"Listen to my explanation, things are not what you think." Ling Jie said innocently.
"You perverted devil, what's the explanation? It's not what I thought, so what?" Bingtong's little face suddenly turned red and she said angrily.
"How did I become a perverted devil?" Ling Jie asked with a bitter smile, how did things become like this.
"Then tell me... you... why are you hiding my clothes!" Bingtong turned her head to the side and said angrily.
"Yes, why should I hide your clothes?" Ling Jie said.
"You! You asked about me!" Bingtong turned around angrily and kicked Ling Jie hard on the foot. Although it was not a life-threatening blow, it was still with all his strength. Although Ling Jie was skinny,
The flesh was rough and thick, but after being kicked like this, he took in a breath of pain, hugged his feet and screamed in pain.
When Bingtong looked at Ling Jie's look, she thought something had really happened to Ling Jie. The blow she just received was neither serious nor serious. She really couldn't say that something had happened to her because of the kick. The kick was also on the kneecap. If the kick was dislocated,
That's not good.
"Hey, are you okay?" Bingtong squatted down and asked Ling Jie who was holding his feet and rubbing them desperately.
"It hurts. It hurts..." Ling Jie shouted. Although he said there was no big problem with his feet, Ling Jie still wanted to pretend to scare this guy, otherwise he would do it again in the future.
"Ah... let me see if it's dislocated." Bingtong hurriedly stepped forward, dragged Ling Jie's foot and gently touched the position of the kneecap.
"Ah! It hurts..." Ling Jie pretended to have a painful expression on his face, and glanced at Bingtong who was squatting in front of him. Bingtong was only wearing a small vest, and now this posture made the two small ones on his chest
The white rabbits were also squeezed together desperately. What was even more annoying was that there was a vacuum inside, and Huan Bingtong still didn't know it until now.
Ling Jie was half-relying on the sofa, while Bingtong was squatting at Ling Jie's feet. From this angle, looking down from below, he could see the white bulge and the deep...
"This girl is developing well. Why didn't I feel it last time?" Ling Jie stood with his head high and looked at Bingtong's figure and thought to himself.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. If it weren't for you...how could I hit you?" Bingtong looked at Ling Jie and said with some resentment.
"My feet, my feet hurt so much. Why did you kick me so hard? I don't have any grudge against you." Ling Jie continued to say with a pained expression.
"Hey, as for that, I'm a woman!" Bingtong said, patting Ling Jie's leg.
"Ouch! You are a woman, but you are an ordinary woman. If an ordinary person were hit by you like this, his feet would be broken." Ling Jie grinned and said loudly. Although it would not cause internal injuries, the skin would still be quite painful.
, how can Bingtong be compared with ordinary women, let alone women, even if they bring in a man, they still can't beat Bingtong.
"Don't scream so loudly. The neighbors heard me and thought I was doing something!" Bingtong glared at Ling Jie and said.
"What can I do? My foot, oh, it hurts." Ling Jie said with a painful look on his face. His appearance was so lifelike that people who didn't know better thought it was real.
"Hey, are you just pretending? It hurts so much. Last time I saw you were shot, you didn't scream like this." Bingtong said angrily.
"Hey, the last time I was shot was when I was highly concentrated and excited, so I couldn't feel the pain, okay? Let me give you a try." After Ling Jie said that, he took off his trousers and put them on his chest.
A little below the knee, there was a purple-black blood clot, which looked a bit scary.
"Ah..." Bingtong saw the blood clot on Ling Jie's foot and thought it was Ling Jie faking it at first. She didn't expect it to be so serious. Women's minds are the strangest. Even psychologists can't completely predict women.
Bingtong suddenly felt sour in her heart when she saw the slightly swollen purple-black blood clot on Ling Jie's foot. She didn't know what it was like.
"It's over, it's over, I can't walk now." Ling Jie said it was certainly not that serious. This minor injury was not a big deal to Ling Jie. He just needed to apply some bruises when he went back.
"I... let me rub it for you." Bingtong raised her head and said with gleaming eyes, looking extremely aggrieved.
"Okay, let's forget it. I know you want to take revenge on me again. I still want to live for two more years. Thank you for your kindness. I will go back first. I'll handle the gun issue myself. I won't bother you anymore.
." After Ling Jie finished speaking, he stood up and left.
"Hey..." Bingtong was about to shout out, but there was something stuck in her throat, so she took it back and watched Ling Jie limping towards the door.
"Sigh~ There is no reward for being a good person. You saved someone else's life, now okay? You can't repay the favor and you are beaten by others. There is no reward for being a good person~" Ling Jie shook his head and sighed as he walked.
When Ling Jie was about to open the door, he turned his head and glanced out of the corner of his eye, only to see Bingtong's eyes were wet and full of tears.
Ling Jie was stunned, why are you crying? It was me who was beaten.
Seeing Ling Jie glance at her, Bingtong couldn't help it anymore, and her tears fell down unsatisfactorily.
"Ahem, why are there so many snot in my nose today?" Ling Jie sniffed a few times, then slowly walked back to the living room, took out a few tissues on the coffee table, pretended to wipe his nose a few times, and then sniffed again.
Two pieces were thrust into Bingtong's hands.
"Yi? Why did this paper escape?" Ling Jie said looking at the paper in Bingtong's hand.
Bingtong picked up the fingers in her hand and wiped away the tears on her cheeks, then grabbed Ling Jie next to her, pushed Ling Jie down on the sofa, then squatted on the ground and picked up Ling Jie's feet.
, picked up Ling Jie's trousers, stretched out his little hand and gently rubbed around the blood clot.
Although Bingtong was not a weak girl and had never suffered any injuries, when she saw the injury on Ling Jie's feet, her tears fell uncontrollably and landed on Ling Jie's feet.
"Oh, how can I trouble you? I brought this all on myself." Ling Jie was pushed down on the sofa by Bingtong and said.
"You still said! If you don't take my... stuff, I will kick you." Bingtong glared at Ling Jie and said.
"Listen to my explanation." As soon as this matter was mentioned, Ling Jie felt that he was extremely unjust, even more unjust than Dou E.
"Explain, explain what, you have taken advantage of me, and you want to take advantage of me." Bingtong snorted coldly.
"When did I take advantage of you?" Ling Jie said quickly, forgetting that night in the Golden Triangle. Although Bingtong took the initiative that night, she was still a girl. No matter how willing she was, she would still suffer.
of.
"You..." Bingtong was so angry at Ling Jie that she had nothing to say, so she just kept silent and held Ling Jie's feet and rubbed them slowly.
"Forget it, stop rubbing it. It's useless for you to rub it, and it's not comfortable at all." Ling Jie looked at the time and didn't have time to continue with Bingtong. Jiang Ruoli, who was not going back home, wanted to
Anxious.
She originally thought that Bingtong would stop and let Lingjie get up and go home, but she didn't know that Bingtong said something that shocked Lingjie: "What should I do to make you feel comfortable?"
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With a "匡" sound, the door closed, and Bingtong's heart was broken.
He sat on the ground and cried loudly.
Ling Jie was helpless when he said such shocking words. If he didn't say it more harshly, I'm afraid Bingtong would continue to make trouble. Ling Jie was very irritable now. He never thought that a little piece of clothing could make such a fuss.
Lots of trouble coming.
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I'm so tired, so tired, after walking around all afternoon.
It will be put on the shelf soon, the driver is saving the manuscript, sorry, sorry, hehe.