Chapter 22

Song Yixian knew that she had this problem during her period.

The stomach will be cold and it will hurt.

His big hand was not only on her little belly, but also rubbed it clockwise.

It made her feel a lot more comfortable.

It's just that he doesn't seem to be wearing clothes, the two of them fit each other, and the upper body is only separated by a thin layer of clothing from her, and the lower body is flesh against meat, passing the temperature to each other.

Fortunately, the man still knew a little shame and wore the little pants inside.

The smell of tobacco and alcohol was removed from his body, and there was no smell of women's perfume, which made Liang Jincheng's mood better.

Knowing that he couldn't resist the man, he simply moved his body in his arms and found a comfortable position to enjoy his massage.

"Does it smell good on me now?"

Liang Jincheng hadn't come back to his senses yet, he was stunned for a while, and said, "It's a little better than just now." ”

"That's a lot to ask for." He said coldly, his big hand moved from his stomach to his chest, and he pinched it again.

Liang Jincheng used his hands to block it, but he couldn't stop it.

She blushed and punched him twice in the chest.

The pink fist didn't hurt or itch on him.

"Don't mess with me, I'm really uncomfortable, I'm very unwell." When she said it, she still felt a little aggrieved, and felt that the man in front of her was gentle and gentle, considerate and considerate, but he was still too strong.

Those things that happened with him in the past few days, although both of them had a deep affection, but after careful calculation, Liang Jincheng was still resisting, and Song Yixian had a little sense of compulsion.

It's just that Liang Jincheng only resisted a few times, and he couldn't resist the whole time.

She is a big cake for Song Yixian, and Song Yixian may not be as attractive as a big cake for Liang Jincheng, but she also has the charm of chocolate.

In front of the delicious food, how can you endure it if you are hungry and thirsty?

But in Leung's view, that was not his intention.

So it still has to be counted that this was forced by Song Yixian.

And he was half-pushed and half-promoted.

Liang Jincheng is like a ball of white cotton and glutinous rice dumplings in Song Yixian's arms, soft and tender, and it feels comfortable to the touch.

If Song Yixian looks closely, he can also see that Liang Jincheng's cheeks are also pink.

Like a Barbie doll.

Song Yixian's hand was not withdrawn because of Liang Jincheng's words, but someone knocked on the door outside the office.

Song Yixian replied: "Enter." ”

The office door opened.

Liang Jincheng was startled, knowing that someone was coming in, so he hurriedly buried his head in Song Yixian's chest, curled up, and hid himself in the blanket.

Fang Yuan opened the door and kept his head down, he was also a man, so he naturally knew what Song Yixian and Liang Jincheng had been doing together in the past few days.

"President, the brown sugar has been bought." Fang Yuan said respectfully.

Song Yixian let out a faint "um", "Put it down." ”

With that, Fang Yuan left and closed the door.

Song Yixian rubbed her stomach for a while, and then said, "I'll help you make a cup of brown sugar water, and you wait for me for a while." ”

Without waiting for Liang Jincheng to respond, he got off the sofa bed.

The kettle in the pantry had already been boiled before he hugged Liang Jincheng back to the sofa bed, and it was boiling at this time.

Song Yixian took the brown sugar and poured it into the cup, then stirred it with a spoon, and then took it out.

The hot water was placed on the coffee table, and the man had already held Liang Jincheng in his arms.

Meimu said gently: "It's a little hot, I'll feed you later." ”

Then he began to carefully rub her belly again.

Every few minutes, Song Yixian stretched out his long arm from under the blanket to probe the temperature of the brown sugar water.

After trying several times, Song Yixian helped her up, "The temperature is almost there, you can taste it." ”

Song Yixian held the cup and slowly put it to her lips, holding it very steadily with her big hand.

The brown sugar water passed through the lips and teeth, slid through the taste buds, and reached the stomach, and the temperature spread to the abdomen, and the woman was much more comfortable.

The brown sugar was delicious, and it felt different from what she usually drank.

But I can't say what's different, but it's delicious.

Maybe it's because this cup of brown sugar water was brewed by him and fed by him, so it tastes different.

Then he asked, "Do you still want to drink?" ”

Liang Jincheng shook his head, a cup of brown sugar was already full.

"Hungry or not, do you want to eat something."

Liang Jincheng still shook his head, "I ate a lot of food that you asked the secretary to send me in the afternoon, I couldn't eat anymore, and now my stomach is very full." ”

"Just don't be hungry, rest when you feel tired, I'll accompany you."

Song Yixian's voice was warm and warmed her ears.

She gave a low "um" and closed her eyes.

Song Yixian lowered his head and put his nose in her hair, and the unique fragrance of women lingered on the tip of his nose, which smelled very good.

He liked it tightly, and took two more hard puffs.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the beauty was in her arms and couldn't be touched.

Holding her, there is a feeling of drinking to quench your thirst.

Doesn't solve his real needs.

Liang Jincheng is always easy to stir up his bath fire.

The big hand slid over her hair, and the whitening nape of her neck and earlobes satisfied her appetite for vision.

