Evil Army Junior: Sir, please respect yourself

As soon as the quilt was lifted, the slightly cool air hit, the man's breathing became a little heavy, and the brows on Junyi's face were furrowed even more.

At first, Tian Lingxin was slightly dazzled by his strong and charming figure, but fortunately, he quickly regained his attention.

He twisted up the hot towel and began to wipe his body. When his hand moved to his firm abdomen, he couldn't help but pause.

Glancing at his trousers, he hesitated a little, but in the end, he stretched out his hand to take off his trousers. He did this, and after looking at it, he still hesitated.

However, when he saw his almost perfect physique that bewitched people, he still couldn't help being a little dazed.

Although she said she had done it many times, it was the first time for her to enjoy the scene of lying quietly like this, and she couldn't help feeling her cheeks getting hot.

And also in this trance, the last time he asked her to give it to him suddenly flashed in his mind...

His eyes couldn't help falling on the bullet pants, and in an instant, his cheeks that were only hot just now burst into red, and his heartbeat became inexplicably restless.

Damn pervert!What are you thinking?

Cursing herself in secret, Tian Lingxin looked away, took a deep breath, and slowly calmed down the messy signs.

Under the man's uncomfortable frown, he quickly put away the messy thoughts, twisted the hot towel and wiped it for him. The movements were unskilled, but still very gentle.

After changing several pots of hot water in a row, the man's tightly furrowed brows slowly opened up, and his heavy breathing eased a little.

Seeing that this method was effective, Tian Lingxin changed the hot water a few more times, tossing back and forth, seeing that the man on the bed finally slept soundly, but Tian Lingxin was already sweating profusely.

But seeing his better expression, the worry in his heart eased a little. He took out a thicker quilt from the cabinet, covered him up, and tidied up the scene.

At this time, it was past two o'clock in the morning, and Tian Lingxin felt a little tired, but she went to the bathroom and took a quick shower.

When she came out, she was still uneasy, walked to the man's side, leaned forward and stretched out her hand to cover his forehead. After a while, she felt that the man's high fever had subsided a lot, but only slightly.

This phenomenon naturally reassured Tian Lingxin, but she still felt that she should not sleep tonight, lest the high fever rise again. Anyway, she was suspended from school for a week, and she was not in a hurry to go to school tomorrow.

After withdrawing his hand, he pulled over a chair, took a book, and sat by the bed, intending to stay through the night.

But she had just sat down, and before she even had time to read the book, she saw the man whose eyes were originally closed, and now opened those deep black eyes, but, those usually deep eyes seemed to be Stained with some blurred fog layers.

After quietly staring at Tian Lingxin for a while, the hoarse and deep voice called faintly; "Ling'er!"

Seeing that he woke up, Tian Lingxin finally let go of the worries that were still in his heart, got up quickly, went to the bed cabinet, and filled a bowl of warm lean meat and millet porridge.

Then he turned around and half-kneeled on the bed, reaching out to help the man who opened his eyes in a daze.

"Get up and have some porridge first."

However, the man suddenly stretched out his hand, encircled Tian Lingxin who was leaning forward to support him, and hugged her slightly into his arms.