Rural Demon Little Village Doctor

However, Xia Feng was just an idea after all.

The difference between human beings and animals is that animals will do what they think, but most of people's thoughts can be controlled by wisdom.

You can think about it. Don't do it.

Send Yu Xinyu back. Yu Xinyu stumbles out of the car. Xia Feng quickly reaches out to hold her.

"I'm really drunk today." Yu Xinyu giggled: "I haven't been drunk for a long time."

"Have you been drunk before?" Xia Feng asked.

"Well." Yu Xinyu nodded, "the first time I got drunk was with my husband. He got me drunk."

She had two dimples. When she was so pursed, the dimples were very deep. She continued: "at that time, he was really good, really good, and would deceive people."

She recalled, with a taste of happiness in her tone: "at that time, I was really happy."

Xia Feng helped her into the elevator and went upstairs without disturbing her.

In one's life, there are always some beautiful memories that are unforgettable. Yu Xinyu is an innocent girl. Her heart is eager for love. Although it may not be very good now, the memories are always beautiful.

Yu Xinyu opened the door and entered the house. Xia Feng said, "Teacher Yu, you're drunk. Have a rest early, and I'll go back."

"Don't worry." Yu Xinyu's tone was a little coquettish: "why don't you sit down? You sit first and I'll wash my face."

It's said to wash your face, but for women, the concept of time is always n plus 1. Xia Feng waited for about 20 minutes. If he didn't have sharp ears and could hear a little noise, he really thought Yu Xinyu was drunk and asleep.

When Yu Xinyu came out, he not only washed his face, but also took a bath and changed into a pink nightgown.

The Nightgown is one piece, not Wu Xiangjun's thin shoulder strap that always slides down. Relatively speaking, it is more conservative.

After taking a bath, Yu Xinyu felt much better and said, "I really didn't expect to meet you in the capital, and it helped me so much."

Xia Feng shook his head and said, "what can I do for you? I broke your list..."

Yu Xinyu said, "but I'm very happy that you stand out for me."

Yu Xinyu's skin after bathing was as white as jade, but the wine did not disappear. There was a faint red in the white, which was very beautiful.

Xia Feng sighed in her heart: "she should live such a day that she doesn't need to worry about her little grandmother."

In the imagination of the students, I also think Yu Xinyu should be the day of young grandma. Every day is to do beauty, go shopping with girlfriends, drink cold drinks, read magazines, and do housework at most.

But this is not the case.

Xia Feng has a feeling that Yu Xinyu seems to be deliberately drunk. Why is she deliberately drunk? Because she is escaping, because beating Duan Yu is almost fatal to the factory. Yu Xinyu's character can't deal with this complex situation. She has no confidence in giving a gift.

So she simply drunk herself, and then went dancing to recall the good things in the past, in order to escape the coming wind and rain.

In Yu Xinyu's charming whine, which was obviously different from that of ordinary days, Xia Feng suddenly wanted to understand this. He regretted it in his heart and clenched his teeth secretly: "if someone surnamed Duan is with Mr. Kayu, I must make his mother regret giving birth to him."

At this time, Yu Xinyu received his feet on the sofa, sat obliquely, holding his leg belly in one hand.

"Are your legs sour?" Xia Feng asked.

"Yes, it's so sour." Yu Xinyu still said in a delicate tone: "it's just like wearing high heels. I won't wear them next time."

This should be the tone he said to his boyfriend or husband. Xia Feng couldn't help laughing and said, "let me pinch it for you."

"Really?" Yu Xinyu looked at him with wide eyes. "Can you massage?"

"The technique is very good," Xia Feng said.

Yu Xinyu giggled: "well, you help me pinch it. Ah, it's so sour. Shall I lie on my stomach?"

As she said this, she turned and lay on the sofa with her chin resting on her arm. She turned her head and looked at Xia Feng with longing in her eyes, that is, there is a kind of tenderness of young women and a kind of cute meaning of young girls.

Xia Feng walked over and Yu Xinyu's Nightgown reached the knee. The meat in his legs was as white and tender as cheese.

"I'll pinch your right foot first. It may be a little sour. Hold it." he wanted to say, but he couldn't help but cry. Then he suddenly changed his mouth.

"Then you can't pinch too much." Yu Xinyu said in a delicate tone. Then he opened his mouth, raised his neck suddenly, and gave a painful cry: "Oh."

The sound was really good. Xia Feng kept pinching his hands. Yu Xinyu's open mouth never closed again. His neck was tightly lifted up. He made a series of calls in his mouth, with a sense of comfort in the slight pain.

"It turned out that Mr. Yu's voice was so tender, almost like a newborn baby." Xia Feng kept on his hands, secretly tasted it in his heart, and gave birth to an idea: "play with her feet, she must cry better."

But the idea just flashed away.

He likes Yu Xinyu, but in this kind of love, he shows respect and brings the memory of his youth. Recalling Teacher Yu at that time, his heart is like spring flowers, which is kind of warm and beautiful.

He will not easily destroy this beauty.

Feeling that his muscles were loosened, he put down Yu Xinyu's right foot.

Yu Xinyu's high neck suddenly loosened, and his whole face was buried in his arms. It took a long time to turn back and say to Xia Feng, "ah, your hands are so heavy. I really thought you would die."

In this way, with such a tone, Xia Feng heard several women say it. He couldn't help but feel hot in his stomach and smiled, "how's it going? Are you comfortable now?"

"It's comfortable now." Yu Xinyu nodded: "it seems to be filled with hot water. Every corner is warm and seems to be floating. It's really comfortable."

Her tone was delicate and exaggerated. Xia Feng said with a smile, "then pinch your left foot again."

"OK." Yu Xinyu nodded, "but you should be light."

Such tone, such words, people can't help but think crooked.

Xia Feng nodded and agreed, "OK."

Pick up Yu Xinyu's left foot, but the strength in her hand has not weakened, but strengthened by one point. Why? Because after pinching her right foot, Yu Xinyu's body feeling is ready. If she pinches it lightly this time, her feeling will be much worse.

This is just like a cook cooking. The more the food comes out, the saltier it is, because there is already a taste in front of it. If it is not salty, the taste in the back will not be reflected.

Yu Xinyu immediately raised his neck as before, opened his mouth and gave a Jiao cry.

Xia Feng didn't care about her and continued to hold it. Gradually, Yu Xinyu fell asleep.