Chapter 165: Didn't You Break It?

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Qin quietly heard that Fang Jin was going to come and see her fart. share, immediately wrapped the quilt tightly, she is now afraid to lift her pants, fart. The pain was terrible.

Zhan Qing had just taken a puff of cigarette into his mouth, and after listening to Fang Jin's words, a puff of smoke choked into his throat.

This cigarette was completely nested in his throat, and the choked Zhan Qing's eyes were red......

When he got up in a hurry, he overturned the chair and said, "Ahem...... Old Fang, no! ”

Zhan Qing grabbed Fang Jin's arm, his cold face was a little stuffy red because of the smoke, and even his deep eyes were scarlet......

"Didn't you break it? This kid's body is weak at first glance, no matter how ruthless you are, how can you explain to your mother? ”

Fang Jin is a political commissar, so he is very careful in all aspects.

"It's not bad, it's okay, you're busy, it's okay!" Zhan Qing waved his hand, he controlled the strength, at most it was swollen.

It is also for him to have a long memory in the future, and he won't be able to remember it if it doesn't hurt.

Fang Jin watched Qin quietly shrink into the quilt, his body twitching and twitching, he must be crying.

This kid is stupid and cute, he likes it, and he was quite surprised that he became famous in the first battle of the ball last night.

"I'd better ask Bai Mo to come over and take a look!" Fang Jin still said uneasily.

"No, he deserves it, you go and do your job!"

Zhan Qing was determined to let Qin quietly remember it for a long time this time.

Fang Jin understands Zhan Qing's temper, he has always said the same, if he says no, then he doesn't need it.

"Cheng, then I'll ask the canteen to make him something delicious......"

Before Fang Jin finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhan Qing.

"No, he's going to eat braised pork these days!"

As soon as Zhan Qing thought that Qin quietly asked Dawu to feed him braised pork, he became angry.

And that mouthful of a "my little white"

Listening to it made me angry, and I wanted to shut his mouth.

Braised pork? When Fang Jin walked out of the dormitory, he was still thinking about why he wanted to eat braised pork?

Zhan Qing knelt on the side of the bed on one leg, ripped off the quilt, and watched Qin quietly lying there with a pillow and crying.

Fart. There are reddish-purple marks on the thighs, swollen, but there is no skin and flesh, if Zhan Qing starts to be ruthless, it will be uncertain.

Zhan Qing looked at it without feeling distressed, the distress was distressed, and the anger did not disappear.

"Don't cry!" Now that he saw Qin quietly crying, he was irritable and wanted to get angry.

Qin quietly sobbed twice, and forced back his tears.

Zhan Qing got up and went to the bathroom, came out with a basin of cold water, wrung a towel, folded it and put it on Qin Xin's fart. on the shares.

The pain of the fire was suddenly replaced by a coolness, and it was comfortable for a while.

Zhan Qing changed another towel and put it on.

Qin quietly didn't speak, just bit the corner of the pillow, and the bite was full of saliva.

Zhan Qing looked at Qin Xian's fart. Stocks, that is, girls' farts. Shares, there is no such delicate birth.

After changing a few towels repeatedly, Qin Jing felt that it was almost there, and he should be able to wear pants......

Such a bare fart. It's too embarrassing......

When Zhan Qing came back from changing the water, Qin Xin had already put on his boxers, lay on the pillow, took off his training pants and threw them on the ground.

Qin Xiao can't lie down at all now, fart. The pain of the burning fire.

Zhan Qing twisted a towel, sat on the edge of the bed, and said in a deep voice, "Face, turn around!" ”

Qin quietly turned his face obediently, with a handsome face and undried tears.

Zhan Qing took a towel to wipe Qin Xian's face, and his movements were not gentle.

"Uncle Nine, my fart. The pain ......" Qin Xin's kitten-like voice gently scratched into Zhan Qing's heart.