Why does Jing Jing think Tian Yu looks less and less like her son?
After Shui Tianyou finished speaking, he quietly returned to the room. He quietly looked at the potion in Leng Tianming's hand, and his eyes remained on Leng Yalin's body like a beggar.
Of course Leng Yalin quit. Such a good opportunity should be given to her brother. She has everything Anjing has, but nothing good to look at.
"Well, brother, I have something else to do. I'm going out for a while. I'll be back before dinner..." After saying that, he walked away in a hurry, without giving An Jing a chance to speak.
Jing Jing was helpless and kept her hopeful gaze on Ku Bao, "Son, you won't give up on your mother's right!?"
"Of course!" Kubao said righteously.
"Yeah! Not bad! I didn't support you in vain!" Jing Jing nodded in praise.
"But Mommy, I'm still so young, how can I help you with the potion? And if my future wife knows about it, she will definitely be angry, so I let an adult do it instead. You are all adults, so you shouldn't care about this.
Yes, right!? Daddy, then I'll leave this matter to you. I have some things to do online, so I'll go and do some work first..." Ku Baoluo said a lot, then turned around and smiled at Jing Jing,
"Mommy, goodbye!"
He quickened his pace and ran out very quickly. He closed the door with a bang and the room suddenly fell silent!
Ku Bao quickly returned to the room, covered his ears, curled up in a circle, and counted silently, "1, 2, 3..."
"Leng Tianyu!!!"
Kubao shuddered. Mommy's penetration was so powerful that he could hear it even if he covered his ears.
An Anjing was in the room, furious. It was really best to rely on the mountains and mountains, relying on his son, relying on his son, and relying on himself was the best!
Leng Tianming held the potion in his hand and leaned there with a playful smile on his face.
"What are you laughing at!?" Jing Jing rolled her eyes at him and asked.
"It's okay, I'll give you medicine!" He said and sat on the edge of the bed, about to lift the quilt.
"Wait a minute!" Jing Jing suddenly grabbed Leng Tianming's hand, and then quickly let go as if he had touched something, "I... I will do it by myself, without you!"
Leng Tianming raised his eyebrows coldly and looked at her, "Do you have to be so stubborn!?"
"This is called being principled!" Jing Jing corrected.
"What is your principle!? Don't let others see it? Don't let others touch it? Even if it means death!?" Leng Tianming asked aggressively.
Jing Jing was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a firm expression, "Yes!"
Leng Tianming's narrow eyes narrowed tightly, and the look he looked at her was no longer playful, but unexpectedly showed a hint of seriousness, "Are you sure!?"
"I'm sure!" Jing Jing nodded with a very sure expression.
"Okay, here you go!" Leng Tianming stopped arguing with her and gave her the potion directly.
Anjing reached out her hand and took it tremblingly. In fact, she was really unsure in her heart.
After she took the potion, it was difficult for her to turn over and sit up, while Leng Tianming stood, leaning to the side, watching An Jing's every move expressionlessly.
"Well..." Just as An Jing turned over, she pulled her back, causing her to cry out softly in pain.
Leng Tianming continued to watch...
Jing Jing's legs were paralyzed and she couldn't move. Now she fell again and was covered in bruises. It was really difficult to move.
"Ah -" Jing Jing's arm accidentally touched the bruise under her chest, and she cried out in pain.
Leng Tianming continued to look at her expressionlessly. This woman had too much temper and should be taught a lesson.
Jing Jing is also a hard-nosed person. Since she has rejected others, she will not ask for help. She simply lies there, stretches her arms in front, slowly unscrews the small bottle of medicine, pours it into the palm of her hand, and slowly
I slowly stood up and touched a little under my chest. It felt cool and very comfortable.
But it was a bit difficult next. Most of the bruises were on her back. She fell a little bit on the palm of her hand, but she couldn't reach the back, and the medicine also flowed down her arm.
