The man's vagina was so tight that it seemed like he was trying to embed her into his body.

Leaning against him, Nanzhi's tense nerves relaxed inexplicably.

"Jiang Qingyan, there is a ghost here, I'm so scared."

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Nanzhi felt that the man's body stiffened for a moment.

But soon, he hugged her tightly, his voice trembling slightly: "Don't be afraid, my husband is here."

The man's words seemed to have magic power. She closed her eyes with peace of mind and fell into a deep sleep.

……

Nanzhi didn't know how long he slept before he became conscious.

The nose is filled with the smell of disinfectant.

She felt her hand being held tightly, as if she was afraid that she would disappear.

Her eyelids moved, and as soon as she opened them, she saw a big hand in front of her, covering her from the bright light.

"Zhizhi, you're awake."

Nanzhi raised his eyes and met a pair of gentle and affectionate eyes.

The man was sitting in a wheelchair, and the sunlight outside the window fell on his cheeks and streamed out of his eyes.

He is so gentle.

Nanzhi looked at his face and said in a surprised tone: "Jiang Qingyan, it's really you. I thought I was dreaming."

As she said that, her tone suddenly sounded a little confusing: "Hey, why do I feel like I saw you standing up? Could it be that I saw it wrong?"

Jiang Qingyan also thought about telling her the truth, but he thought that his plan had already been carried out and this was not the time to expose it, so he refrained from telling her.

He looked at her pale face, and a trace of pain arose in his heart. He gently held the girl's wrist, his strength tender and distressing.

"Zhizhi, do you want me to stand up?"

"Of course I do."

"What if...I can never stand up again?"

"What's the matter? I'll just do your legs."

"So Zhizhi promised me that he would never leave me?"

"Of course I won't leave you." Nanzhi smiled happily, "But the premise is that you are not allowed to lie to me. Even if you lie to me, it's best not to let me find out."

Although she liked to lie to people, she didn't lie to him this time.

She really wanted to be with him forever.

After all, he is really nice and gentle.

Therefore, she also hopes that this love is equal.

She was still smiling, but Jiang Qingyan panicked rarely when he heard the last sentence.

"Zhizhi, I..."

He just thought about confessing.

But Nanzhi suddenly touched her head. There was a layer of gauze wrapped around her head, which hurt even to the touch.

My hands hurt too and were wrapped like pig's trotters.

She began to cry out: "Jiang Qingyan, did my finger fall off? Is there a hole in my head? Am I no longer beautiful?"

Jiang Qingyan gently held her wrist to prevent her from moving: "Zhizhi's fingers have not fallen off, and there is no hole in Zhizhi's head. Zhizhi will always be the most beautiful."

"Where's my phone? Let me see it."

"Zhizhi, your phone is broken. I asked someone to buy you a new one, but it hasn't arrived yet."

Nanzhi frowned: "Then give me what you have."

Jiang Qingyan obediently unlocked his phone.

"Open the camera."

Jiang Qingyan obediently turned on the camera function.

When Nanzhi saw her head wrapped tightly inside, she started crying again.

"Uuuuuuuuuah, so ugly. Who shaved off my smooth, black, thick and beautiful curly hair?!!"

She was crying, but not a single tear was shed.

Jiang Qingyan just felt at a loss.

"Zhizhi, don't cry. I'm going to buy you a wig."

The girl stopped crying immediately, blinked her eyes, and looked at him obediently: "Jiang Qingyan, I want the most expensive one."

It's getting cuter and cuter.

Jiang Qingyan curled his lips: "Okay, the most expensive one."

He raised his hand to pick up the thermos cup placed on the bedside table.

"Zhizhi, drink some porridge. After that, I'll buy you a wig."

As he spoke, he lowered his eyes and blew the porridge in the spoon to warm it before bringing it to her mouth.

Nanzhi finished the porridge with great enjoyment.

How could she refuse this kind of day of being taken care of?

Jiang Qingyan put down the thermos cup and looked back at her: "Zhizhi, have a good rest. I'll be back soon."

"Don't leave yet..." Nanzhi looked at him, her face was a little red, and she said hesitantly, "I want to go to the bathroom."

Jiang Qingyan found that he liked seeing her shy look. He smiled and said, "I'll go with Zhizhi."

With that said, he lifted the quilt off for her.

Nanzhi slipped out of the quilt like a small fish.

The ward she lives in is a VIP ward, so there is a bathroom in it.

Wearing slippers, she followed Jiang Qingyan to the bathroom.

Jiang Qingyan opened the door and didn't go in again.

Nanzhi walked in, glanced at his own hands, and then at Jiang Qingyan who turned his back outside and looked away from anyone who was indecent.

She puffed up her cheeks and tried to pull off her pants, but it hurt when she touched her hands.

She had to look at Jiang Qingyan outside again.

"Jiang Qingyan, come in."

Jiang Qingyan looked at her blankly: "Come in?"

Nanzhi breathed: "I can't unzip my pants, please come in and help me."

After saying that, Nanzhi felt like his face was burning.

really weird.

Why is she shy?

Isn't it just being looked at by a handsome man? She is not the one who suffers.

Besides, I haven’t seen it all long ago.

Jiang Qingyan looked at her red face, and the corners of his lips curved quietly.

He slid his wheelchair in and the girl stood next to him.

Very nice.

Just as good as he was the night he was drunk.

But when his hand touched her little koi panties, his fingertips inevitably trembled.

The image of that night came to mind in a daze.

Although he didn't help her take it off.

But in the end it was him who helped her wear it.

Never before had I completely taken it off for her.

Then...help her put it on...

Nanzhi felt that she could bear it, but only if Jiang Qingyan was shy.

The shyer he is, the more shameless she will be.

But what happened to this man?

She was so shy when teasing him before, why is she so obsessed with pulling her pants now?

She frowned: "Jiang Qingyan, turn around."

"it is good."

Watch him turn around obediently.

Nanzhi endured the burning face and squatted down.

But looking at his back, she realized that she couldn't do it, she couldn't come out...

"Jiang Qingyan, you are not allowed to eavesdrop. Cover your ears."

"Okay." The man obediently covered his ears.

Although she couldn't see his face, Nanzhi always felt like he was smiling.

Nanzhi finished the solution very uncomfortably.

The man never looked back.

But Nanzhi felt that he could still hear it.

Otherwise, why would he ask her after she finished solving the problem: "Zhizhi, do you need paper?"

Nanzhi said coldly: "Can you hear me?"

"Zhizhi, I can't hear you." Jiang Qingyan still covered his ears, "I was just estimating the time."

fraud.

It's definitely a lie.

But exposing him now would only make Nanzhi more embarrassed.

Nanzhi took out two pieces of paper and endured the pain in his hands.

She gritted her teeth and stood up, refusing to let him help any further.

She wants to be a strong woman.

Absolutely no social death.

After just a few pulls, she found that she still couldn't do it.

She said expressionlessly: "...Jiang Qingyan, help me."

Jiang Qingyan turned around and looked at her angry face, but he still couldn't hold back his laughter.

then……


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