When it got dark, Ling Xiao and Wen Tingting finally arrived at the supply station.
Ling Xiao was dumbfounded when he saw the so-called supply station. It was just a shabby wooden shed with a bark-covered roof full of holes. It was also made of bamboo fences and mud because of its age.
, there were also big and small holes on it, and it was very rotten. There was no one around, but there were a lot of empty mineral water bottles and instant noodle boxes thrown on the ground.
"Is this a supply station? The garbage station is more or less the same." Ling Xiao said gloomily.
Wen Tingting smiled bitterly, "There should be people and supplies, but I don't know why this is the case."
"Could it be that the experts and professors don't welcome us? They didn't even send a receptionist."
"How could it be? In the face of a disaster, if someone comes to support or help, who can't welcome it? Maybe, I think, this is because the people in the headquarters are very busy." Wen Tingting said.
Ling Xiao waved his hand, "Forget it, let's make do here tonight. I'll make some hay to make a bed for the floor."
"I have an outdoor tent." Wen Tingting said.
"Your tent is too small and can only sleep one person. I can't sleep with you?" Ling Xiao said.
Ling Xiao didn't mean to make a joke, but Wen Tingting heard it and was embarrassed. Her face was red and she didn't dare to look at Ling Xiao's eyes. She couldn't help but think about Ling Xiao lying between her legs.
When she was sucking snake venom, a damp breath spread uncontrollably around the base of her legs, making them slightly moist.
Ling Xiao didn't notice this, he left the supply station to find hay.
Wen Tingting also put away her charming thoughts and started to set up the tent.
In more than ten minutes, Ling Xiao returned to the supply station with a large bundle of hay, and Wen Tingting also set up her tent.
Ling Xiao and Wen Tingting each ate some high-calorie snacks such as beef jerky and chocolate, and then went to sleep. Ling Xiao slept on the floor made of hay, and Wen Tingting got into her outdoor tent to sleep.
Ling Xiao was lying on the hay bed. He didn't need to look up. When he opened his eyes, he could see the night sky above his head. There were no stars or moon in the night sky tonight, and it was pitch black. There were thick clouds on the sky. Ling Xiao was worried that it would rain tonight.
.In that case, this dilapidated thatched house would not be able to shelter from wind and rain.
"Hmm... um... annoying..." Wen Tingting's voice came from the tent. It was very low, but it still sounded very clear.
Ling Xiao was stunned for a moment, and thought to himself: "Is she talking in her sleep? But, it's impossible for her to fall asleep so quickly? If not, who is she talking about to hate? Me?"
He was really bored and guessing what girls were thinking.
"Hmm...can you stop itching...I hate it, hate it...you're so annoying!" Wen Tingting's voice was a little louder, and her tone was full of annoyance.
Ling Xiao tentatively said: "Sister Wen, are you asleep?"
Wen Tingting's voice came from the tent, "I'm not... not asleep."
"You said it was itchy, so what's going on?" Ling Xiao asked with concern.
"It's okay, it's okay, just leave me alone and go to sleep." Wen Tingting said.
Ling Xiao was too embarrassed to ask. He stared at the clouds in the sky in a daze. Wen Tingting didn't make any more strange noises, and the thatched cottage suddenly became quiet.
After more than ten minutes, a bright light suddenly appeared in the tent, and Ling Xiao's eyes were immediately attracted to it.
Under the influence of the light, he saw Wen Tingting sitting in the tent, holding a strong flashlight in one hand and scratching something between her legs with the other. He was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what Wen Tingting was doing.
Wen Tingting's movements looked like she was masturbating, but that was not the case. It was because her wound was itching and she couldn't help but scratch it.
Wen Tingting thought she was hiding in the tent, and Ling Xiao couldn't see what she was doing because of the tent, but she ignored the effect of the light. Under the strong light, her shadow and her movements were clearly visible.
Entering Ling Xiao's line of sight, he could see everything at a glance.
Ling Xiao's mind couldn't help but picture Wen Tingting's private parts, the extremely dense wild grass, the extremely fresh and plump peach hills, and the very special fragrance and sweet and sour taste. At that time, he
His tongue swished over her peach mounds, and his lips followed the young teeth, sucking hard, making it engorged with blood, making it tremble, and it felt so good!
