Love You To The Bones

In the face of Shen Zichuan's seriously injured patient, Fang Xiaoran doesn't dare to struggle with greater strength even if she is angry.

If the strength is not enough, naturally he can't get rid of his drag, let alone his scraping of her palm.

Fang Xiaoran stared at him angrily, "let go."

All along, this man has always been like this. He always insists on his own way and forces his will on her, regardless of whether she is in a good or bad mood and whether she is willing to accept it or not.

The man looked at her quietly. Maybe he was in a happy mood. He slowly loosened the iron arm holding her little hand. His white handsome face was filled with a calm smile. "I'm inconvenient to move like this. Can you do me a little favor? I'm going to the bathroom."

Hearing the speech, Fang Xiaoran's body was shocked and raised her head in a panic, facing his deep black eyes like ink. His eyes seemed like a vortex, trying to inhale her deeply.

The crystal light hanging from the ceiling is very bright, which makes his thin and haggard face more handsome and charming, but his eyebrows are frowned, which shows that he may be very uncomfortable.

But Fang Xiaoran is in a dilemma.

It's convenient to help him to go to the bathroom. With his serious injury, she must help him untie his belt and take off his trouser head. Maybe she will help him——

How can she do such an embarrassing thing?

If the two of them were still in marriage, she still loved him and would certainly help him out without saying a word. But now, she and he are two familiar strangers. Even if he doesn't mind being looked at by her, she can't pass the barrier in her heart.

This man, I'm afraid he did it on purpose?!

Fang Xiaoran's face gradually turned pink. She pursed her lips and stared. The initiator who was lying in bed, coughed her throat and said angrily, "wait first. I'll go out and call a nurse for you."

"I just want your... Help, I can't harden other women!"

The man paused for three or four seconds until Fang Xiaoran's earlobes were stained with Fei thin red clouds. He smiled with satisfaction, "Xiaoran, I'm very happy. Your heart doesn't hate me as much as it seems."

For the first time in so many years, he stopped calling her by name.

"Xiaoran" two very common words shouted out from his thin lips, which made Fang Xiaoran's cheeks blush and hot. It seemed that there was a warm current in his body running through every inch of nerve and blood, and the whole person could not help but tremble slightly.

After a long time of body, there was a surge of pleasure in an instant.

Fang Xiaoran clenched her teeth and took a deep breath. She tried her best to suppress the overwhelming feeling and smiled at Shen Zichuan. "OK, look at the 5% share, I'll help you this time."

In this realistic society, who would be too rich?

Having made up her mind, Fang Xiaoran was not hypocritical. She took off Shen Zichuan's oxygen mask between his mouth and nose, helped him down from the hospital bed with all her strength, and moved hard to the bathroom step by step.

The man's right arm was placed on her round shoulder, and the thin lips showed a seemingly joyous look. He bowed his head and looked down into the slightly open collar of her dress. He saw the two long lost snow-white, sexy Adam's apple sliding.

With the rise and fall of her steps, the slender five fingers deliberately or unintentionally buckled on her full top. The comfort he hadn't had for too long made him squint excitedly.

At the beginning, Fang Xiaoran thought he had no intention of rubbing, so she was cold and didn't take it to heart, but she was about to enter the bathroom. The man was still touching her place with endless aftertaste and immediately blackened his face. "Shen Zichuan, if you play hooligans with me again, believe it or not, I'll leave right away and let the urine suffocate you."

Dominated by her anger, Fang Xiaoran had long forgotten her elegance and stared at the restless man. She wanted to cut off his restless claws.

"Inertia, sorry!" the man looked down at her angry little face and seemed to hook his lower lip. His attitude of admitting his mistake was very positive.

He is estimated to apologize. What can she do with him?

Fang Xiaoran didn't want to worry that he was a patient anymore. Her pace accelerated. Sheng Lashi dragged people in, and then dragged a chair in. She simply and rudely placed Shen Zichuan on the seat and angrily muttered, "I'm right outside. It's convenient to call me after it."

