Chapter Fifty-Three, Whose Body 2
Xia Lingling was frightened by his roar, and she reacted after a while, and shrugged her shoulders a little indifferently:
"Please, Oba, this will be my body in the future, I'm a man now, you don't let me go to the toilet, don't let me take a bath, is this going to suffocate me or stink me to death?"
"Why don't you help me?"
Saying that, her * smile climbed up to the corner of her eyes again, and against the backdrop of Jimin's handsome face, Jin shivered, and the hairs on her back exploded instantly.
"I don't help, I don't like to touch men's bodies."
"Look at it, if you ask you to help me, you still don't know how I go to the toilet, even if I take a shower and wash with my eyes closed, then what about my pee? I can't hold on, huh? ”
She finished talking about a lot of questions without shame, Jin only felt that her head was getting bigger and bigger, what kind of immortal did this provoke, and made such a big joke with them, I thought it would be safe when I came out, but it turned out like this.
Xia Lingling was still babbling, completely ignoring Jin's helplessness.
"It's not a way for you to be jealous, or else, I touched this body, if you think it's unfair, you let me touch you too......"
"Nope."
Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Jin, what is this woman thinking about all day long? How could I have fallen in love with such a piece of goods in the first place?
"No, no, no, I'm really going to wash and sleep, don't be jealous."
Xia Lingling snorted and walked to the bathroom, Jin Zheng stood behind him, not to stop it, not to stop it, and all ten thousand grievances in his heart came up at once, making him really feel the urge to cry.
Xia Lingling stood in front of the bathroom mirror, looking at the person opposite, although she said so indifferently to Jin when she was outside, she still felt a little helpless in her heart.
Jimin, where the hell have you been, I'm using your body, what about you? Did you come out at all? It's been almost two hours outside, and if you don't come out, are you starving to death inside? If you come out, where will it be? In my body? That body was dead.
She remembered so clearly, the blurred flesh and blood of her body, and the trembling before she died, it couldn't be an illusion......
She dipped a towel in hot water and gently wiped the exposed part of her body clean, then sighed, showed a big smile, and opened the door.
Jin sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her with a cold face, and the resentment on his face was like that of an abandoned little resentful woman.
Xia Lingling walked over with a smile and gently pinched his face:
"Okay, don't be angry, in fact, I am also good in this body, at least I can accompany you now. Otherwise, how difficult it would be for me, an ordinary woman, to come from China to find you. Let's not talk about whether I have money to come, even if I have money, I'm afraid I won't be able to get close to you, so I was stopped by the bodyguards and your Ami. ”
"Don't look at me when I usually yell at people, but compared to your Ami, I'm afraid my voice can't reach your ears at all, Oba, can you imagine me shouting your name hysterically outside, but you can't hear it at all? Then I'm really pitiful. ”
She said to herself with a sad face, Jin snorted and amused, this woman will always have a way to make herself laugh out loud when she is angry.
Xia Lingling looked at him and smiled, knowing that this level was over for the time being, so he yawned, pretended to be sleepy, and fell asleep directly on Jin's soft bed.
She's not stupid, she doesn't sleep at this time, and if this guy is wronged again in a while, she will have to coax until what time.
Seeing her fall asleep, Jin shook his head, gently turned the light to the darkest, pulled the quilt and lay down beside her and closed his eyes.
Night, quietly, the curtain of the window gently swayed with the wind, Xia Lingling pulled the thin quilt on his body, and leaned hard into Jin's arms, so that he no longer moved and fell asleep.
Early the next morning, a loud man's roar resounded throughout the villa.