Godly Play System

Hearing her words, Zhang Fan lowered her eyes and lowered her eyes from her delicate face to her chest.

"My brain is Watt, not Watt, I don't know."

Zhang Fan shook his head, held out his right index finger, pointed to Zhou Meiqi and said in front of his eyes, "I only know that you are gone! By the way, the hollow carving you are wearing today is very interesting."

Hiss.

"Asshole!"

Zhou Meiqi blushed, put on a sail and left the room.

Villa, third floor, second room on the right.

Injured Zhou Meiling leaned against the back of the bed, reading a book. Her beautiful black hair was scattered behind her head, and her legs were covered with a pink white quilt.

The sun from the window into the naughty, shining on the back of Zhou Meiling's head, forming a pale golden halo, like a fallen angel.

Dong! Dong!

the quiet and comfortable atmosphere was broken by a rhythmic knock on the door.

"Who?"

Zhou Meiling closed the book in her hand and called to the door.

"I! Set sail!"

Zhang Fan answered, unscrewing the door and sticking out his head from behind the door.

When Zhou Meiling saw Zhang Fan's handsome face, she recalled what had happened before. Her pretty face turned red at the speed visible to the naked eye.

After a while, her delicate face became red, just like a ripe red apple, which made people want to take a bite.

"You Are you coming? "

Zhou Meiling deserves to be a world-class athlete with a big heart. Although her face is very red and her heart rate is very fast, she still controls herself and asks about Zhang Fan's intention.

Bang!

Zhang Fan closed the door, shook the safflower oil in her hand and said, "Maggie love safflower oil! She asked me to help you with the oil."

Creak!

Creak!

Zhou Meiqi, eavesdropping outside the corridor, hates his teeth to itch.

What the hell is that?

this is obviously a bottle of ordinary ax marked safflower oil. When did it become love safflower oil?

and when did I ask you to apply the ointment?

I just dropped the oil on your face, and you ran over by yourself.

As an adult, I don't even have the basic ability of expression. What a dreg!

"Maggie asked you to come?"

Zhou Meiling took Zhang Fan's safflower oil and looked at him in amazement.

She Why don't you believe it?

"that's the truth!"

seeing that the queen of rhythmic gymnastics is not convinced, Zhang Fan pushes his hands and shrugs his shoulders.

Although the haughty Zhou Meiqi didn't say it directly, Zhang Fan knew that she meant it.

Otherwise, why would she throw a bottle of safflower oil to herself?

Oh!

Oh!

Zhou Meiling nodded, looked at her aching ribs, and whispered, "I can just wipe it myself."

"That's not good! Maggie, let me help you with the oil, then I'm going to achieve the goal. Otherwise, would I not be the culprit for picking apart the sister relationship between you? "

as Zhang Fan said, she lifted the quilt that Zhou Meiling had covered her legs.

Zhou Meiling:???

Zhou Meiqi:???

The twin sister flower is now a head of water, smeared with safflower oil, how can it be related to the provocation?

"wait a minute >.

Well?

Zhang Fan raised her head, looked at Zhou Meiling with clear eyes, and said, "you are worried about being eaten tofu by me? Don't worry, we are just the most pure doctor-patient relationship, that's all!"

"I don't mean that!"

Zhou Meiling shook her head, her teeth bit her lower lip, and shyly said, "I need to change a coat before applying oil."

She didn't want to repeat the mistake she had just made and let Zhang Fan see her.

"Well, I'll tell you to wait."

Zhang Fan put safflower oil on the bedside table, turned and walked out of the room.

Before he left, Zhou Meiqi, who was eavesdropping outside the corridor, walked away humming a tune.

Zhou Meiqi felt that Zhang Fan was getting closer and closer to becoming her brother-in-law.

She will soon be able to dig Zhang Fan from Zhou Meiling with a hoe.

At the thought of Zhou Meiling's expression, Zhou Meiqi thought the thief was interesting.

It's much more interesting than the usual congestion and trouble making!

"OK ～"

there is a soft waxy sound in the room to remind Zhang fan that she has changed her coat.

Zhang Fan pushes the door in and takes a look at Zhou Meiling, who is sitting on the bed.Zhou Meiling's top changed from a round neck sweater to a black double shoulder bodybuilding vest.

"If you wear this one, will you put pressure on your injured ribs, and you won't hurt yourself?"

Zhang Fan sat down beside Zhou Meiling, poked her right index finger into her flat abdomen and asked.

"No!"

Zhou Meiling was stabbed by Zhang Fan's cold index finger, and she couldn't help but hit back. Speechless,

, "

," why, why are you so wordy? Zhang Fan, you are a more than 20 year old young man. Why is it that the azine is like an old woman? "

Zhou Meiling make complaints about endless, silent Tucao road.

Why did she change into a body-building vest? Didn't Zhang Fan count the points in her mind?

isn't it just to prevent walking out?!

"then you lie down, and we will officially start smearing oil now."

Zhang Fan asked Zhou Meiling to lie flat on the quilt. Then she poured some safflower oil into her palm and rubbed it. Then she put her right hand on Zhou Meiling's injured rib and kneaded it.

Zhou Meiling lies on the quilt, feeling Zhang Fan's strength of applying safflower oil, and then her eyebrows frown slightly.

She found that her ribs, no, to be exact, were all hot where they had been touched by the sails.

This heat, still with the abdomen as the center, spreads to the limbs.

The queen of rhythmic gymnastics does not know whether this heat is brought by both hands of Zhang Fan?

or is it the effect of safflower oil.

All in all, the oil is a little bit refreshing.

Well, ~

with her silver teeth clenched and her eyes slightly closed, Zhou Meiling was able to sound like a cat.

Hearing the sound, Zhang Fan stopped and looked at Zhou Meiling strangely.

He is very familiar with the voice just now!

during this period, every time he warms up with Zhang Xiaoxuan, Fang Yuanzhi, Chen Chuya, Wang Liyun, Lin Danfei and others, they call it!

"a little hot! A little comfortable."

Facing Zhang Fan's strange eyes, Zhou Meiling explained weakly.

She also found that she had just called, seems. Seems. Like. Where there is something wrong.

Hot?

Zhang Fan picked up the safflower oil on the side, studied it carefully, and said, "maybe it's effective. Can you bear it?"

well!

well!

Zhou Meiling nodded her head. She was worried that she would scream again and sent the quilt into the mouth.