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Chapter 143: A spoiler!

Qin Luo was born into a medical family and experienced the traditional family education method of China since childhood. He had good ideological literacy and moral concepts.

He is a very restrained man. Otherwise, with his first-class talent comparable to an idol star's face and a hard condition that his family is wealthy and never lacks money, how could he still retain that shameful virgin thread on his arms?

Yes, just like the virgin geological sand, men also have virgin lines.

There are medical books that prove that on the inside of a boy's arm joint, about an inch towards the direction of his palm, there is a line similar to a knife mark or a fingernail scratch, which is generally obvious, which is called the virgin line.

If you have sex, this line will disappear.

Of course, some people have dozens of arms on their arms. Don’t be surprised, that’s not a virgin thread, it’s just because you’ve gained weight recently.

Qin Luo is traditional. He is still a virgin. But this does not mean that when a girl takes off her clothes in front of him, he has the right to slap in the face and say, how can you be a hooligan?

Of course, Qin Luo was reluctant to incite.

Men have a strange mind. They all hope that their wives will wear more, and the fewer women in other people's wives will wear, the better.

If there is a woman from another family or a woman who has not yet started a family, you can take off your clothes in front of you so generously?

Li is a very personal woman. When she doesn't want to show it to you, it's useless to kneel down and beg her.

However, when she decides to let you see, it is useless to close your eyes.

She unzipped the leather jacket zipper in a moment, then took off the leather jacket and threw it on the sofa.

Apart from a black shoulder strap with a skull embroidered with white silk thread on her underwear, there was nothing else on her upper body.

To be honest, Li's figure is a bit thin, not as plump as Lin Huanxi, nor as sexy as Li Qingcheng. However, she has her own unique charm.

She is thin, but every inch of her skin looks like it is waxed, and she has a moving malt color.

The bones are well-proportioned and the waist is slender. The chest that is fully exercised is not big, but it is very straight and solid, which is in sharp contrast to her slimming figure.

The most important thing is that her clavicle, which is like a butterfly---

"Hey, where are you looking?" Li's knife appeared in his hand magically again, gestured to dig Qin Luo's eyes.

Qin Luoyi reluctantly looked away from her chest and asked, "Where did you ask me to treat it? Although menstrual massage can enhance your breasts, your breasts are not small. There is no need to do that, right?"

"Who asked you to enhance your breasts?" Li Yi was angry and wanted to throw the knife.

"Then where do you want me to treat?" Qin Luo asked curiously.

Li glared at Qin Luo fiercely, then turned around and turned his back to Qin Luo.

The bright optical fibers were spread in through transparent glass windows, like a spotlight on the stage, and also shone a dazzling light on Li's back.

The moment he saw Li's back clearly, Qin Luo's eyes couldn't help but stern.

To be honest, when Qin Luo saw Li's body, both the body and the mind were full of passion. That was the most natural reaction of a man to a beautiful and sexy woman.

What's more, Qin Luo is still a virgin now, and he can't withstand this level of teasing.

However, when he saw the back of Li, the passion and high-swelling emotions disappeared invisible. His whole person first stepped into a vacuum, causing people to fall at high speed and then fall to the bottom.

Feel.

The dark red old threads of the wound, the circular holes left after the bullets were taken out, the subtle or profound traces----

The most terrifying thing is a wound that was slashed from the shoulder blades. This wound is long and deep, almost reaching the waistline. The color of the scar is still black and red, and it seems that it has been injured in the past year.

Just by seeing this scar, Qin Luo could feel the danger and intensity of the battle at that time. What kind of person wanted to attack a girl who was so young and beautiful?

The wounds on Li's back are not as twitching as those on the Dragon King's body, but the appearance of these wounds on a young girl who has been in her twenties makes people even more shocking.

"Can it be cured?" Li asked.

Women from special forces are more indifferent to the concept of gender in men and women. We can often see in films and TV dramas that some American troops are bathed together by men and women.

When fighting for life and death, your comrades are your most reliable partners. Back-to-back cover or body-based cover must be closely relied on together. These have nothing to do with love.

However, Li still felt a little unnatural when standing in front of Qin Luo like this.

When she saw Qin Luo not speaking for a long time, she thought she was frightened by her wounds.

Qin Luo did not answer her question, but stretched out a finger and gently touched the scar on her back, and asked with pity, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Li's body shivered gently and replied.

Logically speaking, she should cut off his fingers with one knife at this time.

This bastard dared to take advantage of himself at this time.

However, she didn't even think of such a thing in her mind. She didn't even have a trace of thought.

