Chapter 81: Pity the Fragrance and Cherish the Jade

Zhang Ziyi was a little embarrassed in her eyes, but with a little expectation, she said her request in a hurry.

"No problem! Where is your home? ”

Save people to the end, Zeng Yingjian readily agreed, he still wanted to meet that "Leslie Cheung", no, now his name is Zhang Jianxiong!

Send her home, her father must thank him! I will definitely be able to harvest the "rainbow" again.

With the continuous strengthening of the body by the colorful energy, Zeng Yingjian is also a marrow eater, a little can't stop, doing good deeds, and doing it is not so simple.

"Ahh Are you sure? My house is just south of Chinatown, not far away. It's just that I have some mobility problems, and besides, we Chinese are not very popular in the United States. ”

Zhang Ziyi's face was full of surprise, and she hurriedly explained.

What's "not very popular"?

It's clearly "very unpopular"!

As an English major, Zeng Yingjian's understanding of American history is still not shallow.

As far as he knows, the Chinese Exclusion Act, which was introduced in 1882, will not be repealed until the end of this year. Until then, the Chinese in the United States were fourth-class citizens—whites first, blacks second, other people of color third, and Chinese fourth. No, fourth-class citizens are not counted, because many Chinese are not even citizens.

Citizens are not, of course, they can be bullied at will.

She is such a Chinese beauty, if she walks on the street alone, she is embarrassed not to bully her.

"Huh! I've always wanted to visit Chinatown! That's a good way to go! However, it will not be until tomorrow night. ”

Her home is in Chinatown, which is a surprise for Zeng Yingjian.

Finally had the opportunity to go to Chinatown, Zeng Yingjian was a little excited, but it was unnecessary trouble, he was not ready to let Zhang Ziyi appear during the day.

"Ahh I ......"

Zhang Ziyi was a little disappointed, and her face was hesitant.

Zeng Yingjian immediately understood her worries, the wound on her leg was infected, and she definitely wanted to go back to deal with it as soon as possible.

Looking at her legs, Zeng Yingjian smiled and comforted:

"Don't worry! I gave you an antibacterial and anti-inflammatory drug, and you'll be fine. ”

"Ahh Only then did Zhang Ziyi understand that after she had a high fever, it was not she who survived, but Zeng Yingjian fed her special medicine.

"The wound on your leg needs to be detoxified and re-bandaged? I can help you! ”

Zeng Yingjian became a surgeon once, and she seemed to be a little addicted, so she took the initiative to help her treat her wounds.

"Ahh But ......"

Zhang Ziyi was about to say thank you again, but when she heard his words, her pale face turned red instantly.

"Huh! Excuse me? What age is this? Children of the rivers and lakes should be informal! Anyway, I've already seen your arms, so you'll treat me as a doctor! ”

Zeng Yingjian couldn't help but persuade her when he saw her shy appearance.

This is not ancient times, at Stark's car show, those blonde cows wore shorts that were short to the base of their legs, and their tops were even more hemisphere-baring, so what's the big deal about showing your legs when healing injuries?

Keep pace with the times and follow the customs!

Hearing him say this, Zhang Ziyi's face blushed even more, and even her ears turned red, and she hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to look at Zeng Yingjian.

Zeng Yingjian couldn't help but shake his head, after all, Chinese are Chinese, and they really can't let go of Western girls.

However, Zhang Ziyi lowered her head and thought about it, hesitated for a while, and finally nodded slightly, and whispered:

"That, that, I'm sorry for you!"

With that, she lay back on the sofa sideways and turned her head, as if she was still ashamed to face Zeng Yingjian.

Her voice was weak, but it was a quiet night, and Zeng Yingjian's hearing was very good to hear her words clearly.

"Don't be polite to me! Where is the wound? Thighs or calves? ”

Zeng Yingjian held a small pair of scissors, eager to try, looking at her right leg, looking for a place to put the knife.

Zhang Ziyi didn't answer immediately, maybe she was still shy.

Zeng Yingjian waited patiently, waited for a long time, and finally heard the voice squeezed out of her mouth:

“…… Buttocks, buttocks ......"

"Ahh

At this moment, Zeng Yingjian was taken aback, and he was stunned for a moment.

No wonder she's so shy!

It turned out that it was not the leg that hurt, it was the buttocks.

Who said Zhang Ziyi couldn't let go?

Zeng Yingjian retracted what he had just said.

His eyes couldn't help but look at Zhang Ziyi's buttocks, although that part, because it was relatively small, it was not a "fat buttocks", but it was round and straight, and the convex arc matched with her small waist and slender legs, which was concave and convex, forming a perfect curve, which was quite attractive.

The skin on her arms is so smooth and fair, but what about her buttocks?

Is it whiter, smoother, and more elastic?

In an instant, Zeng Yingjian couldn't help but think crookedly.

Then I thought about it, Zhang Ziyi also trusted him too much, right?

Is it really because of the relationship between the "sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes"?

Or is she ready to "save her life and promise herself", so she is so generous?

Don't "make promises" at every turn, okay? His purpose in saving people is very simple, just for the "rainbow".

Now it was his turn to hesitate, holding scissors, standing there, staring at Zhang Ziyi's buttocks, imagining.

“…… I, I can't move my right hand......"

Zhang Ziyi had his back to Zeng Yingjian, lying there like a deer waiting for a long time, but he didn't wait for his movement, he couldn't help but speak again, still weak mosquitoes.

"Ahh

Zeng Yingjian immediately understood what she meant.

She was injured in her right arm and couldn't use her strength, and of course she couldn't pull off the pants on her right hip, meaning to let him do it himself.

As the saying goes, "The P you make an appointment with you will finish with tears", Zeng Yingjian himself proposed to treat her injuries, and other little girls are like this, did he retreat?

"Alright! I think too much! This is to heal her! Now I'm a doctor! ”

comforting himself like this, forcibly extinguishing the evil thoughts in his head, Zeng Yingjian put down the scissors, slowly stretched out his hands, and touched Zhang Ziyi's trouser belt......

……

The moment the skin touched, the atmosphere was indeed a little subtle, Zeng Yingjian couldn't help but have evil thoughts, his hands trembled, and Zhang Ziyi's body trembled a little.

However, when Zeng Yingjian gently pulled open her pants and saw the terrible wound on her fair skin, those messy thoughts disappeared at once.

The wound had already festered, about ten centimeters long, and it crossed Zhang Ziyi's right buttocks, which should have been a knife wound.

The word "burning the qin and boiling the crane" flashed through his mind, and Zeng Yingjian couldn't help but be indignant in his heart.

How could such a delicate and beautiful girl, such a delicate and fair-skinned body, be hurt?

It's too much!

It's distressing!

It's not that he has any thoughts about Zhang Ziyi, it's purely an appreciation and love for beautiful things.

With this kind of pity and cherishing jade, Zeng Yingjian didn't have any evil thoughts in his heart, carefully cleaned the wound with alcohol, and carefully bandaged it before putting on her pants.

"Alright." Zeng Yingjian clapped his hands and said with a smile.

"Thank you! Brother Jian! ”

Zhang Ziyi glanced back at him, her face was still red.

Although Zeng Yingjian was calm in his heart, he was embarrassed, so he diverted the topic:

"How did you end up in the black ghetto?"

He is indeed curious, can such a delicate girl really know "kung fu"?

Could it be that this world also has "internal strength"?