Rogue Special Medic

When I came to Jiu'er's bed, I felt the temperature rise a lot in an instant. I just felt a warm current flow into my heart. Of course, Zhang Minghui didn't know whether it was because of Jiu'er's high body temperature, or because of my excitement. The woman's body temperature He must be taller than a man, how could Zhang Minghui, a medical student, not know, but he thinks the latter is more likely, but no matter what it is, anyway, he is now on Jiu'er's bed!

The moment Zhang Minghui came to Jiu'er's bed, Jiu'er's body was tense, and he seemed a little nervous. Jiu'er was lingering for a while, but Zhang Minghui was drunk at that time, this time Zhang Minghui was sober and playing hooligans, how could Jiu'er not be nervous!

At first, Zhang Minghui was relatively honest, both of them were lying down and fell asleep, without the slightest courtesy, but Zhang Minghui calculated that the time was 3 o'clock in the morning, and it might dawn at any time, if he didn't hurry up, he would regret it by then Too late!

Zhang Minghui turned around to face Jiu'er, only to see that Jiu'er's panting became more pronounced, Zhang Minghui held Jiu'er's hand dishonestly: "Didn't you talk to me?"

Jiu'er was a little nervous: "What do you want me to say!"

Zhang Minghui smiled slightly, and continued to caress Jiu'er's hand. He was not in a hurry, because this woman was so worthy of care, take your time, don't worry!

Zhang Minghui said grimly at this time: "Since it's hard to say, let's do something!"

Jiu'er was startled, the silvery white snowflakes outside made the room a little brighter, looked at Zhang Minghui's face: "Brother Hui, what are you going to do?"

Zhang Minghui chuckled: "Didn't we not finish last time? How about continuing now?"

Jiu'er knew what Zhang Minghui was referring to when he heard it: "Brother Hui, this is my home, my parents are nearby, you want to kill me!"

Zhang Minghui continued to smile: "Yes, yes, it's just because your parents are by your side that it's exciting!"

Jiu'er couldn't understand Zhang Minghui's lecherous tone, so he pinched Zhang Minghui fiercely: "I will not change my lust!" Immediately turned her head and turned her back to Zhang Minghui, not bothering to talk to this big hooligan!

Where did Zhang Minghui agree, he also turned around with Jiu'er, hugged Jiu'er, put his face on Jiu'er's back, a scent of virgin body wafted from his nostrils, so refreshing!

And... And, Zhang Minghui's hand dishonestly rested on Jiu'er's chest!

How could Jiu'er bear such a stimulus, she quickly grabbed Zhang Minghui's hands with both hands and wanted to get rid of Zhang Minghui's restraint, but...just the harder Jiu'er used, the tighter Zhang Minghui's pinch was, and what's worse, she There was an inexplicable excitement in her body, and Jiu'er actually forgot to stop Zhang Minghui's evil move.

At this time, Jiu'er's face was probably flushed, and she was about to burst into tears. Zhang Minghui felt secretly refreshed. If it's okay, it's up to him. Zhang Minghui continued to caress Jiu'er's chest with one hand, and wrapped his arms around Jiu'er's waist with the other. With trembling hands, she unbuttoned Jiu'er's clothes, only to see a transparent lace apron showing, her pink breasts trembled slightly, and a pair of white tender breasts, soft and elastic , Zhang Minghui dishonestly put the most there, and began to suck and allow.

How could Jiu'er bear such stimulation, she moaned and groaned slightly, and Zhang Minghui's hand also quickly penetrated into Jiu'er's skirt, only feeling a burst of damp heat underneath!

Zhang Minghui's proficiency, for a virgin like Jiu'er who has no sexual experience at all, is unbearable. She kept twisting her body and was completely addicted to it. Zhang Minghui was about to succeed. When Zhang Minghui thought the time had come, the gang Er quickly approached Jiuer, Jiuer suddenly woke up, and quickly clamped her snow-white thighs: "No, no, Brother Hui!" Two lines of tears flowed out!

Seeing Jiu'er crying, Zhang Minghui panicked for a moment, and stopped his actions: "What's wrong with Jiu'er?"

Jiu'er cried and said, "Brother Hui, I want to be your woman...but Chen Nuo...but Xiaoxiao...but but...I'm not ready yet!"

Hearing what Jiu'er said, Zhang Minghui finally understood that Jiu'er really still cared about Chen Nuo and the little things. Although in old China, which was a semi-colonial and semi-feudal society, it was normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines, Chen Nuo doesn't want to share her man with others, of course Xiaoxiao is the same, even if she is willing to share, she also wants to be the most favored and the biggest.

So, it's normal for Jiu'er not to be mentally prepared. Jiu'er likes Zhang Minghui and loves her deeply, but the love Jiu'er needs is too pure and true, and Zhang Minghui can't give it to her yet!

Zhang Minghui understood Jiu'er's thoughts because he understood Jiu'er's heart. If Jiu'er really didn't want to have anything to do with him, he could not let Zhang Minghui go to his bed. Jiu'er wanted to, but she hasn't done it yet. Well prepared, the current Zhang Minghui can only wait.She had to wait for the day when Jiu'er was willing to hand herself over to him. For such a well-behaved woman as Jiu'er, Zhang Minghui couldn't bear her to be hurt in the slightest!

Zhang Minghui didn't do any more excessive actions, and honestly hugged Jiu'er, coaxing Jiu'er to sleep like this.

All night long...

The next day, when Zhang Minghui and Jiu'er woke up, it was almost noon, and Jiu'er was shocked when he got up: "It's so late, I haven't woken up yet, and my parents are still scolding me to death! "

Jiu'er's anxiety also woke up Zhang Minghui. Zhang Minghui looked at the time and found that it was indeed a bit late, so he quickly got up and got dressed. When he saw Jiu'er was disheveled by himself last night, Zhang Minghui's lower body came up again. I couldn't help but shook my head: "Oh... I'm still waiting!"

Jiu'er heard Zhang Minghui muttering something: "Brother Hui, what are you talking about all by yourself!"

Seeing Jiu'er's question, Zhang Minghui was startled, and couldn't help cursing inwardly: "Damn, you can hear this!"

Jiu'er didn't bother to care about what Zhang Minghui was saying: "Come on, Brother Hui, hurry up and go out with me, it's so late, what are we doing!"

Zhang Minghui followed Jiu'er out of the room, and saw that Jiu'er's mother had prepared food, and Zhang Minghui saw a roast chicken, and of course Jiu'er saw it too, and Jiu'er asked in puzzlement, "Mom, why did you put the chicken on the table?" The chicken was killed? Didn’t you say to keep it for the Chinese New Year?”

Jiu'er's mother smiled, and said with strange eyes: "Look at how tired Xiaohui is all day long, let me replenish his body, so that I can hug my grandson earlier!"

Zhang Minghui, who just got a cup of tea and drank it, burst out when he heard this: "Damn, Jiu'er's mother is too avant-garde!"

Jiu'er's father didn't say anything, it seems that under the indoctrination of Jiu'er's mother's thoughts, he has become the default!

When the family of four was eating happily, I saw yesterday's uncle brought some villagers and a lot of food to Jiu'er's house, Jiu'er's mother was puzzled: "What are you here for? "

The uncle said: "No, Xiaohui is the hero who defended Fengtian, we must respect our hero!" After saying this, the uncle poured a glass of wine for Zhang Minghui: "Company Zhang, you are not to blame for Fengtian's fall, it is your fault." Blame those regular troops who are not defending the city, now that Commander Huang is alone as the former enemy commander in Jinzhou, we can rest assured that we can live our lives in Jinzhou with peace of mind!"