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Song Tingchen looked at Qin Youle and smiled shamelessly.

Qin Youle looked at Song Tingchen silently and closed his eyes.

Song Tingchen put on his slippers and stood in front of Qin Youle.

"Wipe the water." Song Tingchen slightly turned his head and whispered an order in Qin Youle's ear.

The hot steam on his body warmed with him. The low voice echoed in Qin Youle's ear.

Qin Youle frowned and opened his eyes with difficulty, holding a towel to slide through his honey chest and every inch of his skin.

Every time she rubbed it, song Tingchen gave a sexual sound. Feel deep stuffy hum, even crooning.

Qin Youle bit his lips: "can you stop yelling?"

"You touch so provocatively that you won't let me shout?" Song Tingchen looked at Qin Youle and hooked his lips.

Qin Youle closed his eyes, grabbed the bathrobe and put it on song Tingchen. After tying it up for him, he opened his eyes and was ready to take song Tingchen out of the bathroom.

Song Tingchen looked down at the bow on his bathrobe and looked up at Qin Youle.

Qin Youle was stunned: "what's the matter?"

Song Tingchen shook his head: "nothing. Suddenly there was a feeling of being dressed up as a little girl. "

Qin Youle: "

It was not easy to send the man back to the bedroom. Qin Youle turned to clean up the bathroom and took a shower by himself. When everything was ready, she went to song Tingchen's door, stood at the door, looked at Song Tingchen and said, "it's too late. It's time to have a rest. Do you have anything else to do? If not, go to bed. My phone won't turn off. If you have something to call or shout at me, I'll come right away. "

"Don't go." Qin Youle's body was stopped by song Tingchen before he carried it back.

Song Tingchen looked at Qin Youle and yawned: "I'm sleepy, but it's very dangerous for me to be alone in my room, so you must stay in my room."

"Don't play rogue with your injury." Qin Youle stared at Song Tingchen.

"How can this be regarded as playing a rogue? I just enjoy the rights I should enjoy. As the culprit of my arm fracture, you have the necessity and responsibility to accompany me 24 hours a day. " Song Tingchen stared at Qin Youle, his thin lips pursed slightly, his tone was indifferent, but he was arrogant and arrogant. The appearance that he should have made Qin Youle angry and annoying.

But now facing song Tingchen with a broken arm, Qin Youle has nothing to do. She can only bear it.

Qin Youle clenched her hand tightly, and the bones of her hands were clucking. She didn't know that her nails were embedded in the meat. She looked at Song Tingchen and nodded with anger: "OK. I sleep on the living room sofa. Don't close the door. "

"No. I'm used to closing the door. I can't sleep without closing the door. "

"Then you mean to sleep on the floor?" Qin Youle looks at Song Tingchen and bites his lips.

Song Tingchen patted his bedside seat on his left hand. "How can I bear to say that you sleep on the floor and catch a cold? Who will take care of me? If you infect me, your sin will be even greater. You sleep next to me. "

Qin Youle: "I refuse."

"Then sit here." Song Tingchen glanced at the chair in the bedroom.

Qin Youle: "

Finally, after some bargaining, the appointed Qin Youle lay in bed and presented a sleeping position she didn't want most - she was held in Song Tingchen's arms.

The stiff Qin Youle turned her back to song Tingchen. She was uncomfortable all over. She couldn't help moving her body, but she moved slightly.