"Qiaoqiao, why are you here?" Lin Wanrong hurried forward and said.
Dong Qiaoqiao has already stood up, and there is a bamboo basket under her body, which contains already cold food. Obviously, she has been waiting here for a long time.
"Brother Lin, you, are you alright?" Dong Qiaoqiao grabbed Lin Wanrong's shirt and looked at him anxiously, the tension and heartache in his eyes as bright as morning stars could be seen at a glance.
"I, what can I do?" Lin Wanrong didn't know what she was talking about, and welcomed her into the room with a smile: "How did you find me here?"
"You told me about the location that day, and I looked for it today. I saw your clothes hanging at the door, so I knew this was where you lived." Under the light, Qiaoqiao's face turned red, She became more and more charming.
Lin Wanrong swallowed secretly, he is not a good bird, if such a beautiful girl stands in front of him, he would not be a man if he is not tempted.
Dong Qiaoqiao brought the bamboo basket over and said, "The food is cold, Brother Lin, have you not eaten yet? I'll go and heat it up, it will be ready soon."
Lin Wanrong hurriedly grabbed her hand and said, "No need, Qiaoqiao, I've eaten."
Dong Qiaoqiao was held by him, and felt that the heat from his palm seemed to penetrate into her heart, her cheeks were flushed, her heart was throbbing, and she said softly: "Brother Lin, I—"
She struggled subconsciously, and Lin Wanrong realized that she had grabbed the girl's little hand.
But this guy was very thick-skinned, instead of letting go, he grabbed her little hand and squeezed her palm twice.
Dong Qiaoqiao only felt like a cat scratching her heart, a strange feeling came out of her heart, her body was hot, her slender legs could not help but close together, and her body twisted slightly.
Lin Wanrong reluctantly let go of her little hand, and said without blushing, "Qiaoqiao, are you here to deliver food for me?"
His method of diverting attention has always been superb, Dong Qiaoqiao is no match for him.
Seeing him let go of her little hand, the redness on Dong Qiaoqiao's face receded a little, but she felt a little disappointed in her heart. Hearing his words, she immediately remembered the purpose of her coming, and hurriedly called out: "Brother Lin, where is your wound? let me see."
"What wound?" Before he realized it, Dong Qiaoqiao had already seen the stains on his back and the swollen back.
"Brother Lin, who beat you up like this, how could you do it like this?" Dong Qiaoqiao tremblingly cried, the concern and pain warmed Lin Wanrong's heart.
Needless to say, that boy Dong Qingshan must have told Dong Qiaoqiao about his injury, so Dong Qiaoqiao came to him.
"Brother Lin, take off your shirt quickly, and I'll apply the medicine for you." Dong Qiaoqiao lightly touched his back twice, her fingers were soft, and there was a little bit of coolness, which made Lin Wanrong feel comfortable all over, and couldn't help it He snorted softly.
"It's okay, Qiaoqiao, I have rough skin and thick flesh, a little injury, it doesn't matter." Lin Wanrong said with a smile.
"No, big brother, you are so hurt—" Dong Qiaoqiao couldn't continue, tears were about to fall.
"Okay, okay, I'll take it off, don't cry, silly girl."
Lin Wanrong was filled with warmth and emotion, hurriedly took out the things in his arms, and then took off his shirt, revealing his smooth and strong body. He has been in good health since he was a child, his skin is also healthy and wheat-colored, and he likes to exercise. His body is quite strong and he has a strong impact on girls.
Dong Qiaoqiao looked at his strong arms, her face turned red and her heart was beating wildly, but when she saw the swollen mark on his back again, all her charming thoughts disappeared.
With tears in her eyes, she stretched out her slender fingers, gently stroked the swollen scar, and said softly, "Brother, does it hurt?"
Lin Wanrong grinned and said, "It doesn't hurt." He lay on the bed, clutching the sheets tightly. Doesn't it hurt? Nonsense, you were beaten like this to try? It's just that this girl is so gentle and kind, Lin Wanrong couldn't bear to worry this little girl.
