I feel very uncomfortable tomorrow, I'll go to the hospital."

While talking, Dong Ling dawdled to the bedside to put on his shoes, and smiled at Song Mingzhi when he heard the sound of the mission completion in his mind from the mission system.

5.00% in hand, I feel good.

Song Mingzhi didn't have time to say anything, so he could only nod his head and watch Dong Ling leave like the wind.

The fragrance of her body seemed to remain in the room, and the image just now flashed in my mind.

Black hair, bent legs, snowy skin, red marks, scratches, a vivid picture intertwined.

Song Mingzhi was inexplicably lost in thought, she sighed for some reason, dried the moisture in her hair again, and went to the bathroom to dry her hair.

Dong Ling cheered with 021 while feeling the strange skin in his room.

021 Applause: [Genius!girl!I have never seen such a genius, definitely the best host I have ever brought! 】

021 skillfully uses the system's speech skills, in short, the motivation method is right, and the rainbow fart is full of hype.

Dong Ling fell asleep very easily in this joy, and completely forgot about the turmoil of the night.

Song Mingzhi, who was sleeping not far from her, was not so comfortable. In his sleep, he could faintly feel her soft body from behind, carrying a moist and sweet fragrance.

The next day, the sun shone through thin clouds, casting a seemingly warm glow on the icy air.

Dong Ling slept until he woke up naturally, and it was already 10:30 in the morning when he came out of the bathroom.

Song Mingzhi was sitting in the living room holding a notebook to deal with things, with a cup of brewed oatmeal in hand.

"Because I don't know when I will wake up, I didn't order breakfast. If necessary, I will help you order now."

Song Mingzhi pushed the glasses on her face, she didn't plan to go out today, so she didn't have any makeup on, looking lazy and casual.

"No, I'll just make a cup of cereal."

Dong Ling casually put the phone on the coffee table, and when she opened her eyes, she saw the message from her elder brother, telling her to go home for lunch, and it's not long before the meal time, so she can just make a cup of cereal to deal with it .

Dong Ling went to the kitchen, the oatmeal and milk were placed on the cooking table, and there was a clean small pot next to it. Dong Ling poured the milk into it, pressed the button, and waited for the milk to boil.

While making cereal, she heard her phone ring.

Dong Ling said at the top of his voice in the kitchen, "Xin Zhi, help me find out who it is?"

"Local number with no notes."

Song Mingzhi picked it up, ready to hand it to the kitchen for her.

"Then help me pick it up."

Dong Ling poured milk into the oatmeal while stirring it, and said it very casually.

Song Mingzhi picked it up and said "OK".

The voice from over there was cold: "Who? Where's Dongling?"

Song Mingzhi immediately recognized who the owner of the voice was, and suddenly gave up the idea of ​​handing the phone to Dong Ling.

She looked at Dong Ling's figure through the glass, and replied unhurriedly: "Song Mingzhi, Ling Ling is in the kitchen."

"Who is it?"

Dong Ling came out of the kitchen with a cup, and saw Song Mingzhi answering the phone and asking casually.

"I don't know. She's asking who I am, and then asking where you are. I'll help you. Be careful not to burn your hands."

Song Mingzhi's eyes flashed, she took the cup from Dong Ling's hand, and returned the phone to Dong Ling.

"Okay, I'm Dong Ling, right?"

Dong Ling smiled at Song Mingzhi, sat on the sofa and ate the oatmeal with a spoon.

"Why are you staying with her? Are you not at home today on New Year's Day? When did you become so familiar with her? She still dares to call you Lingling. Don't you have any self-consciousness as an employee?"

"It's none of your business, Xuandu, is it too lenient?"

Dong Ling clicked his tongue softly, chewed and swallowed the cereal in his mouth.

"It's bad luck to find me early in the morning, what's the matter?"

Dong Ling's tone was cold, and he laughed at the popularity over there.

"It's okay, it's my bad luck for you to rush to send blessings, obviously we would call at this time before, Dong Ling, I don't understand, why should you alienate me because of those insignificant people?"

Dong Ling took a sip of milk and said lightly, "I didn't alienate anyone because of anyone. I refused to associate with you. It was only because of you."

"What reason do I have? Because I want to be exclusive, am I wrong for wanting to be exclusive, friendship is also selfish, why can't I have only one important friend, just like I only have one important friend."

Xuandu was very confused, she didn't understand it six years ago, and she still doesn't understand it now.

"Xuandu, love is not compared in this way. I always think that I have been owed too much, so I want everyone to compensate you, but many people have not forgiven you at all, and I am not your item. When will it be possible? Learn to respect?"

It's not that Dong Ling was completely unaffected by Xuandu, because of Xuandu, she would like those people who are considerate and respectful, such as Song Mingzhi.

"I don't want to say something that is too ugly. I have said it again and again, but you haven't changed it, and you won't change it."

Dong Ling walked into the room while talking on the phone, and closed the door of the guest room.

"I'll only talk to you once, don't threaten me with Song Mingzhi in the future, if you touch her, I won't finish it."

Dong Ling hung up the phone with indifferent eyes, and dragged a number into the blacklist as well.

Why did Song Mingzhi tell her that she needs her to speak, she is her lifeblood now, let alone Lingling, Song Mingzhi would be happy to call her a baby.