Thinking back to this, Ling Xiao's little Ling Xiao suddenly stood up, stiff and stiff.
He was so depressed. How could she scratch her part in front of him? Isn't this obviously irritating?
"Hmm... I hate it... I hate it... It's so itchy... Please don't itch anymore..." Wen Tingting's voice was as light as a mosquito, but it was still caught by Ling Xiao's ears.
Ling Xiao's lower body also felt very itchy, and he wanted to reach out to his area and scratch it a few times.
Looking helplessly at Wen Tingting scratching her underside in the tent, Ling Xiao finally came to her senses after a while and said, "Sister Wen, is the wound itching?"
The lights in the tent suddenly went out.
Ling Xiao thought she was a little childish. Did she think he wouldn't know what she had just done? He held back his smile and said, "Sister Wen, there are bacteria in your nails. If you scratch the wound, it will become infected. You women's
That area is most susceptible to bacterial infection, and if it develops into gynecological diseases, it will be troublesome."
The little miracle doctor was trying his best to explain, but the secretary denied it, "No, I didn't scratch it."
"I've seen it all." Ling Xiao said.
"Ah?" Wen Tingting's voice suddenly rose an octave, "You...you peeked at me!"
"No way, you were using the flashlight just now. I could see what you were doing in the tent from outside." Ling Xiao said.
In the tent, Wen Tingting immediately buried her entire face in the sleeping cover, feeling ashamed and embarrassed.
"Sister Wen, let me take a look at your wound. If there are signs of inflammation, I need to treat it for you." Ling Xiao said.
"I...I don't want it." Wen Tingting hurriedly refused. She couldn't imagine Ling Xiao shining a bright flashlight on her private parts and checking her wounds. She was so embarrassed just thinking about it!
"Sister Wen, why don't you avoid medical treatment when you are sick? Your concept is incorrect."
Wen Tingting, "..."
"You think, if the snake venom has not been removed, and now the symptoms are showing and you don't check me, it will only do you harm but no good, and it may even be life-threatening." Ling Xiao persuaded her earnestly,
After coming over for a while, Wen Tingting didn't say anything and said again: "Sister Wen, if you don't say anything, I'll take it as your acquiescence and let me come in?"
Wen Tingting still didn't say anything, she really acquiesced.
Ling Xiao climbed up from the hay bed, opened the curtain of the tent, and got in.
The tent was fragrant, but also dark. Ling Xiao couldn't see what kind of expression Wen Tingting looked on. Although it was for the purpose of treating illnesses and saving people, the thought of being able to appreciate Wen Tingting's private parts and even
He could touch two handfuls or something, and he couldn't help but feel secretly excited and itchy. The little Lingxiao lurking between his legs became harder and hotter, and became more sensitive.
There was a soft sound, and Wen Tingting turned on the strong flashlight.
Under the bright beam, she sat in the innermost part of the tent with her legs bent, her legs slightly spread apart, and a small wrinkled panty hanging on the ankle of her left leg. Her breasts were slender and round, and her skin was as clear as snow.
, a dark forest between the legs can hardly hide the fair and tender white jade hills, the precious clams are slightly separated, revealing the tender and unparalleled mussel meat, and the water is sparkling, just like the morning dew on the rose petals in the morning.
Wen Tingting closed her eyes shyly, and the hand holding the flashlight was trembling slightly. She was very nervous, shy, and embarrassed. How could her mood not be complicated? It was better last time. She was in a good mood.
In a coma, she didn't know many details, but now she was awake, and Ling Xiao was coming to inspect her private parts again. How could she not be nervous and shy?
"You... hurry up..." Wen Tingting's voice was also full of trembling.
"Yes." Ling Xiao took a deep breath to calm down his excitement, then lay between Wen Tingting's legs and carefully inspected her wounds.
Wen Tingting's precious clams have a total of four tooth holes. After the last poison-sucking treatment, they should have scarred, but no, they are still bright red, and there is redness and swelling around the wound. This is obviously
It is a symptom of itching.
Ling Xiao reached out and pressed one of the wounds, and asked in a doctor's tone: "Does it hurt?"
Wen Tingting shook her head in shame and said vaguely: "No...it hurts, it just itch a lot."
