Jing Jiaren didn't want to enter, so he grabbed her and let her go in without escaping conditions.

Standing in front of the toilet, Master Ximen stood coldly: "Take off your pants." ”

Damn, just now she thought that he had just recovered from a serious illness, had no strength, and couldn't take care of himself, so at his request, she helped him put on pants with her own hands.

But now it seems that he has clearly regained his energy, and he doesn't need her to take care of him.

Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows coldly: "Take off your pants." ”

Stupid woman, this is the punishment for not caring about his condition!

Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip: "You have your own hands and feet, won't you take them off?" ”

"I want you to take it off."

"I don't take it off, do you never go to the toilet for the rest of your life?" Jing Jiaren laughed at him sarcastically. It's not her physical needs, it's not her anyway, it's not her, he wants to fight him, then she can compare to see how long he can stalemate.

Ximen Longting's face darkened: "It's okay, you can help me change it if I pee on my pants." ”

"What if I don't?!" Anyway, it wasn't her who was wearing wet pants.

I didn't expect this man to threaten her with such childish words!

Simon Longting smiled and continued to threaten: "That's right, then pee on you." ”

As he spoke, he grabbed her in front of him with a big hand.

Jing Jiaren was really afraid of him: "I'll help you take it off!" ”

“……”

"Don't mess around, I'll help you take it off." Gritting his teeth, he pulled down hard and pulled his trouser chain open.

Ximen Longting pursed his lips wickedly: "Take it out." ”

"You-don't get too pushy."

"Really?"

Jing Jiaren tried her best to endure it, closed her eyes, and took him out. Simon Longting turned in a different direction and faced the toilet......

After it was over, Jing Jiaren took wet wipes to help him wipe it clean and pull up his pants under his order, and then rushed to the sink to wash his hands!

Ximen Longting casually hung the medicine bottle on the shelf and stretched out his hand: "Now, let's practice wiping your hands." ”

Jing Jiaren was not angry, and took a wet towel to help wipe his hands.

"Didn't wipe it clean."

"Your hands haven't touched anything dirty!" Jing Jiaren glared at him.

Simon Longting asked interestingly, "Is that dirty?" ”

"It's dirty, there's nothing dirtier on Shijie!" Jing Jiaren scolded, "Are you enough, since you can take care of yourself, weishenme has to be difficult for me." ”

"Practice."

“？”

"If I get sick next time, it's even more serious......" his big hand ****ed her hair, "and you can take care of me with ease." ”

What kind of logic is this.

Jing Jiaren scolded: "Nerves, if you are sick, you must have senior nursing care." ”

"Do I have to take care of you?"

Jing Jiaren didn't bother to argue with him: "Don't worry, you are so healthy now, you will be at least seventy or eighty years old when you are seriously ill." At that time, she was long gone with him.

Simon Longting seemed to see through her thoughts, and said leisurely: "At that time, I needed your care even more. ”

Jing Jiaren was stunned, he meant that they would still be together when they were seventy or eighty?

Does that mean she's going to be poisoned by him for decades? Don't! Being angry with him like this every day, she will definitely have a short life.

Simon Longting put his arm on her shoulder: "Help me back to the bed." ”

……

Next, what did this bastard say that in order for her to be able to adapt to the old age in the future, she practiced her ability to take care of him in advance, not only asked her to serve tea and medicine, asked her to massage and knead his paralyzed limbs, but also fed him!