Village Doctor's Magic Hands

And this finger didn't matter. Zhao Sankin stared again in an instant and said in surprise: "Mr. Cang, you..."

"What's the matter with me?"

"You... You..."

"What do you want to say?"

"Your things are exposed!"

Zhao Sanjin stared at Cang Jingxuan's raised right hand. At this time, she was holding a seven degree space in her right hand.

Cang Jingxuan's face suddenly changed, and he shrunk his right hand behind him again. The speed was amazing.

"No wonder Mr. Cang has been carrying his hand behind his back just now, and he seems a little nervous. It's a relative." Zhao Sanjin couldn't help laughing.

With a cough, Zhao Sanjin joked: "it seems that Mr. Cang's body is not very comfortable. In that case, I'll wait here for a while. Mr. Cang, go quickly. I'm afraid it's inconvenient in case you dirty your pants."

"You!" Cang Jingxuan's lungs were blown up immediately. Her eyes stared and her expression was serious: "to tell you the truth, this thing is mine. That's right, but it's not what I want to use, but Xiaoman. She was in a hurry just now and forgot to bring it when she went to the toilet, so I just..."

"What Mr. Cang means is, are you going to send it to Xiaoman's sister?" Zhao Sanjin was stunned.

"That's right!"

Cang Jingxuan was so angry that he was even more ups and downs, which made his clothes faint and want to crack.

Gulu

Zhao Sankin was very ungrateful - he quietly swallowed his saliva and said with a smile, "then don't bother Mr. Cang. Let me come."

As soon as the voice fell, Zhao Sanjin suddenly walked around behind Cang Jingxuan and grabbed the seven degree space. Before Cang Jingxuan could react, he seemed to wipe oil on the soles of his feet and ran quickly to the opposite toilet.

"You... Don't go, stop!"

Cang Jingxuan was silly. Seeing Zhao Sanjin's fiery posture, he wanted to break into the rhythm of the women's toilet.

Although it's class time now, there are so many teachers and students in the school. Who is in there? Xiao pretty good. After all, she knows Zhao Sanjin, but what about others? At a convenient time, a big man suddenly broke in. It is estimated that ordinary girls will be stunned on the spot.

Thinking of this, Cang Jingxuan's back was in a cold sweat. She was stunned for a moment, and she followed without hesitation. She said in her heart that this guy would not be so stupid as to break in without even saying hello?

As for the school, due to the large number of teachers and students, it is built in the open-air toilet. The men's toilet is the same as the women's toilet. There is no shelter in the middle. If you arrive at the time when there are many people, you can see rows of female students standing at the door of the toilet.

Zhao Sanjin didn't think so much. He wasn't stupid and shameless. He wouldn't do such vulgar things as breaking into the women's toilet quietly.

So

He went straight to the door of the women's toilet. Zhao Sankin coughed, cleared his throat, and then shouted, "are you in there, little pretty sister? If you are, squat and don't move. If there are other female students in there, I'll count to five and come out quickly, otherwise I'll go in..."

As soon as the sound fell, Zhao Sanjin heard a scream in the women's toilet. Obviously, Xiaoman was not alone in the toilet.

Not to mention the women's toilet, even the men's toilet next door sounded the voices of several boys "Wow! Shit! Shit! Shit!".

"Five, four..."

Zhao Sankin smiled faintly, picked up a cigarette, lit it and smoked a few mouthfuls.

"Asshole!"

When she just counted to three, a girl ran out of the women's toilet with her pants. Her face was blushing, she glared at Zhao Sanjin, and then ran away.

"Hooligans, what a shame!"

On the count of two, two more came out.

Zhao Sankin leaned on the wall next to the toilet and smoked cigarettes leisurely. He didn't put the angry and contemptuous eyes of the girls in his heart. He said secretly: I'll give you five seconds to lift your pants. It's very noble, okay? Not satisfied? Come and bite me!

After counting the five numbers, Zhao Sanjin cocked up his ears and listened. He saw that there was no movement in the women's toilet. He was about to swagger in. At this time, a few small brains suddenly popped out of the men's toilet. With a bad smile that men know, he provoked his thumbs and said, "man, you are the first one who dares to run into the women's toilet to soak - Niu - er!"

"You are my idol!"

"Brother idol, how about signing your name when you're done with girls?"

Zhao Sankin stared at the tiger's eyes, bent his fingers and flicked his cigarette butts. The cigarette butts in his hand flew over according to those little brains and scolded, "sign a fart! A group of little fart children, pee!"

