Village Doctor's Magic Hands

Lin Decai loves money as much as his life. As the village head, he has taken the opportunity to make a lot of money in recent years, which is well known in Qingshui village. The most intuitive performance is that when all the villagers live in brick houses, only Lin Decai and his family live in a two-story small foreign building. Compared with the surrounding houses, they are particularly conspicuous and unique under the cover of night.

Far away, you can see a room on the second floor with a light on.

Don't guess, it must be Lin Qingqing's boudoir.

At the thought of Lin Qingqing alone at home, washing and peeling clean, lying in bed waiting for him, Zhao Sanjin couldn't help being excited.

Action is better than heart!

"Grandpa, for the sake of our old Zhao family's incense, Sanjin can only be sorry for you..." when he reached the door of the Lin family, Zhao Sanjin didn't forget to silently apologize to grandpa in his heart.

If you can really get what you want tonight and cook raw rice with Lin Qingqing, Zhao Sanjin doesn't know what impact it will have on the formula for touching bones, and what methods should be used to persuade Lin Decai and Miao Xiangzhu. He only knows that he and Lin Qingqing love each other and must be husband and wife in this life!

Determined by this idea, Zhao Sanjin no longer had any concerns. With a gentle push, he pushed the open door.

To be on the safe side, after Zhao Sanjin walked into the yard, he first listened sideways and confirmed that the small foreign building was quiet and there was no voice of outsiders. Then he stood on tiptoe and walked over carefully.

At first glance, it looks like a thief

"Qingqing, are you there?" there was no one in the living room on the first floor. Zhao Sanjin shouted twice, but Lin Qingqing didn't come out, so he looked up at the lighted room on the second floor, grinned and couldn't wait to go upstairs.

Wow

One foot just stepped on the floor of the second floor, Zhao Sanjin's ear moved slightly, and suddenly heard a strange sound. Suddenly, Zhao Sanjin was stunned, almost subconsciously. He stopped and shrunk his neck.

Standing at the entrance of the stairs, he pricked up his ears and listened carefully for a moment. Zhao Sanjin's mouth opened and smiled again.

It was the sound of running water, with a woman's hum.

"It was Qingqing taking a bath in the bathroom." although Lin Qingqing's voice was not big, Zhao Sanjin was too familiar with her voice. As soon as he heard it, he knew it was her.

Lin Qingqing seemed in a good mood. She took a bath and hummed an unknown song. She didn't know that Zhao Sanjin had come to her house and stood at the stairway less than five meters away from the bathroom.

There is only one room between the bathroom and Lin Qingqing's boudoir. Zhao Sanjin's mind was full of pictures of Lin Qingqing lying in the quilt waving to him. Where did you think Lin Qingqing would stay in the bathroom?

The bathroom of Lin Qingqing's home is equipped with a glass door. However, it is a thick layer of snowflake glass. The masking effect is very good. Even if the light is on inside, standing outside under the light, you can barely see a vague figure. You can't see the ugly Yin Mao at all.

Do you want to call Qingqing, or... Go in and wash with her?

Although the figure on the snowflake glass door was very vague, after looking at it for a few times, Zhao Sanjin was not calm immediately. It was Lin Qingqing he missed so much. He was not excited. It was pure shrimp bullshit.

It seems inappropriate to break in suddenly.

After all, this is a rural area, which is different from that in cities. In those big cities, couples take a bath together. Even if they live together before marriage, or even get pregnant before marriage, it is common. They see more and have been used to it for a long time.

Zhao Sanjin has traveled far and wide in the army in recent years, but Lin Qingqing is different. People living in rural areas have simple ideas, and at the same time, they are also feudal and conservative. If a yellow flower girl like Lin Qingqing, who has not been married, takes a bath with Zhao Sanjin, and if Lin Qingqing is willing or not, once the news gets out, If it reaches the ears of outsiders, I'm afraid it will be poked at the spine and pointed.

Thinking of this, Zhao Sankin sighed. He resisted the impulse to rush in and wash with Lin Qingqing. He bent his knees and squatted down at the entrance of the stairs. He stared at the fuzzy figure on the snowflake glass door and whispered, "anyway, the cooked duck can't fly. The fat meat in his mouth can be eaten sooner or later. It's coming. It's not bad for a while..."

"In fact, it's cool to watch at the door." Zhao Sanjin comforted himself.

After about five or six minutes, Lin Qingqing's hum suddenly stopped, and the sound of water flow became smaller and smaller. The figure reflected on the snow glass door became larger and smaller. It seems that Lin Qingqing has finished washing.

"Finally it's my turn!"

Seeing this, Zhao San Jin Teng stood up, patted the dust on his ass, raised his feet and walked to the bathroom