mad dragon retreat

Chapter [-] A little thing with Han Ling~

It is said that when Han Ling rushed to the bathroom and turned on the faucet, when the cold water rushed to Han Ling, the desire in Han Ling's heart not only did not disappear, but became more intense, especially when the water flowed under him, Han Ling unexpectedly There was a feeling of ants crawling on her body, but the figure of Qiao San kept appearing in Shangguan Yuanyuan's mind, which could not disappear for a long time...

"Um...um...ah...um..." After a long time, Han Ling's first high point in life was born in this bathroom, and then Han Ling didn't know how he walked back to the bed and lay down , soon Han Ling fell asleep......

But the matter was far from over. Early the next morning, Han Ling found out that he had a fever. Han Ling was lying on the bed with no strength at all. When Han Ling struggled to get up from the bed, he saw The time was only 5 o'clock in the morning. Han Ling tried to sit up a little bit, and then he was about to walk to the drawer on the floor, which contained antipyretic medicine.But the distance that usually only takes a blink of an eye is now a luxury for Han Ling, but Han Ling still has to do it.

Han Ling slowly put one of his feet on the ground, and then slowly stood up, who knows that Han Ling's body has no strength at all......

Qiao San put on her clothes happily, looking at the beauty Han who was still sleeping on the bed, Qiao San felt very comfortable psychologically, it seems that nowhere is as good as home, Qiao San has no habit of sleeping late, as long as Qiao San opens up from the bed Eyes, and then they became extra energetic, and Qiao San did not forget that he had something to do today, because he had promised yesterday that he would train them every day, at least during the time he was here, Qiao San I will not break my promise.

After Qiao San got dressed, she opened the door gently, for fear of waking up Han Bing who was sleeping, and Han Bing with a faint smile on his face was telling Qiao San that I slept soundly. "Maybe something good happened to Han Bing in his dream..." Qiao San thought so.

When Qiao San was in the corridor, he suddenly heard a sound. Qiao San quickly focused his eyes on a door. This was Han Ling's room. If it was someone else's room, Qiao San would definitely go in and look at it impatiently. Look, but Han Ling's, I'm a little tangled up.

In the end, Qiao San decided to go to the door, but Qiao San did not open the door directly, but knocked on the door, "Dangdangdang~~~" Qiao San knocked on Han Ling's door, but there was no message from inside the room. no response...

"Han Ling, are you there?"

"Han Ling? Han Ling!"

"Han Ling~ If you don't speak again, I will really go in..." Qiao San finally asked, but there was still no sound from the room.

At this time, Han Ling was already in a hurry in the room, and he was in a hurry to get the antipyretics, so Han Ling didn't even wear clothes, but who knew just now, when he fell to the ground, his feet had no strength at all, so Han Ling fell down all at once , broke the cup on the cabinet.But I can't think of it no matter how I think about it, and as for Qiao San's coming to my door, of course Han Ling also knows, although Han Ling has been forcing herself to respond loudly "No!" But the voice has always been quiet At this time, Han Ling didn't even have the strength to speak loudly, but now Han Ling didn't doubt that Qiao San would come in at all.

Qiao San gently put her hand on the door, will something happen to Han Ling?After all, this is a mountain, but the noise just now was really loud, and I asked at the door for so long, if there is nothing else, why didn't Han Ling speak?So in the end Qiao San decided to go in and have a look.

Qiao San pushed open the door quickly, but the scene in front of him stunned Qiao San. At this time, Han Ling was lying naked on the ground. Although Han Ling tried his best to cover his hidden parts with his hands, the two When the hand always had to be taken care of, Qiao San realized when he saw Han Ling's pale face showing red, now is not the time to be dazed...

Qiao San quickly ran to the bed, Han Ling was startled, but soon Han Ling calmed down a bit, because Qiao San ran to the bed, picked up the quilt, wrapped herself up, and put her on the bed.

Qiao San put his hand on Han Ling's head kindly. Indeed, it was very hot. It seemed that Han Ling had a fever. "Where is the antipyretic medicine?" Qiao San asked, in fact, Qiao San had already guessed it, Han Ling should be going to get the antipyretic medicine, but now her physical condition is really too bad, that's why she fell down.

"It's in the cabinet over there." Qiao San had already wrapped Han Ling's hand in the quilt, so he couldn't take it out at all, not to mention that even if he could take it out now, Han Ling might not have the strength to lift it up.So Han Ling had no choice but to tell Qiao San with his eyes.

Qiao San turned around, saw a cabinet and walked over, and then Qiao San found a box of antipyretics, and then Qiao San picked up the kettle on the table to boil some hot water with Han Ling, after all, Han Ling's current state The physical condition may really not be able to drink cold water.

And Qiao San is busy here. Although Han Ling is lying on the bed, Han Ling's mind has been busy all the time. After all, Han Ling is still a big girl. Of course, Han Ling does have a feeling of liking for Qiao San, but After all, Qiao San is his clean skin, but today he has seen all over his body. What's more, Qiao San's gentle and considerate appearance makes Han Ling's already biased balance lean more towards Qiao San. Three this side.

Soon Qiao San prepared hot water and medicine, and put them beside Han Ling's bed, "I'll feed you some medicine first, and then I'll prepare some porridge for you~" After finishing speaking, Qiao San gently patted Han Ling lift up.Although Han Ling was wrapped in the quilt by himself, the quilt was not tight after all. When Qiao San helped her up, he could even clearly see Han Ling's tender body.

"This is my sister-in-law! I can't mess around!" Qiao San reminded herself mentally.

"My sister-in-law is my brother-in-law's caring little cotton padded jacket..." And things are often like this, on the other side, there is always a voice that sings a different tune~……………………