Opening my eyes, I found myself lying on a large soft bed, with a fresh and familiar shampoo scent on the pillow, the materials of the sheets, pillowcases and quilt covers are all very high-end and have a great touch.

After lifting the quilt, Zhang Shun saw that his abdomen and arms were wrapped in bandages. The bandages were wrapped beautifully, tight and loose, and it was obviously not comparable to Yu Xiaoyao's rough technique.

All the clothes and pants were taken off, only a pair of underwear was left. The desk light on the bedside table was on, and the light was slightly dimmed, but it was enough to illuminate the entire bedroom.

The bedroom is not small, but most of it is occupied by this bed that is enough for five people to lie side by side. A 54-inch LCD TV is hung on the wall opposite. In addition to the large bed and the bedside tables on both sides, a dressing table is also placed in the room.

The dressing table is also very large, with various cosmetics, cosmetics, and skin care products neatly placed on it. A brief look at it, the number is estimated to be no less than fifty bottles.

When he sat up, Zhang Shun saw the familiar "garage door key" placed on the bedside table at a glance, but the "gate" was not placed next to him. He smiled wickedly and pressed ON. Unfortunately, he didn't hear anything, so he had to put the "key" back in place in disappointment.

He got out of bed carefully and couldn't find his clothes on the ground. He simply stopped wearing them. The gunshot wound on his abdomen had recovered by 60% or 70%. This small injury was nothing. He opened the door and walked out of the bedroom barefoot. As soon as he entered the living room, he heard Jiang Xing's singing.

Looking for the singing, Zhang Shun came to the kitchen. She saw Jiang Xing busy with her back to her, humming: "...I want love, love, brother, I want your love. If you don't love, you will be perverted. Oh oh oh, handsome guy ticks my beautiful cheeks, la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la

Zhang Shun held his hand and leaned against the door frame, smiling and admiring her busy figure, a feeling of a slight loss of happiness rose in his heart. This scene is probably what every man dreams of? Women, kitchen, heat, rice fragrance... No matter where he is, as long as such a picture appears in his mind, anyone's mouth will rise slightly.

Unfortunately, these things are still too far away from Zhang Shun, and they can even be said to be out of reach. Therefore, he will feel lost and sad, but his emotions will not shake his determination to enjoy this short-term happiness.

After admiring for a while, a too-rich fragrance smelled in his nose. Zhang Shun said, "It seems to be muddy."

"Ah--!" Jiang Xing screamed, shivered suddenly, and the lid in her hand fell to the ground with a "bang".

I just saw the scene of a living person turning into a minced meat. If it weren't for a man weighing 800 pounds on his bed, Jiang Xing would definitely have to go to his friend's house tonight. Humming songs is not because of a happy mood, but to give himself courage.

He was so angry that he picked up the pot lid on the ground and wanted to smash Zhang Shun, but after seeing the bandage on his body, he still couldn't do it. He glared at Zhang Shun fiercely, and Jiang Xing cursed: "You are going to die! Why are you scaring people secretly?"

Zhang Shun said with a sad face: "I can't die. If I really die, I will become a ghost and follow you every day. Besides, I didn't care. Have you seen someone dressed like this and sneakily?"

Looking at Zhang Shun who was wearing only a pair of underwear and full of grievance, Jiang Xing burst out laughing and said, "The kitchen is important, and those who are not dressed in a mess will not be welcomed. You are making porridge for you. You go and rest. If you don't want to sleep, you will watch TV. If you knew you would be able to wake up so soon, I might as well buy ready-made porridge."

Zhang Shun still leaned against the door frame, pulled a cigarette out of the demon card and lit it, and said with a smile: "It's better to watch you than to watch TV. The porridge I bought is not caring. You are busy with yours, just don't worry about me. By the way, how long have I slept?"

Hearing that Zhang Shun was about to look at him, Jiang Xing tidied up his hair and said, "It's not yet twelve o'clock. You've been sleeping for more than three hours. If you want to see it, come in and help me stir the porridge, otherwise it will stick to the bottom of the pan."

"Didn't it mean that you can't get in if you are not dressed?" Zhang Shun walked to Jiang Xing and took the spoon in her hand.

"Just put your pants neatly in order. I'll warn you first, don't fall into the porridge." Jiang Xing said as she opened the kitchen cabinet, took out an ashtray from it and handed it to Zhang Shun.

Zhang Shun held the ashtray with his left hand and stirred the porridge with his right hand, and asked, "Why am I here? What happened later?"

Jiang Xing leaned on the kitchen counter with her hands in her arms, admired Zhang Shun's muscles, and smiled and said, "Didn't you ask Tian Weidong to send me back? He brought you a car and took you back. As a result, you crushed the car too much, so he had to leave you here first. He said your injury is fine and you will be able to walk back by yourself tomorrow."

"It's too ugly to store, right?" Zhang Shun complained: "And if you let a seriously injured person stir up the porridge and watch it by yourself, isn't it too much? It's nothing to see, it's just too unfair. I'm going to strike, I'm going to see the union leader."

Jiang Xing smiled: "What should we be fair?"