Unexpectedly, the man looked up at her at this time, raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice, "my injury is too serious and my hands are weak. Please untie my pants and help me."

Here comes the trouble.

Fang Xiaoran was so angry that she wanted to kick him to death. She wanted to ask, why are your hands not weak when inertia makes it?

Forget it, bear the bad breath first.

His body recovers faster, and she can find a chance to push him down and get pregnant again as soon as possible.

For bao'er, no matter how hard, tired and depressed, she can support it!

Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in again, breathe out again.

Until all the depressed Qi was removed, Fang Xiaoran pursed her lips and said calmly, "OK, I will help you."

Then he squatted down suddenly, grabbed the waist of Shen Zichuan's blue and white sick pants with both hands, and pulled it down.

I don't know where the strength came from, but I tore the pants in half, revealing one end of the black boxer pants.

Fang Xiaoran worked hard, closed her eyes and worked for a few minutes. Finally, she heard the pouring sound like a waterfall and breathed a long sigh of relief.

At the beginning, when she set Shen Zichuan's pants again, her face was very calm.

Holding the man out of the bathroom, he was bumping into song Zijian with a delicious nutritious meal in his hand.

The cargo noticed that Shen Zichuan's sick pants were torn to pieces and hung on him. He saw Fang Xiaoran's face pink and sweet, and immediately screamed, "shit, shit, brother Zichuan, you're just having sex with your life. If you don't help the baby wall, you'll serve you!"

The clothes are broken, which shows how fierce the war is.

Although Fang Xiaoran is gentle and beautiful and looks like a poor little girl who is easy to be bullied, in fact, she is a domineering queen in that matter!

Fang Xiaoran couldn't stand song Zijian's probing eyes. She rudely threw Shen Zichuan onto the hospital bed. She turned cold and left. She didn't want to say a word. She was tired.

She just opened the door and found that Xiao Jingcheng and Ji Mu were as far away as two door gods. They suddenly blocked the door and stared at each other. She couldn't help asking in surprise, "Jingcheng, what are you doing?"

Xiao Jingcheng looked back and saw that Fang Xiaoran's clothes were neat and tidy. It didn't look like she had suffered a loss. Her anxious heart calmed down a lot. She waved her fist to Ji muyuan, and her face smelled no more.

"Shit, I'm going in to find you. He won't let me. I'm going to have a fight."

Ji muyuan picked up a resolute eyebrow and smiled coldly, "Xiao Xiaosan, I'm still that sentence. It's time to turn around!"

Come back, sister Annie!

Seventeen years of feelings, is it easy to turn back?

Xiao Jingcheng didn't bother to pay attention to this boss who knew nothing about emotion. He took Fang Xiaoran's handbag and took her little hand and walked away.

At the door of the apartment, Fang Xiaoran glanced at the mobile phone screen and found that it was almost 11:30, so she didn't let Xiao Jingcheng enter the door again and smiled at him, "Jingcheng, it's too late, I won't keep you. You go home and have a rest early."

Looking at her smiling face, Xiao Jingcheng wanted to ask her what she had done with Shen Zichuan after staying in the ward for more than an hour. It took so long.

But he also knew that even if he asked, she would not tell the truth.

For so many years, he and she seem to be close, but in fact, their hearts are far away.

No matter how hard he tried, she was always more enthusiastic and less intimate to him.

She can't do it. She loves him like she loves Shen Zichuan.

Just like, he can't love other women as much as he loves her.

Xiao Jingcheng swallowed his bitter taste and returned to Fang Xiaoran with a soft smile, "OK, I'll go back. You have a good rest and have a good dream."

Then he turned and left without stopping, and dared not look back.

He was afraid. He looked back at her and didn't want to go home.

It was one o'clock in the morning when Xiao Jingcheng returned to his empty villa.

At the same time, Fang Yanrong, who was imprisoned in prison, was unwilling to be a knife all her life. She was a fish. Taking advantage of the dark and windy night, she began to implement her long planned plan.