Wang Bo immediately opened his eyes, and then saw Cheng Wenjin falling on the floor of the living room, struggling to get up, his brows furrowed, his expression sad, and he fell not lightly at first glance. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Sister-" Wang Bo was taken aback, the "hot blood" on his body receded like a tide, and he quickly turned over and got up to help Cheng Wenjin on the ground.

"Sister, does it matter, did you fall somewhere?" Wang Bo grabbed Cheng Wenjin's arm and pulled her up from the ground.

"It doesn't matter...... Ouch-" Just said "It doesn't matter", a rapid inhalation sound immediately sounded in Wang Bo's ears, the woman's left foot was raised, and she suddenly turned into a golden rooster and fell almost the weight of her whole body on him, "Probably...... I'm broken!" Cheng Wenjin whispered.

Wang Bo helped Cheng Wenjin to sit down on the sofa, sat down on the other party's side, picked up Cheng Wenjin's injured left foot, put it on his lap, and looked around, in addition to the crooked ankle was a little swollen, there was also a layer of skin on the knee, which was red, and Wang Bo's heart immediately pinched, and he was so distressed that he was going to die, more sad than his own injury.

"It's okay, Xiaobo! It's just that I broke my foot and broke my skin, it's not a big deal. You pull open the drawer of the coffee table, and there is a small medicine box inside, bring the small medicine box to me. I put Zhang Bundy on my knee, sprayed some alcohol and rubbed it, and it was fine. Cheng Wenjin saw Wang Bo's sad and apologetic look, and smiled and comforted. His eyes casually glanced between the other party's legs, where there was already a lot of turmoil, and he regained his composure, not as high as he had just now, and let himself fall down in a panic.

Thinking like this, Cheng Wenjin found that her heartbeat began to beat rapidly again, she took a deep breath, and thought with some chagrin that she shouldn't have listened to this little ghost's opinion and took off her socks - no, she shouldn't have stepped on the back of the little ghost tonight!

"Oh, okay. Wang Bo nodded, put Cheng Wenjin's feet on the sofa, stood up, and picked up two cushions to pillow behind each other, "But, sister, you better lie down and rest." I've got you covered. ”

Wang Bo opened the drawer of the coffee table, took out a transparent long box, and opened it, but saw that it looked like a treasure chest, what thermometer, band-aid, medical alcohol, gauze, cotton, tweezers, adhesive tape, as well as wind oil essence, Huoxiang Zhengqi water, all kinds of cold medicines, anti-inflammatory drugs and other medicines, it is almost possible to open a small clinic to treat people and see a doctor. Liang Jingquan's wife was able to marry Cheng Wenjin, it was really the ancestral tomb that was smoking, and the trees behind his hometown were crooked.

"It's okay, Xiaobo, I'll do it myself. Cheng Wenjin propped himself up from the cushion and propped up his body, really worried that Wang Bo had not done these jobs and was careless.

"Sit down, sister, look at me. Wang Bo pressed the woman's shoulder, blinked, and gently let the other party lie on the cushion again.

In the following time, Wang Bo first sprayed alcohol several times on the joint of Cheng Wenjin's left foot to cool down. Then I sprayed some alcohol on my knee, wiped the blood around the wound with a medical cotton, and waited until the alcohol had evaporated before gently putting a band-aid on it. In the end, Wang Bo took Cheng Wenjin's white delicate little feet in his hand again, sprayed alcohol twice, and then gently tapped the skin around his ankle with his index finger, asking Cheng Wenjin how he felt while pointing.

"It's okay, sister, it shouldn't hurt the bones, it's just a soft tissue sprain. After examining Cheng Wenjin's injury, Wang Bo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Cheng Wenjin was worried about Wang Bo's hairy hands at first, but later saw that this little ghost's movements were careful and gentle, and he looked like a veteran, not at all like an inexperienced junior brother, and suddenly became curious: "Xiaobo, have you done this for someone before? ”

"Helped twice. Once my sister broke her foot, and once my classmate broke her foot. Wang Bo told the truth, and the scene of helping Zhang Jing and Zeng Siqi heal couldn't help but come to mind.

"Classmate, hehe, female classmate, right?" Cheng Wenjin pursed his lips and smiled, jokingly.

"Uh...... That one...... It was a female classmate, playing table tennis together, fell and broke his foot. Nine out of ten boys stink, and if I was a boy, I wouldn't be a doctor and would have been sent directly to the infirmary or clinic. Wang Bo touched the back of his head, a little embarrassed, but quickly became upright.

"Giggle...... You're pretty honest!" Cheng Wenjin suddenly laughed, some flowers trembled, and the left foot on Wang Bo's thigh was raised, and he accidentally hit his arm.

