A happy event in a fertile field: the black-bellied husband is as beautiful as a flower

Chapter 17
Meng Yan put a finger on his lips, motioning him to keep quiet.Then he sneaked out the door secretly, filtered out the soup that was warm on the medicine stove, and brought it into the room for Yin Heng to drink.

She watched Yin Heng drink the medicine, smiling and squinting, feeling an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

That feeling is like feeding a chick, watching it grow up day by day, and then... laying eggs for her every day.

The medicine bowl blocked Yin Heng's side face, but he raised his eyebrows slightly while drinking the medicine.

In order not to wake up Xia Shi, Meng Yan had no choice but to approach Yin Heng and asked in a low voice: "Is it bitter? Do you want to eat two pieces of sorghum stalks?"

Yin Heng lowered his eyes to look at her, she opened her palm, and there were two white sorghum cores on it.

Yin Heng lowered his head and took one in her palm, then handed the other to her mouth.

The two chewed the sweet juice silently, feeling an indescribable harmony.

Meng Yan threw the scum out of the window, looked at Yin Heng's whole body again, and reached out to touch his legs.

Yin Heng cooperatively let her touch it.

She didn't just take advantage of him blindly, but she had to admit that she felt very good.

Although his leg was broken, his legs were very slender and beautiful.

Meng Yan went down from his thigh, trying to touch his leg bone as much as possible, stayed at the knee for a long time, and then touched his calf.

While pinching Yin Heng's calf, she asked him, "Do you feel it?"

The two were close at hand, and when he spoke, his gentle breath was in his ears, and he said in a low voice: "Yes."

When Meng Yan was serious, there was no trace of the previous smile on her face, but a look of calmness, she lowered her eyelids, the moonlight half-illuminated her pupils, unexpectedly there was also a cool look.

Meng Yan said in a soft voice: "Whether it's pain or whatever, it's a good thing to feel something. It means that your bones are broken, but your nerves are still intact. As long as your nerves are fine, you still have a chance to recover."

Meng Yan groped on his lap for a while, and said, "Be patient."

Yin Heng didn't make any sound, of course Meng Yan knew that he could bear it many times more than ordinary people.

Meng Yan said to him again carefully: "There is no such condition for treating your legs right now. The medicine is hard to find, and I don't even have a pair of silver needles. I can only wait for your trauma to be healed before doing it." Step by step treatment."

She said so much, seeing that she couldn't wait for Yin Heng's answer, she raised her head to look at him.

It's just that all her attention was on his legs, and she ignored the distance between the two for a while.As soon as she raised her head, Yin Heng didn't have time to turn away, her lips brushed past his lips unexpectedly.

Breathing and entangled together, both of them froze.

Both of them reacted very quickly, Yin Heng retreated back without a trace, while Meng Yanze's familiar and slightly nasty smile spread over his face again, and said with a low smile: "You don't have to be shy, anyway, I have kissed you before." gone."

Yin Heng looked down at her, for some reason, Meng Yan felt that there was an invisible demagogic power in his eyes, and said, "You think I'm shy?"

Meng Yan's heart skipped a beat, and she said, "Could it be that I'm shy? Then I just talked to you, why didn't you answer me?"

Yin Heng said: "You are the head of the family, everyone obeys you."

Before going back to sleep, Meng Yan remembered and asked him again: "By the way, what's your name?"

Yin Heng thought for a while and said, "Wang Xing."

Meng Yan actually learned for a while, and asked tangledly: "Is the king the king of the old king next door? Is the punishment of Xingtian or the shape?"

Yin Heng glanced at her, then took her hand, and wrote the word "Wang Xing" stroke by stroke on her palm.

Suddenly, Meng Yan said: "So it's these two characters. Don't they add up to the word 'Heng'? Then I will call you A-Heng from now on. This nickname is better than Ah Xing, Xiao Xing, and Xing Xing. and outsiders."

Yin Heng coughed, and said in a low voice, "You're hitting the ground right."

Meng Yan: "What did you say?"

Yin Heng: "I say it's very good."

Meng Yan smiled and said with narrowed eyes: "Heng, go to bed early."

Yin Heng responded in a polite manner: "You go to bed early, too."

After that, Meng Yan rustled back to Xia's bed.

The house was quiet all night.The white moonlight shining on the window lattice leaves nothing but desolation on the ground.

In the early morning of the next day, He's sharp voice pierced through half of the township, mourning his misfortune, accompanied by unbearable curse words.

PS: Meng Yan (wu), 娬, means a beautiful woman.

(End of this chapter)