The boys suddenly shrunk their necks, scrambled to retract their brains and hid in the men's toilet.

Zhao Sanjin strode into the women's toilet.

Cang Jingxuan stood not far away and stared at Zhao Sanjin's every move. She saw that Zhao Sanjin was a little measured. She stood at the door of the toilet and shouted out all the other girls. Only then did she secretly relax and didn't rush up to stop him.

"Little pretty sister?" Zhao Sanjin shouted, covering his nose as soon as he entered the women's toilet.

Then he turned his head and saw Xiaoman squatting.

"Zhao... Brother Zhao, why are you here?" Xiaoman's beautiful little face is as red as a ripe tomato. It's estimated that he can squeeze out the water.

He looked at Xiaoman for two times and didn't see any wonderful pictures. Zhao Sanjin was a little disappointed. He walked up to Xiaoman a few steps, stretched out his hand and handed over the seven dimensional space. He smiled and said, "I have something to do with you. I happened to meet Mr. Cang. She said that you came to the holiday and asked me to send this thing to you."

"Yes... Mr. Cang asked brother Zhao to come?" Xiaoman took over the seven dimensional space and was surprised. Cang Jingxuan was her performance teacher. Of course she knew, but... Mr. Cang was also a woman. How could Zhao Sanjin run to the women's toilet to give her something?

Zhao Sankin saw through Xiaoman's mind at a glance and said, "I told her I was your boyfriend. There's nothing you can't see, so she let me come."

"Ah?"

Hearing this, Xiaoman's face turned black.

"Brother Zhao, actually... In fact, last night..." Xiaoman whispered: "you were drunk. Zishan and I sent you back to the room. You suddenly rushed up and pressed Zishan and me on the bed, and then..."

"Then we were happy together?"

"No, it's not..."

"What's that?"

"I..." Xiaoman's heart was pounding wildly, and he wanted to stop talking. He was really nervous and said shyly, "brother Zhao, can you... Can you avoid it first and explain it to you when I... Change it?"

"OK."

Zhao Sankin nodded and smiled. He suddenly realized that he was standing and Xiaoman was squatting. The height difference between the two people really looked strange. In addition, it seemed inappropriate to talk about what happened last night in such an environment.

So Zhao turned to face the wall, stretched out his hand to untie his belt, and didn't return his head: "give me 20 seconds, you quickly put on your pants."

"..." Xiaoman cried quickly.

It seemed that Zhao Sanjin didn't mean to leave. Listening to the clattering sound of running water, Xiao pretty was stunned. He hardened his scalp, lifted his school uniform, bowed slightly, and stretched out his hand to paste it.

While posting, Xiaoman prayed nervously. Don't look back! Don't look back! Brother Zhao must not look back

However.

The more you are afraid of something, the more you will come.

"Yes!"

When Xiaoman was halfway there, Zhao Sanjin suddenly thought of something. Without warning, he turned his face around, reached out his hand, took out a small cloth stained with blood from his arms, handed it to Xiaoman's eyes, and asked, "Xiaoman sister, since you're on your holiday, the blood on it must have flowed last night?"

"Ah!"

Xiaoman was frightened by Zhao Sanjin's sudden voice. He immediately screamed. His body trembled and his hand trembled. The seven degree space pinched between his fingers accidentally fell down.

It's a pit down there.

Fortunately, Zhao Sanjin's reaction was rapid. Regardless of anything else, he turned abruptly, bent down and leaned out his right hand. It was like looking for the moon in a sea. For a moment, Xiaoman only felt the shadow in front of him, and the seven degree space had fallen into Zhao Sanjin's hand.

Damn fast!

Xiao manleng was there, his body seemed petrified and motionless.

Zhao Sanjin played a cool game. He was a little proud at first, but when he stood up and saw Xiaoman's posture, his smile suddenly stiffened on his face and gulped down his saliva.

At this time, Xiaoman bowed. In fact, he was half squatting. His pants were on his knees, so he didn't mention it.

And Zhao Sanjin? This guy just spilled it happily. Suddenly, he didn't have time to lift his pants.

A man, a woman and two people stay in the same toilet. The atmosphere is very embarrassing. Just now Zhao Sanjin's back to Xiaoman is a little better. Now the two people are facing each other. They are only less than one meter apart. They don't even mention their pants. How can they live?

This embarrassing situation that caused nosebleed lasted about five seconds.

Zhao Sanjin and Xiaoman look at me and I look at you. They just stare at each other and care for each other.