After thinking about it, Li replied with a gloomy face, "It hurts."

It’s not a corpse or a genetic warrior. The knife is slashed on the flesh and the bullet is stuck in the gaps in the bones. How come you don’t feel the pain?

But, so what about the pain?

They were walking through the jungle in thick camouflage, jumping into the stinky ditch that almost drowns their mouths and sneaking silently, eating hard-to-eat biscuits and compressing beef as hard as stones-----------------------------------------------------------------

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They are soldiers. They fight to protect this land that gave birth to countless compatriots. Their boss told them that "the soldiers shed blood and do not shed tears." As long as they are not dead, they must continue to get up and fight.

So what if it hurts?

She is an orphan. She was raised by the Dragon King. She has no friends, only comrades.

She couldn't go to her friend to complain when she was exposed to prickly heat in her camouflage uniform, saying that her skin was getting worse and worse, and she had a small acne on her face. What should she do?

She couldn't run back and throw herself into her mother's arms after being shot or being stabbed, saying that she would never go again.

She can't!!!

They are a group of lonely wolves, comforting and protecting each other when they are injured. Even if they want to cry in pain, they must grit their teeth and hold on.

When all the people around you are like you, you will feel that the suffering you have endured is nothing.

This is why Li said it would not hurt first, and then changed his words to say it hurt.

It hurts. But she becomes numb. Or, she gets used to it.

Qin Luo's heart seemed to be pressed by something, which made him feel like he was breathing poorly. His tears were not well developed and he actually felt like his eyes were moist.

When he was complacent and proud to save Chinese traditional Chinese medicine, why didn’t he expect that there was such a person, such a group of people who were saving this country with their youth, their bodies, and their lives?

What does everything you do compare to them?

Taking a deep breath, calming down all kinds of emotions in my heart. Qin Luo smiled and said, "It can be cured."

He pushed a room casually, then pulled a sheet and spread it on the sofa, and said to Li, "You are lying on it."

Li glanced at Qin Luo in confusion, and then obediently lay on the sofa.

Qin Luo bent down and reached out to the untied underwear buttons.

"Swoosh."

A dagger pressed against Qin Luo's neck, and Li said angrily: "What do you want to do?"

"Help you cure your illness. Believe me, I will definitely cure you." Qin Luo said with a smile. His eyes were extremely sincere.

If Li had threatened him with a knife like this before, he would have been very angry. But now he couldn't feel angry at all.

He was like doting his little sister, letting her be stubborn and lose her temper.

Li seriously looked at Qin Luo's eyes. After seeing that he had no evil intentions, he snorted coldly and said, "I can't do anything if I miss you."

This sentence hurts a little. She means that even if Qin Luo wants to touch him, it is impossible to accomplish anything. Because he is no match for him at all.

"I never thought about what to do," Qin Luo said with a smile. He patted Li's shoulder and said, "Let's go down. I'll treat you."

Li then put away his knife and fell on the sofa again.

There are some things that men can always learn without a teacher.

Although it was the first time to help a woman untidy her underwear, Qin Luo finished it quickly.

The underwear belt was loosened, and the two balls of breasts and flesh that were in front were released suddenly. Fortunately, she was lying on the sofa, covering up most of the spring light.

However, the powder that was squeezed out by her body weight and the sofa still feasted him.

Qin Luo wiped Li's body with an alcohol cotton, disinfected Li's back, and then disinfected the blade he had just used, carefully picking away the scar that had already formed eggplant---

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"You can be strong in front of others. But in front of me----- you can be weaker. If it hurts, you can shout it out." Qin Luo reminded with kindness. In fact, according to medical theory

It is unhealthy to hold back the pleasure and pain and not release it.

This is also the reason why many people will feel much better when they cry when they encounter hardships.

There is no anesthesia, no hypnosis. This level of cutting is also inseparable from the pain of Guan Yunchang's bone scraping and healing injuries.

"Why am I weak in front of you?" Li said in a muffled voice. One reason was that she covered her head on the sofa and tried hard to carry the pain on her back.

"Because I am your brother." Qin Luo said with a smile.

I've been silent for a long time.

From beginning to end, she didn't moan.

However, in the place where she buried her head, there were traces of being wet on the white sheet. I don’t know if it was painful sweat or touching tears.

Qin Luo glanced at the porcelain bottle of golden pupa-raising skin powder standing on the coffee table, thinking, I'm afraid it will be exhausted this time.

However, Qin Luo didn't feel sad at all.

Today is 10,000 yuan, and we can make a smile on our faces. We also enjoy the feeling of being a prodigal young man.

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