At Zhang Xueer's home, Ling Xiao was pricked by the last needle. He was so sleepy and physically exhausted that he staggered a little and became a little unsteady on his feet.
Zhang Xueer hurriedly hugged him from behind.
With her breasts pressed against her back, Ling Xiao felt that Zhang Xueer's newly mature breasts were half soft and half hard, with amazing elasticity. He had touched Yu Qingmei's breasts and He Yuee's breasts, but their breasts were not comparable to Zhang Xueer's.
Compared with the other's, the elasticity is much lower. However, each has its own taste. Yu Qingmei's breasts are moderate in size, round and firm, while He Yue'e's breasts are plump and domineering, with an amazing size...
What are you thinking about?
"Brother Ling Xiao, are you okay?" In fact, Zhang Xueer had seen Ling Xiao's signs of collapse after acupuncture several times, but every time she was very nervous and had to help Ling Xiao.
The Yin Yang Ring suddenly released a stream of warmth, and Ling Xiao's fatigue disappeared. Although it took time to recover his internal strength, his mental and physical strength quickly recovered.
However, do you want to leave Zhang Xueer's warm and plump embrace so soon? Ling Xiao was a little reluctant to leave. He pretended to be still very weak and said feebly: "I'm still a little dizzy and can't stand steady... I'll just take a rest and it'll be fine."
"I'll help you sit on the chair." Zhang Xueer put her hands around Ling Xiao's waist and was about to drag Ling Xiao to the chair next to her to sit and rest.
"Don't move..." Those tender breasts rubbed against his back, making Ling Xiao feel so comfortable.
Zhang Xueer hugged Ling Xiao and did not dare to move. She used her bulging chest to support Ling Xiao's back. She was actually quite nervous. This was the first time in her life that she held a man so intimately. Ling
The masculine aura coming from Xiao's body made her little heart beat wildly, and her face had already turned red.
Being held and held like this, the young couple looked like a passionate couple posing in a drama.
However, the heroine Zhang Xueer's mother, Lu Jiaorong, was still lying naked on the bed, with her snow-white buttocks, smooth and delicate back and slender and soft waist all exposed in front of Ling Xiao without any cover-up.
This scene, not to mention how fragrant and exciting it is.
"I'm much better, um...thank you." No matter how thick-skinned Ling Xiao is, he can't rely on Zhang Xueer's arms.
Zhang Xueer let go of Ling Xiao. The moment Ling Xiao left her arms, a feeling of emptiness and loss suddenly filled her heart.
Ling Xiao took out the silver needles one by one from Lu Jiaorong's body.
When taking out a silver needle from his ankle, he couldn't control his eyes and secretly glanced at the place where Lu Jiaorong's big white buttocks and thighs met. A dark landscape suddenly came into his sight. Lu Jiaorong
A small piece of Rong's peach blossom garden was exposed from the gap between her big white buttocks, about one-third of it, but it was the most important part. The delicate jade mound was covered with long black grass, and it was extremely dense.
In the middle of the grass, a closed gap faintly appeared, exuding a mature and sultry atmosphere.
The charm remains!
Ling Xiao couldn't help but imagine, would Zhang Xueer have a lot of hair down there like her mother?
"Doctor Ling...ahem...I feel much better, thank you." Lu Jiaorong suddenly spoke.
Ling Xiao was startled by her, and hurriedly looked away from her peeping eyes, and said in a panic: "Auntie, you're welcome."
"You saved my life. Xue'er can go to college. These are all given by you. Your kindness is heavier than a mountain. I don't know how to repay you. How can a thank you be enough?"
Lu Jiaorong is very polite and polite, and her gratitude is genuine and not false at all.
This feeling can only be experienced by those who have already stepped into the gate of hell with one foot, and saw that they were about to enter, but were dragged back alive.
Ling Xiao was a little embarrassed by her praise, and he said: "Auntie, your recovery is very good. After today you can slowly exercise your hands and feet and try to move them. In addition, keep taking the serious illness I gave you
Pill, this way, I believe you will be able to fully recover soon."
"Really? That's great, that's great... Wow..." Lu Jiaorong cried with joy.
"Mom, you are serious, this is a good thing, why are you crying?" Zhang Xueer's emotions were also affected, and tears flowed out.
"Daughter, study hard in college and learn your skills so that you can repay Dr. Ling in the future, you know?" Lu Jiaorong said with choked sobs.
"Well...I will do it, mom, don't worry." Zhang Xueer shed tears and nodded, but she didn't dare to look at him... A girl who cries with a big face is not a beautiful girl!
Mother, daughter, sincere emotions, and real big white buttocks, these elements are woven together to form an absurd picture. Ling Xiao can no longer find the role of the miracle doctor that should belong to him in the secondary painting.
Already.
"Xueer, are you done?" The voice of Zhang Xueer's father, Zhang Dingcheng, came from outside the house, "If you're done, ask Dr. Ling to come out for dinner. The chicken is stewed."
Zhang Dingcheng refused to enter the house because Lu Jiaorong was naked.
This is also a very absurd thing. Ling Xiao can enjoy Lu Jiaorong's big white butt freely, but it is inconvenient for him as a husband. Sickness does not avoid medical treatment. For this reason, Ling Xiao, as a doctor, can enjoy a lot of beauty.
.