A few drops of hot water fell on Lin Wanrong's back, he turned around, only to see Dong Qiaoqiao hastily turned her head to wipe away the tears from her eyes.
"Silly girl, brother is fine." Lin Wanrong was filled with tenderness, and said softly while looking at Dong Qiaoqiao.
Dong Qiaoqiao turned her head to look at him in embarrassment and said, "Brother, you must take good care of yourself in the future, I—we don't want to see you suffer any harm."
Lin Wanrong laughed loudly and said, "Don't worry, Qiaoqiao, the person who can hurt me hasn't been born yet."
Dong Qiaoqiao blushed and shamed him for a while, and said, "Bragging."
Her beautiful eyes were full of tears like pear blossoms with rain, she looked indescribably pretty, Lin Wanrong stared blankly at her and said, "Qiaoqiao, you are so beautiful."
Dong Qiaoqiao bit her red lips and lowered her head shyly, the surprise on her face could even be seen by a blind man.
There was an impulse in Lin Wanrong's heart, he wanted to hug this delicate woman and bite her hard, but just as he was about to move, he felt a burning pain in his back, Lin Wanrong poked the erect faucet on the bed twice. , It's all because you are ignorant, which caused me to suffer again.
Dong Qiaoqiao carefully applied the traumatic oil on his wound, his movements were as gentle as a breeze. This kind of intimate skin-to-skin contact made Dong Qiaoqiao's heart beat faster and her face flushed.
Lin Wanrong is different. He has already enjoyed countless heterosexual massages, and he still has some concentration. Although this time is a gentle and beautiful Qiaoqiao, he is not too out of his composure—except for the **** Dragon King who smashed the bed board There was a lot of noise.
After applying the medicine, Lin Wanrong went to get the clothes on the bedside. Dong Qiaoqiao leaned over and put the ointment back into the box on the bedside. When he tripped her, she slipped, and with a cry of surprise, she fell to the ground.
As soon as Lin Wanrong turned around, she was crushed by her. The pain from his back made Lin Wanrong grin his teeth vigorously.
This guy stayed silent for a while, a bastard who didn't take advantage of it, compared with Xiangyan who threw himself into his arms, what is this little pain
Dong Qiaoqiao was caught off guard, and her whole body was pressed on Lin Wanrong's body at once, and the two fiery bodies were tightly pressed together, especially Lin Wanrong was still shirtless.
A strong masculine breath came from him, and Dong Qiaoqiao's heart jumped like a deer, trying to struggle, but he didn't have any strength in his body. A pair of strong arms tightly wrapped around her slender waist. She couldn't move, so she collapsed limply in his arms, her hot face pressed against his fiery chest.
Lin Wanrong hugged the soft and boneless woman in her arms, smelling the faint fragrance of her body, her breath gradually became heavy, and she hugged her tighter and tighter, as if to let her completely melt into her body. ,
Dong Qiaoqiao clung to him, not daring to breathe, her plump breasts squeezed Lin Wanrong's chest, bringing him a strange pleasure. Lin Wanrong snorted comfortably, and gently stroked her back with both hands, slowly moving down, brushing her waist, and continued to move, finally stroking those round buttocks.
"Brother—" Dong Qiaoqiao muttered softly, his eyes were covered with mist, his face was blushing, and the feeling of his thighs being held in his big hands was hot and exciting.
He gently pinched the tender flesh on his buttocks, and then slowly moved down, at the same time, the ** Dragon King moved forward, pushed between her legs, and was touching her grass.
Although it was through the clothes, Dong Qiaoqiao, a pure woman like ice and snow, had never experienced such an experience. She only felt that a fiery thing touched her mysterious place only slightly through the clothes. Shy, her legs were subconsciously clamped, her whole body was as weak as a cramp, and she collapsed into his arms.
Lin Wanrong was already on the point, and was about to straddle up, but there was an "ouch", the pain from the wound on his back made him cry out.