Xiang Qinglan brought a towel, even though she was in wet clothes, she couldn't take care of it. She gently wiped his body, her fingertips were cold between her tentacles, her hands were very light, and quickly, he
All the rainwater on the upper body was wiped clean, and then his hair. Maybe it was because of the rain, and there was not much strange smell. She stood behind him and wiped all the hair dry for him, which was light orange.
The lights fell, and rays of light seemed to surround them. She gently shook her eyelashes, and she felt that the man's hair color was not pure black, but a light brown, even with some gold.
She shook her head, maybe it was because of the light system of the light.
She stood up and looked at the man's pants with some embarrassment. She was a divorced woman. It was not that she had never seen a man's body before, but this was a strange man.
"Cold... so cold..." The man moaned softly from time to time on his lips.
Xiang Qinglan sighed, put down the towel in her hand, and unbuttoned the man's pants. She closed her eyes and wiped the rain on the man's legs with the towel. She inevitably saw everything between his legs.
She quickly lowered her head and didn't think much about it. She just hoped that it could alleviate some of his pain.
It wasn't until she took care of him that she realized that she didn't have any clothes for him to wear, so she had to find a clean sheet and put it on him. The man's body was pressed tightly against the clean sheet, as if
She enjoyed the sudden warmth, and she even saw a satisfied smile on his face.
That's good. Xiang Qinglan helped him to the bed outside and lay down, covering him with a quilt. The man sighed slightly and closed his eyes tightly, but his brows had already begun to relax.
She shook her arm slightly, her shoulders were very sore. This man's body was not very thin, and he was very tall, so he was still very heavy for her. She turned to Qinglan
, she felt that half of her body had no strength left. She took out her clothes from the cabinet and walked into the bathroom. The hot water rushed over her body and she felt very comfortable. The warmth after the cold made her feel more comfortable.
Feel cherished.
Until she put on clean clothes and walked out, she sneezed inadvertently. She must have caught a cold. She took some cold medicine from the cabinet, found antipyretic medicine inside, and walked to
In front of the bed, I gave him a drink. Although he was unconscious, he seemed to be very cooperative. He raised his head, opened his eyes slightly, and looked at the white pill in a small hand, and shook it.
His head was aching, but he instinctively opened his mouth. Although this was painful, it allowed him to sleep well.
Seeing that he had eaten, Xiang Qinglan put down her hand. At this time, she should take care of herself. She took out the cold medicine and took some herself. She couldn't get sick because she still had to take care of him now.
If she gets sick too, they won't be able to live.
She continued to cover the man with the quilt, stretched out her hand and touched his forehead. She found that the heat had subsided, and then she walked to the computer with peace of mind.
A second-hand computer was also her only source of income. She removed everything in the divorce agreement and didn't even ask for the house because it was too dirty and she didn't want to live there.
She has hands and feet, can support herself, and does not need their charity,
Walking to the computer, she took out the information she had been keeping on her chest. Fortunately, it didn't get wet at all, and the handwriting was very clear. In the quiet room, the sound of typing on the keyboard could be heard from time to time. Apart from these, she just
There was only the sound of the man's breathing. From time to time, she would check the man's body temperature in the air until the fever completely subsided. She also found that it was already three o'clock in the morning, so late. She sighed, what time is it today?
It's too late.
Yawning, she folded everything up. There was only a bed in the room, and the man on it was a man. She didn't know where she was going to sleep.
She turned her head and patted her shoulder. She felt really sore, even her eyes were sore. She walked to the bed and looked at the bed, which was not that big, with difficulty. In the end, she just pulled up another quilt and slept.
After she came down, she was really too tired, but she still reached out and touched his forehead. Surprisingly, she didn't feel any danger towards him. She had a feeling that this man would not do anything to her if she picked him up.
What, absolutely not.
I'm tired, really tired.
She reached out and turned off the small desk lamp placed on the bedside. In the darkness, the faint sound of another person's breathing could be heard. There was an extra person in the room, which was more or less unaccustomed to her. However, she was really too tired to close her eyes.