"Of course, you wear as much as I wear." Zhang Shunwai said with a cigarette in his mouth and squinted his eyes.

"Okay," Jiang Xing thought for a while, turned around and walked out: "I'll go change a long skirt."

"Wait!" Zhang Shun quickly called her: "It's not impossible for you to change your skirt, but I have to specify it, just... this one." He said and pointed to the apron hanging behind the kitchen door.

"Perverb..." Jiang Xing whispered as she looked at the apron. She knew that the effect of wearing this "skirt" would be better than wearing nothing.

Zhang Shun nodded heavily: "I am very mentally and physically healthy, and I must be a pervert!"

Jiang Xing bit her lip and looked at Zhang Shun, hesitated for a few seconds, walked over to take off the enclosure and left the kitchen.

Zhang Shunxin hummed the melody of the song she had just heard with satisfaction, and slowly stirred the porridge. After a while, Jiang Xing walked in wearing the apron.

Half-covered, half-covered, the apron was faintly visible. It was not big, but when Jiang Xing stretched out her magnificent chest, it looked even smaller. Most of her fair long legs were exposed outside. When she walked around, the hem of the apron would be slightly lifted up. Although the skin on her body was a little red, Jiang Xing looked calm, as if she had always been wearing an apron when she was born.

Zhang Shun's nasal cavity was hot and he sucked his nose and confirmed that he had no nosebleeds. He still held a spoon in his right hand and stirred the porridge with his eyes, so he could no longer move his eyes away from Jiang Xing's body.

Jiang Xing was a little uncomfortable by Zhang Shun's eyes. She remembered the scene when the two of them first met and asked, "Was you imagining this scene when you first met me?"

"Absolutely." Zhang Shun nodded: "But it's not an apron, um... I've been hit for a long time and my shoulders are a little tight. Come and press it."

When Jiang Xing heard this, she walked behind Zhang Shun, put her slender fingers on his shoulders and pinched them a few times. She suddenly put her body on his back and put her mouth to his ear and said, "You are injured, so it's not appropriate to do intense exercise. After drinking porridge, go and have a good rest. I'll take a shower and sleep on the sofa tonight."

The back was separated from Jiang Xing's body by an apron, and you could feel anything clearly, but you heard such "unlimited" words in your ears. Zhang Shun's hand shook and a pot of porridge almost knocked over to the ground.

An hour later, he sat on the sofa in the living room, drinking a bowl of "purple rice, red dates, mung bean porridge" that was said to be very nutritious. Jiang Xing actually went to take a shower and has not come out yet.

It was not until after drinking the porridge that Jiang Xing's voice came from the bathroom: "Okay, it's up to you."

Zhang Shun threw down the bowl and rushed towards the bathroom. This time he was not disappointed. When he pushed open the door, he saw Jiang Xing standing in the fog. She was naked and had no intention of putting on her clothes.

"Didn't you talk about me?" Zhang Shun walked into the bathroom with a wicked smile and closed the door.

"Yes, but I didn't say I've finished washing..."

On the grounds of fear of wound infection, Jiang Xing refused to allow Zhang Shun to soak in a bathtub or take a bath, but only let him sit on an inverted bucket and rinse his body with a handful of wooden scoops. Her movements were very gentle, which made Zhang Shun feel very uncomfortable throughout the bath. Of course, the only thing that was uncomfortable was only a part of his body.

After taking a shower, Zhang Shun lay back on Jiang Xing's large bed with excellent quality. Jiang Xing covered him with a quilt and left. The lights in the bedroom were still dim, perfectly expressing Zhang Shun's mood at this time.

Fortunately, the night did not keep going. Not long after, Jiang Xing returned to the bedroom and wore a black underwear with a last name.

"Uh...isn't you not letting intense exercise?" Zhang Shun lay on the bed, his face full of a happy smile.

"Yes, so you are absolutely not allowed to move. If you dare to move, I will leave immediately..."

Hearing Jiang Xing repeating what he said in the Botanical Garden, Zhang Shun closed his eyes and carefully experienced his physical condition after being hit by Ansello's supernatural power. He had just experienced it, and it was too simple to remain motionless.

Warm fragrance, soft lips start from the root of the ears, and slowly kiss down...

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"You can't be a fox demon, are you?" Lying on the bed, Zhang Shun asked this. It was already four o'clock in the morning.

"Fox Demon? Are you scolding me for the vixen?" Jiang Xing lay beside him, with no sign of fatigue on her face.

"Vox spirit is not necessarily a swear word, I mean... you need a lot." Zhang Shun didn't know how to explain.

"Aren't you the same? You don't look like a wounded person at all." Jiang Xing snatched half of the cigarette from Zhang Shun's mouth and put it out in the ashtray.

"This injury is nothing. If you feel tired, why don't you let me move."

"No, you are too heavy and unsafe, and I like to take the initiative."

"Okay, then I'll enjoy it. By the way, it doesn't matter if you don't rest? You have to go to school tomorrow."

"You can sleep in the office. If Director Xiao is really not here, he can sleep more peacefully."
Chapter completed!