After a while, Zhang Xueer and Ling Xiao walked out of the room. On the hospital bed, Lu Jiaorong, covered with a blanket, slowly raised her hand, put it down, and raised her hand. It was already a miracle that she could do this. And
Ling Xiao is the creator of this miracle.
The meal was very harmonious, and Ling Xiao and Zhang Dingcheng drank a lot of wine.
Zhang Dingcheng talked a lot with Ling Xiao, about Lu Jiaorong's condition, Zhang Xueer's going to college, and other topics that were not nutritious. When men drink together, they talk a lot.
"Doctor Ling, you and our Xue'er are classmates, but our Xue'er still has to study for four years before she can start working, but you are already a well-known miracle doctor. You are much more promising than our Xue'er.
"With the help of wine, Zhang Dingcheng said.
"Uncle, don't call me Doctor Ling. You are the elder and I am the junior. You can just call me Xiaozi." Ling Xiao said politely.
"Look, what a humble young man... Haha, I like it, I like it!" Zhang Dingcheng laughed.
Had a few more drinks.
"Xiaozi, you haven't... found a partner yet?" The effect of alcohol is very powerful, and Zhang Dingcheng's tongue is a little inflexible.
"No, uncle, I'm only eighteen years old. I'm not old enough to find a partner yet." Ling Xiao said modestly.
Zhang Dingcheng shook his head, "Nonsense! Can't you find a partner at the age of eighteen? No... You have to find someone, you have to find someone... If you are not suitable, Uncle Zhang, I will tell you about my Xue'er today...
…how…how is it?”
Ling Xiao, "..."
"Dad!" Zhang Xueer was so ashamed that she said coquettishly: "Dad, please drink less and keep talking while drinking!"
"What wine talk? Wine, can wine talk?"
"Dad...hum!"
"Ling Xiao is a miracle doctor... a miracle doctor! If you marry Ling Xiao, you will not have to worry about food and clothing in your life, right... Xiaozi?" Zhang Dingcheng looked straight at Ling Xiao, his eyes filled with tears.
Bloodshot, "Xiaozi, tell me, is my Xueer worthy of you?"
This is a question that requires a yes or no answer.
However, how could any father ask such a question so abruptly? Ling Xiao didn't know how to answer his question. However, he liked Zhang Xueer very much in his heart. Zhang Xueer was beautiful, cute, and had a good personality.
It was as gentle as a pool of honey. However, he just couldn't say it because it was too embarrassing.
Zhang Xueer also stared at Ling Xiao from the corner of her eyes, waiting for his answer.
"Huh..." Zhang Dingcheng suddenly lay down on the dining table and fell asleep in the blink of an eye.
Ling Xiao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Your dad is drunk. Do you want me to give him a small illness pill to sober up?"
"No, let him have a nap. He is too tired during this period. The pressure from his mother almost made him collapse. Just let him have a good nap." Zhang Xueer said in a low voice. She lowered her head and did not wait for Ling.
Xiao's answer made her feel very disappointed.
"I'm full too, I'm going back." Ling Xiao said.
"Are you leaving so soon?" The reluctance to leave was evident on her face, and Zhang Xueer felt even more lost in her heart.
"Well, I still have something to do." Ling Xiao said.
"Then I'll give it to you." Zhang Xueer said.
"No, no, I can just go back by myself." Ling Xiao said.
"Brother Ling Xiao, why are you being polite to me?" Zhang Xueer looked at Ling Xiao aggrievedly, silent for a moment, and her voice suddenly became low and whispery, "That time, that time, what I told you
,I am serious..."
"What did you say?" Ling Xiao didn't hear the last part of the sentence clearly.
"Nothing, let's go." Zhang Xueer pushed Ling Xiao, but said in her heart: "What an idiot! My intentions are so obvious, can't you even see it?"
The afternoon sun shines on the fields, and the fields are green and lovely. Autumn is coming, and before the corns are ripe, Zhang Xueer will leave this mountain and go to Kyoto to attend university.
Every time she thought about the day to report to school that was getting closer and closer, Zhang Xueer felt panicked in her heart.
In the past, she looked forward to that day every day. She dreamed of attending classes at Kyoto University, sketching her future and her life in that place that students all over the country longed for. But now, she hopes that that day will not come so soon. As for
She knew the reason, but she couldn't tell her.
Walk forward silently.
The mountain road is winding and densely forested, and the mountain road under the shade of trees is silent and deserted.
Ling Xiao looked back at Zhang Xueer's home. He could no longer see the blue-tiled house. He said, "Sister Xueer, you have sent me far enough. Go back."
Zhang Xueer stopped but did not go back. She said in a low voice: "Brother Ling Xiao, I am going to college."
Ling Xiao smiled and said: "This is a good thing. I have always dreamed of going to college, but unfortunately I didn't get into it. You got into it. To be honest, I am very envious. The day you leave, remember to tell me that I
I’ll give it to you. Well, the gift is certain. Tell me, what do you want? Do you want a laptop? I’ll buy one for you!”
Ling Xiao is really generous.
Zhang Xueer really wanted a laptop of her own, even one with a very low configuration, but she didn't care about that at the moment. She looked at Ling Xiao silently, pursing her lips for a long time before saying: "I
You don’t need to pay for the gift you want.”
"You don't need money to buy it?" Ling Xiao was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Don't you want to bring a handful of soil from your hometown to Kyoto University? You are so special and artistic. You must be a novelist in the future.
,Ha ha."
"You are a literary person." Zhang Xueer said, "Write your name."