Flash marriage president is too dominant

He carefully chose a "boyfriend" shirt that was very loose, very fat, seemingly conservative and actually full of temptation. Ji Qianyu took his clothes into the bathroom.

After taking a shower, she looked at her back for a long time in front of the mirror.

Although I don't feel it at all, it's really shocking to look at it!

"How ugly!"

But she would rather have this scar than be ruined by such a disgusting person! Compared with the heart injury, the body injury is always light!

She gathered her hair and put on her clothes. She deliberately buttoned the button in the wrong position, pulled down the collar, and pulled her hair in front of her body to hide some spring light. Then she got up and walked outside the door.

After brewing for a long time at the door, she hung her head and opened the door.

When she got out of the room, she was surprised that the room was too quiet. She looked up and saw the empty ground: it's really a waste of her feelings.

At this time, there was a faint voice in the corridor. Ji Qianyu was slightly stunned: is this going out to be busy?

What a nuisance!

After standing there for a moment, she climbed into bed.

Outside the door, he went to the study and answered the phone. After saying that, Feng Yiting returned to the room. Just after entering the door, his mobile phone rang again. While talking about things, he smoked his pajamas and pointed to the direction of the bathroom.

"Well, there must be something wrong with that slick... OK, let's talk about these things tomorrow! What I want now is quiet... "

Seeing Feng Yiting into the bathroom, Ji Qianyu played with a strand of hair hanging down and began to brew his emotions again.

When Feng Yiting came out, she had a transparent white bottle in her hand. Just before she made a sound, Feng Yiting's mobile phone answered the phone first:

"It's me! Say ~ "

A cavity of emotion was poured cold water again. Ji Qianyu was very angry: whether it was over or not, the emotion was brewing!

Melancholy~

Scratching her hair, at a loss, she opened the quilt again: forget it, take another bath! Fidgety!

Listening to the report, Yu Guang in the corner of Feng Yiting's eye still caught her trend, especially when the sound of running water came, his eyebrows obviously twisted up.

This phone call lasted a long time. When Ji Qianyu came out, Feng Yiting was still standing aside and hardly moved his position. Seeing that he frowned deeply and thought something had happened, she automatically gave up the trial plan.

Forget it, he's busy, just go to bed and don't plug him up! Try again another day!

Thinking about it, she ran to the head of the bed. Without worry, she was light.

As soon as she opened the quilt, Ji Qianyu found that her hair tip was stained with some moisture and was about to go to bed. She stood up again, turned and walked towards the bathroom.

After capturing her movements, Feng Yiting quickly withheld the phone: "OK, you can do it!"

A few big strides, pulled her wrist: "Yuer!"

With one hand around her, Feng Yiting's voice suddenly softened several levels: "it's very clean. Don't wash it!"

Uh?

Actually, she wants to blow her hair!

He was stunned and felt his breath in his ear. Ji Qianyu slightly lowered his eyes, blinked his long eyelashes and tightened his lips: right in the middle! It is just fine! Then go on!

She straightened her body and Feng Yiting said, "the scab hasn't fallen off yet. You can't wash it too often! Don't you still let me wipe your medicine? "

Holding her, Feng Yiting pushed her to the bed and pulled her quilt: "is this it?"

Seeing her nod, Feng Yiting took the small bottle on the table. Because most of her injuries were on her back, she went back to bed and slowly pulled at her shirt.

Although the collar is big, the button still needs to be untied. Just pulling her body back, Feng Yiting couldn't help laughing: "look at you ~ so big, the button is still wrong!"

Originally, it was only necessary to untie the above two, but because Ji Qian's language family was wrong, and the clothes were semi glossy silk and slippery, the seal moved, and the fingertips of clothes like water flowed, and some were spread out uncontrollably in an instant.

Originally, he didn't have much thought, but as soon as his eyes and hands fell, Feng Yiting's rigid body was about to explode. Almost conditionally, he quickly turned her body and half opened his eyes:

damn! How can he have evil thoughts at this time?

A little eagerly, Feng Yiting pressed the ointment for a long time. When his hand fell on her back, his forehead almost sweated. However, at the sight of the spotted and hurt marks on her body, it was like a basin of cold water pouring down, and his fist could not help clenching:

That beast! Beat her like this!

Suddenly, the fundus of Feng Yiting bred a strong hatred! I wish I could tear that scum to pieces!

Obviously, he felt a little out of control behind him from time to time. Ji Qianyu vaguely felt that he cared very much!

The little hand hidden in the quilt was also slightly clenched unconsciously!

Soon, the clothes were pulled back. Behind his back, a low and soft voice came again: "is there any injury?"

Suddenly, Ji Qianyu turned to face him, raised his hand and pointed to his arm. Pull up her little hand, Feng Yiting rolls up her sleeve, but she doesn't know where to go:

Her clothes, worn, are more attractive than not!

Especially in the soft light, the looming beauty, coupled with the weak state that I still feel pity at this time, hooked his fragile nerve, and stimulated his desire for protection to the extreme.

She tried her best to fix her eyes on her arm. Feng Yiting really didn't even dare to look at her more. She was not sure what kind of emotion his reaction was. When Feng Yiting's hand fell down again, she deliberately screamed, drew her hand and shrank, and deliberately fell out of bed:

"Ah ~"

"Be careful!"

He caught her and staggered, but Feng Yiting was half pressed on her: "I'm sorry, I didn't control my strength! Did it hurt you? "

When he pulled her up, he subconsciously wanted to see her arm, but the two pulled, and in an instant, they bumped into each other. Their bodies were very close, and Feng Yiting's breathing was obviously thick. He unconsciously turned his head to avoid, but Ji Qianyu deliberately bumped into his arms and lit a few small fires on him intentionally or unintentionally.

Almost conditionally, Feng Yiting pushed her away.

Ji Qianyu felt deeply sad. He didn't have to brew emotions this time. He pulled his clothes and looked like he was ready to cry:

"Do you despise me? I know how I look -- "

It's ugly! Or dirty?

Duplicity, men, really care! Although her scars were temporary, she didn't talk to other men——