MTL - Finest Servant-Chapter 38 旖旎 (1)

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"Coincidentally, why are you here?" Lin Wanrong hurried forward.

Dong Qiaoqiao had stood up, and there was a bamboo basket under him. The basket was already cold food. Obviously, the waiting time was not short.

"Brother Lin, you, are you okay?" Dong Qiaoqiao grabbed Lin Wanrong's shirt and looked at him anxiously, Liang Ruochen's eyes were full of tension and heartache.

"I, what can I do?" Lin Wanrong didn't know what she was talking about, and greeted her with a smile: "How did you find me here?"

"You probably told me where you were that day. I found it today. I saw your clothes hanging at the door, and I knew this was where you lived." Under the light, Qiaoqiao's face was a little red. More and more flamboyant.

Qi Lin Wanrong secretly swallowed saliva, he was not a good bird, such a beautiful girl stood in front of himself, or he would not be a man if he did not care.

Dong Qiaoqiao brought the bamboo basket over and said, "The food is cold, Brother Lin, haven't you eaten yet? I'll heat it up and it will be all right soon."

Qi Lin Wanrong hurriedly held her hand and said, "No need, coincidentally, I have eaten."

Dong Qiaoqiao held his small hand. He felt that the rush of heat from his palm seemed to have penetrated into her heart. Her cheeks were flushed, her heart fluttered, and she said softly, "Brother Lin, I--"

She struggling slightly subconsciously before Lin Wanrong realized that she had caught the girl's hand.

This guy is so thick-skinned that instead of letting go, he grabbed her little hand and squeezed it twice in her palm.

Dong Qiaoqiao just felt like a cat scratching her heart, a strange feeling came out from her heart, she was hot, her slender legs couldn't help it, and her body twisted slightly.

Zhe Lin Wanrong reluctantly let go of her little hand, and her face was not red. "Coincidentally, did you come to deliver meals for me?"

His means of diverting attention has always been superb. Dong Qiaoqiao is where Nizi is his opponent.

Seeing that he let go of his little hand, Dong Qiaoqiao's face was a little red, but there was a little disappointment in his heart. When he heard what he said, he suddenly thought of his purpose and hurriedly said, "Brother Lin, what about your wound, let me see."

"What kind of wound?" He hadn't expected to come over yet. Dong Qiaoqiao had already seen the stain on his back and the swollen back.

"Brother Lin, who made you like this, how can you use such a poisonous hand?" Dong Qiaoqiao shivered with a cry, the kind of concern and pain that made Lin Wanrong's heart warm.

Needless to say, it must be Dong Qingshan's kid who told Dong Qiaoqiao about his injuries, so Dong Qiaoqiao came to the door.

"Brother Lin, please take off your coat, I will give you medicine." Dong Qiaoqiao gently touched his back twice. Her fingers were soft and with a little bit of coolness, which made Lin Wanrong feel comfortable and unbearable. He snorted softly.

"It's okay, coincidentally, I have thick skin and a little wound, and don't worry about it." Lin Wanrong smiled.

"No, brother, you're hurt like this-" Dong Qiaoqiao couldn't go on, tears would fall.

"Okay, okay, I'll take off, don't cry, silly girl."

Qi Lin Wanrong's heart was filled with warmth and emotion, and she hurriedly took out the contents of her arms, and then took off her coat, exposing a smooth and healthy body. He has been healthy since he was a child, his skin is also healthy wheat, and he likes to exercise. He is very strong and has a strong impact on girls.

Dong Qiaoqiao looked at his powerful arm, his face flushed, his heart beating, but when he saw the swelling on his back again, all his thoughts disappeared.

泪 Tearing her eyes, she stretched out her slender fingers, stroking the swollen mark gently, and said softly, "Brother, does it hurt?"

Qi Lin Wanrong grinned, "It doesn't hurt." He lay on the bed, clutching at the sheets. Doesn't it hurt? Nonsense, you were beaten to try like this? It's just that Qiaoqiao is gentle and kind, and Lin Wanrong can't bear to worry the little Nizi.

A few drops of hot water drops fell on Lin Wanrong's back, and he turned around, but saw Dong Qiaoqiao hurriedly turn his head to wipe the tears in his eyes.

"Stupid girl, brother is all right." Lin Wanrong was occupied by tenderness, looking at Dong Qiaoqiao softly.

Dong Qiaoqiao turned back and looked at him embarrassedly, "Brother, you must take care of yourself in the future, I-we all don't want to see you hurt a little."

Gao Lin Wanrong laughed and laughed: "Relax, coincidentally, the people who can hurt me are not born yet."

Dong Qiaoqiao blushed and shook him with a blush, "Body bragging."

With beautiful eyes, tears are like pear blossoms with rain, and she can't say how pretty she looks. Lin Wanrong stared at her blankly and said, "Coincidentally, you are so beautiful."

Dong Qiaoqiao bit his red lips and shyly lowered his head. The surprise on his face was visible even to the blind.

Qi Lin Wanrong had an impulse in her heart. She wanted to hug this cute woman and took a sip. She just wanted to move, but her back came with hot pain.

Dong Qiaoqiao carefully applied the beating oil to his wound, and the movement was soft like a breeze. This intimate skin contact made Dong Qiaoqiao's heartbeat accelerate his face flushing.

But Lin Wanrong is not the same. He has already enjoyed countless heterosexual massages for a long time. There is still a certain amount of strength. Although this time it is gentle and beautiful, he is not too morbid.

After taking 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. He stumbled and slipped under her feet. UU read the book wwwwuuushushu.com. Everyone fell to the bed.

When Lin Wanrong turned around, she was overwhelmed by the bed, and the pain from her back made Lin Wanrong grin hard.

This guy 坚持 insisted that he didn't say a word, it was cheaper and did not occupy the bastard. Compared with * Xiang Yan, what is this little pain?

Dong Dongqiao was caught by surprise, and the whole person was suddenly pressed on Lin Wanrong. The two fiery bodies were close together, especially Lin Wanrong was still naked.

For a while, a strong masculinity came from him. Dong Qiaoqiao jumped like a deer, trying to struggle, but he didn't have any strength. A pair of powerful arms wrapped tightly around her thin waist. She couldn't move, and had to slump softly in his arms, her hot face clinging to his fiery chest.

Zhe Lin Wanrong held the boneless woman in her arms, smelling the faint fragrance of her body, her nose thickened gradually, holding her even tighter, as if to let her completely dissolve into her body.

Dong Qiaoqiao clung to him tightly, and the atmosphere was afraid to come out. The plump body squeezed Lin Wanrong's chest, giving him a strange pleasure. Lin Wanrong snorted comfortably, stroking her hands gently on her back, slowly moving down, brushing her waist, and continued to move—

"Brother——" Dong Qiaoqiao whispered softly, his eyes were covered with mist, and his face was bright red.

Although wearing a shirt, Dong Qiaoqiao has never experienced such an encounter with a snow-like pure woman. She only feels hot and unconsciously, her face is extremely shy, her body is as weak as cramps and bones, and she collapses in In his arms.

Zhe Lin Wanrong was already on the string and was about to take advantage, but it was "Ouch", the pain of the wound on his back made him cry out.

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