"Ouch-" The smile on Cheng Wenjin's face stopped abruptly, and he was attacked by a sharp pain that pierced his heart, and his graceful and noble little face instantly became a little distorted.

"I'm sorry, sister, did you touch your ankle?" Wang Bo hurriedly grabbed Cheng Wenjin's left foot in his hand and checked it carefully.

The pain came and went quickly, Cheng Wenjin exhaled heavily, glared at Wang Bo, and said coquettishly: "Don't tell jokes, I'm out of breath when I laugh!"

At this time, Cheng Wenjin's expression on his face should be delicate and disgusting, and he was not at all dignified and elegant. She was half-lying on a cushion, her right leg bent at an acute angle of 30 degrees, her left leg was as straight as a pencil magnified countless times, her legs were graceful and slender, and the skin on them was smooth and delicate, and there was no blemish. Because of wearing shorts, most of the entire thigh is exposed to the air. Wang Bo's gaze slid along the straight curve, over the beautifully shaped knees, over a stretch of lotus-like skin, and then to the junction of the trouser leg and thigh. A small gap opened and closed. Wang Bo's gaze almost instinctively drilled into the gap, probing inward, and a small touch of white flashed away at the root of his thigh.

Boom -

Wang Bo felt that something in his head had exploded in an instant, and it formed a white patch for a while.

"Sister, let me help you pinch your feet, there is ...... Aids in blood circulation. Wang Bo secretly swallowed his saliva, took a deep breath, and felt as if his heart was equipped with an engine, frantically diastolic and contracting, contracting and relaxing, pumping the blood in his chest towards his limbs and bones.

Wang Bo lowered his head, put Cheng Wenjin's left heel on his thigh, and cautiously, sometimes lightly and sometimes heavily, he was ** in Cheng Wenjin's other places except for his ankle.

"Don't, Bo, leave it alone, it'll be ...... in a while It's good on its own. Cheng Wenjin was embarrassed to let Wang Bo pinch his feet, and as soon as he used his strength, he wanted to retract his feet.

"Don't move-" Wang Bo dragged Cheng Wenjin's forefoot hard, not letting him pull it away, and then slowed down his tone and said with a smile, "Sister, you are a work injury, and I should be asked to help you heal." Lie down on the cushions and get some rest. I promise not to pinch you. ”

After finishing speaking, Wang Bo lowered his head again and continued to pinch the five neatly arranged, beautifully shaped, meticulously trimmed nails, and delicate as matryoshka dolls. I pinched my toes, and then pinched the instep, center and heel of the other person. In the process of "playing" with the jade/foot in his hand, Wang Bo sighed in his heart:

In addition to appearance and figure, hands, ears, feet, all of them are beautiful, all of them are beautiful, and all of them are beautiful women!

Hiding and hiding, refusing and refusing, Cheng Wenjin had no choice but to let Wang Bo pinch his feet, and couldn't help but think hatefully:

In the end, my stumbling foot is because of your little ghost's thoughts. Since you little devil want to make up for it, don't dislike my feet for being "dirty", and if you want to pinch it, then you can pinch it.

Thinking like this, Cheng Wenjin suddenly hooked the corners of his mouth, closed his eyes, and began to enjoy Wang Bo's pinching of feet with peace of mind.

Wang Bo was careful, like a technician in a foot washing shop, gently pinching Cheng Wenjin's feet. He sometimes kneaded, sometimes pinched, sometimes pressed, sometimes rubbed, a variety of massage techniques back and forth, careful service, careful care, like playing with a beloved and rare toy.

During the massage, Wang Bo sprayed alcohol on his injured ankle from time to time, and occasionally looked at Cheng Wenjin lying on the sofa. The other person's expression was sometimes relaxed, sometimes tightened, and changed with the strength and technique of his massage, but basically it was more comfortable than nervous. When Wang Bo saw it, a tenderness emerged from his heart, and he felt that his work was not in vain.

After massaging his feet for about a quarter of an hour, Wang Bo began to expand the object of massage to Cheng Wenjin's slender, shaped calves.

When his palm pinched the smooth and delicate calf muscles on Cheng Wenjin's calf, Wang Bo felt Cheng Wenjin's calf muscles tighten significantly, and his calf began to retract.

"Sister, you relax, don't be nervous! I'll give you a massage, invigorate blood and dispel blood stasis, it will only be good for your injury, not bad. After finishing speaking, Wang Bo felt the warmth in his palm slowly relax, and the tightness and strength in it were removed, leaving only the soft/smooth hands and soft. He glanced up at the woman in front of him, her eyes were still closed, her black brows were slightly frowned, and her lips were tightly pursed. The expression on his face was a little hesitant and a little nervous, but in the end he didn't say anything. (To be continued.) )