Chapter 45: You Can't Dislike Me
The latest chapter of the Jinse
Xiao Ling Xiao Ling sniffed and stretched out his hand to wrap around Meng Tian's waist, and said pitifully: "As soon as I close my eyes, I will have nightmares!" There was blood all over the room, and the soldier who was driving the car kept staring at me! And the corpses that were scattered all over the place......"
Xiao Ling said and thought of the scene he saw during the day, and his body couldn't help but tremble, Meng Tian felt Xiao Ling's fear, let go of the hand around her waist and turned to support her slightly cool cheek, and looked at Xiao Ling apologetically: "I'm sorry girl, I didn't protect you well and let you bear such fear." โ
Xiao Ling also knew that all this was not what Meng Tian wanted, nor was it something he could control, so he wrinkled his nose and patted his hand away, and said with a look of disgust: "My hands are cold, my face has been made even colder by your hands!" โ
Xiao Ling said and reached out and gently rubbed his cheeks, as if doing so he could rub back the warmth that Meng Tian's palm had taken away, and this series of actions also happened to divert Meng Tian's attention and ease his self-blame.
"If it's cold, go to my tent!" Meng Tian saw that Xiao Ling was trembling by a gust of wind, so he pointed to the direction of his tent and suggested.
Xiao Ling is indeed cold, now Meng Tian is here, and there is no way for Meng Tian to guard the wind outside for Yushu, and if she goes back, she will be alone again, so she will always be cranky, and now Meng Tian's proposal is the best choice for her.
Xiao Ling nodded lightly and agreed to Meng Tian's proposal. Seeing that Xiao Ling agreed, Meng Tian stretched out his hand and wanted to take her hand and walk together, and thought of Xiao Ling just saying that his hands were cold, and thought that his palms were indeed not warm after patrolling for a long time, so he took them back again.
Xiao Ling noticed Meng Tian's movements, and took the first step to hold his hand before he could retract it. Meng Tian just said that he just wanted to ease the atmosphere, and he didn't really dislike him, and his hands weren't too cold.
"If you want to take it, you can take it, I don't really dislike you!" Xiao Ling grabbed Meng Tian's hand and suddenly pouted and said unhappily: "It seems that my hands are colder than yours, you are not allowed to dislike me!" โ
Saying that, Xiao Ling also deliberately grabbed Meng Tian's palm tightly, like protecting some treasure, as if Meng Tian would shake off her hand at any time if he couldn't grasp it tightly. It's just that she knows in her heart that even if she doesn't do this, Meng Tian will not let go of her hand casually.
Meng Tian also found that Xiao Ling's hands were so cold that they seemed to have just been fished out of the ice water, so instead of throwing them away in disgust, he stretched out his other hand and wrapped Xiao Ling's small hands tightly with two big palms, rubbing them and putting them to his mouth, wanting to warm them up.
"Why are your hands so cold?" Meng Tian didn't dare to let Xiao Ling continue to blow the cold wind outside, so he took her hand and walked quickly towards his camp.
Xiao Ling didn't say anything and let Meng Tian warm her hands, her hands and feet would be very cold in winter, in the past, warm tools such as hot water bottles in winter couldn't do without her hands at that moment, but when she got here, how could there be such good conditions, she had to be her own for everything, and it was always difficult to sleep without anything to warm her feet at night. Meng Tian obviously just rubbed her hands, but she warmed her heart!
It wasn't until he walked into the camp that Meng Tian felt that Xiao Ling's palm was warm, and he was relieved, and seeing that Xiao Ling was not wearing much, he immediately pushed her to his bed, tuล her shoes, and wrapped her tightly with his own quilt, revealing only two big eyes that were straight and straight.
Xiao Ling felt funny, he was not so cold, and Meng Tian was exaggerating to do this. Besides, this is Meng Tian's tent, and this bed is also Meng Tian's, so she drilled into his quilt, although she didn't do anything, she still felt uncomfortable.
Xiao Ling struggled to get out but was stopped by Meng Tian in time, and pressed back stiffly: "Don't move, what do you see your body is frozen?" If you don't warm up, you'll get sick, and if you have to take medicine when the time comes, you can't be humming. โ
Where does Xiao Ling dare to mess around and be a silkworm chrysalis.
Meng Tian was about to go out as he spoke, Xiao Ling was worried that he would go out alone, so he quickly stretched out his hand and grabbed him: "Where are you going?" โ
Meng Tian looked at Xiao Ling looking at him with a worried face, stretched out his hand and gently patted the little hand that was holding him tightly, and sent it back to the quilt: "I'll go out and find you some hot water to take care of your hands and feet, don't be afraid that I will come back soon." โ
Xiao Ling put his mind at ease, and watched Meng Tian go out and wanted to get out of the quilt, but a small opening was opened and a cool breeze poured in, weighing Xiao Ling's very acquaintance with the things that he knew about the times as Junjie, and immediately retracted and was wrapped tightly in himself.
At this time, she didn't want to think about it anymore, and now she only knew that she would rather be wrapped in a quilt and die of warmth than go out and be frozen to death by the cold wind.
In Xiao Ling's cognition, men should be full of sweat, smoke or something, or some strange smell, they are beautiful and masculine, and they are satisfied with the feelings of people who don't think of smelling it.