"Your wound has been infected by a virus and is inflamed. I'll mix some ointment for you with Xiaoyiwan and then apply it on the wound. Can you stop scratching it?" Ling Xiao said.
"Well..." Wen Tingting responded obediently. Ling Xiao's attentiveness and Ling Xiao's gentleness made her feel warm and comfortable. Although she was still shy, she felt much better.
Ling Xiao quickly diluted the two small disease pills with mineral water. He mixed the two small disease pills into a paste, then dipped some in his fingers and gently applied it on Wen Tingting's wound. He applied it very carefully.
Carefully, very carefully, his movements were very gentle, and his expression was very focused, as if he was afraid that if he applied a little force, the white and tender meat would be pierced by his fingers.
Wen Tingting endured it extremely hard. Ling Xiao applied ointment to the sensitive area with her fingers. It was a very formal thing in name, but what difference did it make if she touched and ground it? Her vagina was stimulated by Ling Xiao,
It became more and more vigorous, and although she could hold back her silence, shameful juices secreted there and became wet.
"Oops, he must have seen my sexy body... What will he think of me? Will he think I am a lustful woman? God, how could I become so sensitive? I'm so good
I want him to fill my lusty body... Don't think about it... One sheep, two sheep, three sheep... If he sticks his finger into my body, I will give it to him!" Counting sheep doesn't work.
, Wen Tingting's mind was in chaos.
In the end, Ling Xiao didn't insert his fingers into Wen Tingting's body. Although he had such thoughts, he didn't do it. He touched a few times, and while curing the disease, he also got over his hand addiction, and he was satisfied.
.
"Okay, Sister Wen, it should be fine now. If it's still itchy, just tell me. You can't scratch it with your hands anyway. Remember?" Ling Xiao warned.
"Yeah." Wen Tingting responded. For some reason, she felt a sense of loss and emptiness in her heart.
"Then I'm going to go to bed. If you need anything, just call me." Ling Xiao ducked out with his waist bent.
At that moment, Wen Tingting stretched out her hand to grab him, but in the end she did not dare to do so. Her hand froze in the air for a moment, and then she retracted it. Treating a disease is one thing, but at least there is one that both parties can accept.
excuse, but if they sleep together, that's a different story.
Crack! Suddenly there was a thunderous sound.
The rain in summer comes as soon as it comes, and as soon as the thunder passes, big raindrops begin to fall. The thatched house has no shelter from the rain. It rains heavily outside, and it also rains heavily in the house. There are raindrops all over the house.
It hit the tent and made a loud sound.
As soon as Ling Xiao's head emerged from the tent, several large raindrops fell on his face, which was cold and cold. He froze in depression, and it was obvious that he could not sleep on his hay bed.
"You...just stay here, the place is spacious anyway." Wen Tingting finally found an excuse to keep someone.
"Not good?" Ling Xiao said awkwardly.
"It's okay. There are no outsiders here. If you don't tell me or I don't tell, no one will know." Wen Tingting said.
"Okay, I'll squeeze in." Ling Xiao lay next to Wen Tingting.
"Well, you're not allowed to do that kind of thing, okay?" Wen Tingting got into the sleeping bag.
"That kind of thing?"
"That kind of thing."
"That kind of thing?"
"..." Wen Tingting was cursing in her heart, "Fool, can't you tell anything when I entered the sleeping bag without any underwear? You are usually smarter than a monkey, but you are actually dumber than a pig!"
sleep!
I tossed and turned for a long time before falling asleep.
In the dream, Wen Tingting's legs were spread wide, and Ling Xiao was lying between her legs, playing with his tongue more beautifully than a dragon lantern, making a splash, a splash.
"I can't stand it anymore...I want..." Wen Tingting grabbed his hair anxiously, lifted it up, and pressed it down.
Get on your horse, head straight for Huanglong, ride the wind and waves, and sing triumphantly all the way.
Puff puff puff!
Puff puff puff!
Tomorrow morning, Ling Xiao must find a deserted place to change into a pair of clean underwear away from Wen Tingting. Among the items prepared by Wen Tingting, in addition to her own bra and underwear, she also specially gave them to Ling Xiao.
Xiao prepared a dozen new underwear. Did she have the foresight?