She reached for it over and over again, a layer of sweat formed on her tired forehead, and her face turned red from holding it in. Finally, her arms became weak and hung down. Her face lay on the pillow, and she exhaled loudly...
Leng Tianming couldn't stand it any longer. He walked over, stretched out his slender hand and took the medicine bottle from An Jing's hand. An Jing was suddenly startled, "You..."
"Shut up!"
…
He was too strong and his quiet temperament was too low in front of her.
You might as well just shut up. Anyway, he has seen everything that needs to be seen. At worst, if you touch him again and see through it, it will really be nothing.
Quietly crawling there, a sentence suddenly came to mind, "Xiao Mingzi, give the medicine to the Ai family..."
Jing Jing stopped thinking like this. She closed her eyes and blurted out the words.
Leng Tianming had just put the potion on his palm, and when he heard her words, his face twitched.
Quietly falling out can mark a mark on the Venice record.
Leng Tianming's hand was big, very white, and very warm. When he put a little medicine on his hand and pressed it against An Jing's body, it felt cool and a little painful.
"Well..." An Jing's body couldn't help but tremble.
Leng Tianming's palm immediately regained some strength and became a little lighter. She looked at the back of An Jing's head and said in a magnetic voice, "Does it hurt?"
"Yeah!" Jing Jing nodded and hummed.
Leng Tianming's hand was much lighter, a hint of seriousness appeared on his handsome face, and a layer of deep melancholy between his brows.
Gradually, the pain became less painful, but a strange feeling rippled through my quiet heart...
This feeling is very strange...but also very familiar...
Leng Tianming's hand rubbed her back firmly. It was purely a massage-style application of medicine, but it was quiet but very comfortable. The pain was mixed with a hint of comfort, and he slowly closed it.
Eye……
Seeing that she didn't cry out in pain, Leng Tianming sat on the bed and applied the medicine on her back bit by bit.
Jing Jing was so comfortable being massaged by Leng Tianming that she almost fell asleep. But at this moment, Jing Jing suddenly opened her eyes because she felt someone taking off her pants.
"What are you doing!?" An Jing shouted in shock.
"Check!" A lukewarm voice came from the back door.
"No, I'm fine, no need to check!" Jing Jing said, twisting and turning over.
"Don't move, I'm just taking a look..." Leng Tianming's voice was low, a little hoarse, but sexy.
As expected, Jing Jing didn't move, her face turned red.
She lay there while Leng Tianming took off her pants bit by bit. When she saw a frog on Jing Jing's butt, her face twitched even more...
A woman who looks smart and capable is wearing cartoon underwear...
"Do you like the Frog Prince!?" Leng Tianming asked abruptly.
"What!?" Anjing lay there and turned her face sideways, not understanding what he meant.
Leng Tianming didn't answer. To be honest, he was also a normal man. If he said he didn't feel anything when taking off a woman's clothes, he was not normal. But when he saw the woman in front of him, whoever had more thoughts would be the one.
The beasts are hungry and don’t choose food.
There were scratches on her butt and thighs in several places, and a layer of skin was wiped off. Damn it, he should force her to take it off and check it out. Why did she fall from such a high staircase?
Maybe it’s okay!
His hands gently played with Jing Jing's thighs and inner parts...
brush!
An Jing's face turned red to the extreme, and her body tensed up, but she could only endure it forcefully, not speaking, and burying her head. It was so embarrassing and so embarrassing...
But damn, wherever his hands touched, her fair skin would turn red, and the most damning thing was, her body would actually react...
Leng Tianming carefully inspected the wounds on Jing Jing's body, and found that Jing Jing's body was strangely tense...
Could this girl be...? Haha...
The corner of Leng Tianming's mouth curled up into a smile, as if he was satisfied, as if he was happy...
Leng Tianming picked up the potion and gently rubbed Anjing's inner thigh, very lightly and softly... Suddenly a wave of heat rushed through Anjing's body...