But Meng Tian's body is indeed very clean, there is no peculiar smell, and even his quilt only has a faint smell of spices. It seems that Meng Tian's cleanliness habit is really not ordinarily serious, and he must be so particular in such an environment.
Compared with him, Xiao Ling has to admit that she is living a little rough, obviously she is a Virgo! Why don't you have such a serious cleanliness habit? As long as it is a similar environment, you can live well!
While Xiao Ling was thinking, Meng Tian had already walked in with a large basin of hot water, and when he put the basin in front of the bed, he was about to pull open the quilt wrapped in Xiao Ling: "It will be more comfortable to wash your hands and feet!" โ
Xiao Ling didn't want to leave the quilt, but his hands and feet were cold without the slightest warmth, so he hesitated for a moment and let Meng Tian uncover the quilt.
Meng Tian soaked hot water in a towel and was about to wipe Xiao Ling's hands, Xiao Ling hurriedly stopped it, Meng Tian a big general came to serve himself A girl deceived what is this: "No, I can come by myself." โ
Meng Tian dodged Xiao Ling's hand to force the towel: "Don't move, sit obediently." โ
Xiao Ling saw that he insisted and didn't bother to argue with him, anyway, just wiping his hands was not a big deal, and it wouldn't make him fascinated and wronged, so he let him go. But what Xiao Ling didn't expect was that after Meng Tian wiped his hands, he reached over and fished his feet.
Even if he wiped his hands, Xiao Ling couldn't accept it if he wanted him to wash his feet, so he quickly shrank back: "I'll just come to this myself." โ
Even in modern times, few men are willing to wash a woman's feet, not to mention that Meng Tian is still such an identity, although she is moved, she still can't bear to watch him squat in front of her so humbly and wash her feet, he is unwilling to wronged him.
Meng Tian didn't care, he insisted on grabbing Xiao Ling's feet and dropping a pair of white socks, carefully putting a pair of white and tender little feet into the basin, raising his head to look at Xiao Ling and asking carefully, "Is it hot?" โ
Xiao Ling snorted and shook his head, watching Meng Tian carefully wipe his little feet with warm water as if he were treating a peerless treasure of life, holding back tears and not letting it flow out.
Meng Tian raised his head and looked at Xiao Ling who wanted to cry and tried to hold back, and said funny: "What's wrong?" Am I not just washing your feet? Why are you moved like this, this is not like your usual you! โ
Saying that, Meng Tian was about to reach out and touch Xiao Ling's face, but Xiao Ling avoided it in disgust: "Your hands are full of foot washing water, why did you touch my face!" โ
Meng Tian was stunned for a moment, stretched out his hand and forcibly touched Xiao Ling's fair face: "Whose foot wash is this?" I don't dislike you, but I do. โ
Xiao Ling stretched out his hand to wipe the water on his face, watched Meng Tian carefully wipe the water stains on his feet, and as soon as his heart moved, he grabbed Meng Tian's head, and kissed him on the face: "Thank you, this is a reward for you." โ
Meng Tian was stunned for a moment and then looked at Xiao Ling with a smile: "I have a general who washes your feet, and you want to send me away with a kiss?" โ
"And what do you want from me? Giggling...... Meng Tian's hand accidentally swept Xiao Ling's footboard, which made her giggle, "You touched the center of my foot, it's itchy to death, giggle......"
Xiao Ling smiled and wanted to kick Meng Tian with his other foot, but Meng Tian easily held her two feet tightly in the palm of his hand, he loved Xiao Ling like this, and couldn't help but reach out and touch Xiao Ling's foot one by one.
Xiao Ling laughed so much that tears flowed out, but Meng Tian didn't want to let her go at all, and in the end he had no choice but to make a trick, accusing Meng Tian of his atrocities with tears: "You know how to bully me!" โ
This trick is undoubtedly the most useful for Meng Tian, seeing that Xiao Ling is really crying, where does he dare to continue playing, he hurriedly coaxed people: "Baby, don't cry, I won't trouble you anymore." โ
When Xiao Ling saw that Meng Tian began to apologize, he turned his head angrily and didn't look at him. Seeing that Xiao Ling was really angry, Meng Tian quickly wiped the water stains on Xiao Ling's feet and stuffed them into the quilt, and apologized as if he was remedy: "Baby, don't be angry, can't I be wrong?" โ
Meng Tian hugged Xiao Ling as he spoke, and Xiao Ling pushed Meng Tian away in disgust: "Go away, I'm uncomfortable with your cold and hard clothes." โ
Meng Tian was stunned for a moment by Xiao Ling's push, and then reacted for a while, and looked at Xiao Ling with a thief smile: "If you want me to drop my clothes, just say it!" As long as it is what you want, I will satisfy you. โ
Saying that, under Xiao Ling's stunnedness, Meng Tian really peeled off the heavy armor on his body, Xiao Ling stared at it without blinking the whole time, completely forgetting that he should close his eyes or turn around.
โ๏ผ Little sรจ girl! Meng Tian made himself so that he was only left with a shirt, and seeing that Xiao Ling still saw that he had not come back to his senses, he stretched out his hand and tapped the tip of Xiao Ling's nose, and laughed. Will the door brocade