……

Liang Jincheng slept well at night, not very heavy.

One is because of stomach pain.

The second is because someone is messing with her.

From time to time, I will make trouble with her.

Although the movements were not heavy, they were quite light, but she still woke up several times at night.

Early the next morning, it was Liang Jincheng who made a special trip to buy breakfast that Land Rover went out to buy, and was going to eat with Liang Jincheng.

Liang Jincheng was half-rattling in the toilet.

Because it leaked last night.

The leak is serious.

Song Yixian was also taken aback.

Not to mention that the sofa bed was stained, Song Yixian's body was also covered with blurred bloodstains.

Those who don't know will think that someone has injured the artery.

Liang Jincheng sat on the toilet with a red face, his hands clenched into fists.

Shame on the dead.

She has done a lot of embarrassing things, and she has done a lot in front of Song Yixian.

Liang Jincheng stayed inside for half an hour before coming out.

When she came out, she saw a puddle of marks on the sofa, and she opened her eyes, completely faceless.

It's just that this glance caught a glimpse of Song Yixian, and he was only wearing small pants, and he was also dyed together.

But he was wearing a bathrobe, and the traces were not very clear.

It's just that Song Yixian's performance was not as embarrassing as Liang Jincheng imagined, but he was very concerned: "Are you okay?" ”

Liang Jincheng lowered his head and nodded, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm fine, you go and clean it." ”

Song Yixian strode ahead of her, picked up the person again, put him in his leather office chair, and then took a clean white towel from the bathroom.

Then I wiped her feet, there were water droplets on her feet, and she was wearing sandals when she was bathing, and when she dried her feet, she stepped on them again.

He said, "Don't touch the cold water at this time, remember?" ”

Song Yixian was careful, and even Liang Jincheng was speechless.

Liang Jincheng nodded, his face was red, and he was shy, and responded shallowly: "Hmm." ”

Song Yixian helped her dry and taught, and found a blanket to cover her again.

At this moment, there was another knock on the office door.

Song Yixian personally went to open the door, and there were two doctors in white coats standing at the door, a middle-aged woman in her forties, and a little girl who matched her age.

On the way from the door of the office to the large leather chair behind the desk, Song Yixian explained Liang Jincheng's physical condition before and after, looking very nervous.

Liang Jincheng was shocked, did the doctor invite her?

Song Yixian and the doctor walked up to Liang Jincheng, and Song Yixian said: "It's the menstrual period, but the amount of menstruation seems to be too much. ”

The doctor nodded, looked at Liang Jincheng's complexion, and then took his pulse seriously.

This is still a Chinese medicine doctor.

Then Song Yixian asked many questions, and the doctor patiently explained.

In the end, the doctor said, "It's not in the way, it's a little qi deficiency and anemia, just make up more." ”

Song Yixian breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

And Liang Jincheng blushed and couldn't lift it up.

A woman's private affairs were taken out by Song Yixian like this, she couldn't stand it a little, but she also understood that she had to be treated dialectically when she saw a doctor.

But I felt uncomfortable, and my face seemed to be flushed with blood, and it was not red.

After sending the doctor away, Song Yixian took off his bathrobe, and the color on his small pants was obvious.

A deep, deep red.

Liang Jincheng hurriedly said: "Go and replace it, it's dirty." ”

Song Yixian, who was originally going to go to the bathroom, frowned, didn't go to the bathroom, but walked into her instead, "Huh? Yesterday you said I stink, and today you say I'm dirty? ”

Liang Jincheng lowered his head, too lazy to look at him.

Song Yixian saw her like this, but instead held her little face and wanted to ask her.

Liang Jincheng was unwilling, the man insisted on straightening her face, kissing and kissing before stopping.

"I mean the pants are dirty, and I didn't say you ......"

"But you said I stinked yesterday!"

"You stinked yesterday."

"Men smoke and drink when socializing, you should know and be considerate." The man stood in front of him and just didn't go to the bathroom.

Liang Jincheng couldn't wait to push him in.

"Smoking and drinking can be understood, it's just the smell of women's perfume, God knows where you came from." When Liang Jincheng said this, he was a little angry.

Song Yixian wrinkled his brows and asked rhetorically, "Huh? The smell of perfume for women? ”

Liang Jincheng: "It's a woman's perfume smell." ”

Song Yixian chuckled, "It's because this is angry with me." ”

Liang Jincheng denied, "I'm not angry. ”

Song Yixian reached out and pinched her chin: "I'm not angry, why don't you look at me when you speak." ”

Liang Jincheng replied: "You don't look good, why should I look at you." ”

But her eyes were forced to meet him, "I'm not good-looking? When did you learn to deceive people? ”

Liang Jincheng pursed his lips, and also felt that this sentence was a lie, Song Yixian was not good-looking, there should be no good-looking people in this world.

But why is he so narcissistic?

"If I'm not good-looking, how can I be worthy of such a good-looking you."

The man was very thick-skinned, and he didn't care about the occasion when he praised people.

With that, the man kissed her and ran it over her lips.

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