"Yingying sleeps with her father!" Yingying saw that Xia Qing didn't want to sleep with her father, so she took the initiative to make this request, she hadn't slept with her father for several days!

"It's still Yingying. Ling Yifeng was cured, he suddenly felt that the hard work of these days was really not in vain, and it was worth it to see Yingying's smiling face.

After the three of them returned home, they saw Yang Xinyu who was serving water. Ling Yifeng was stunned for a moment, then quickly came back to his senses and asked, "Yang Xinyu, why are you here?"

"I'm here to heal people's wounds, if you win, I'm going to fulfill my promise. Yang Xinyu saw that Ling Yifeng was back, and greeted him very eagerly, looking at him with eyes that had changed, full of gratitude.

"Ahem, don't look at me so eagerly, I'll be embarrassed. Ling Yifeng coughed lightly, he felt the murderous aura behind him. It was not only Yang Xinyu in the room, but there was another girl there, who looked very much like Yang Xinyu, but it was a different type of girl.

Yang Xinyu is sexy and charming, while this girl is quiet and sweet. But both of them have a pair of seductive eyes, small mouths and beautiful Qiong Yao noses, and towering breasts all attract men. But Yang Xinyu was dressed boldly, while the girl wore a pair of glasses and was dressed conservatively, with a long braid on her shoulders.

Ling Yifeng also recognized this girl, and raised his hand to greet her: "Yang Xueting, she looks in good spirits." ”

The girl known as Yang Xueting looked up at Ling Yifeng and helped her glasses, although her eyes blocked her eyes, they couldn't stop her exquisite face: "Thanks to Brother Ling Yifeng, although Yinlong didn't abuse us, I've had enough of him threatening my sister with me, and I've had enough of the days I spent in the dungeon." ”

"Haha, it's good for you to be happy. Ling Yifeng scratched his head embarrassedly, he was not used to being thanked. Yang Xueting and Yang Xinyu were embarrassed to see Ling Yifeng, they chuckled, Yang Xinyu hooked her finger at Ling Yifeng: "Don't close the door at night~"

"Yingying wants to sleep with her father tonight!" Yingying was afraid that others would snatch Ling Yifeng, so she grabbed his clothes. She didn't really understand anything, she just knew that her father hadn't been with her for several days, and she didn't allow anything else to bother her today.

"Poof, okay, I won't rob you~" Yang Xinyu saw Yingying's food-like action, burst out laughing, touched her face bag and said enviously: "It's so good, so smooth and tender." ”

"Hmm~" Yingying shook her head, broke away from Yang Xinyu's poisonous hand, and stuffed her face into Xia Qing's arms who was holding her. Ling Yifeng was envious, Xia Qing glanced at Ling Yifeng, and walked towards the room with Yingying.

"Haha, don't be envious, if you are envious, I can help you~" Yang Xinyu squinted her eyes and smiled, and put on a sexy pose again. Ling Yifeng smiled awkwardly, said hello to Yang Xueting, who was sighing, and chased Xia Qing into the house.

"Why are you coming in? This is my house. Xia Qing saw Ling Yifeng following in, and involuntarily took a step back. She didn't do anything wrong, but because she had been teased by Ling Yifeng too many times, and this time Ling Yifeng followed, she instinctively took a step back.

"Dad!" Yingying saw Ling Yifeng come in, patted the bed, and motioned for Ling Yifeng to sit down. When Ling Yifeng walked to the edge of the bed and sat down in Xia Qing's complicated eyes, Yingying instantly pounced on Ling Yifeng, stuffed her head into his arms and rubbed back and forth, bouncing on Ling Yifeng's lying body, Ling Yifeng just let her make a fuss casually, just touching her head dotingly.

It's my bed. Xia Qing saw Ling Yifeng lying on her bed generously, and her heart was very complicated, but seeing Yingying so happy and tossing, she felt that it was better not to break her heart. Seeing that it was impossible to drive them out, Xia Qing had no choice but to take her clothes and walk into the changing room, and glared at Ling Yifeng as a warning before entering.

"Today, Yingying sleeps with her father~Sleep with her father~" Yingying was tired, lying on Ling Yifeng's body and humming a song. Ling Yifeng was still thinking, feeling that Xia Qing was a little sharper than before, unlike at the beginning, when he let him tease with everything and was powerless to fight back.

In fact, Xia Qing also didn't want to be unclear about her feelings. A few days ago, he was obviously stronger than Ling Yifeng, but he was protected by him, and he was injured all over his body. These days, she also feels very complicated, excited, overwhelmed, repulsed, lost, and sometimes inexplicably jealous. But she felt that she would not like someone so easily, so she had to learn to resist, and she had also learned some scheming and tricks in her heart these days.

Before Ling Yifeng could come up with a reason, the door of Xia Qing's room was pushed open. It was Yang Xinyu who came in, carrying the ointment box she usually carried, and the pink nurse's uniform she had been wearing.

"Hi~" Ling Yifeng greeted.

"Hi~" Yang Xinyu was not surprised at all when she saw Ling Yifeng lying on Xia Qing's bed, but her eyes became ambiguous.

"Uh-huh~" Ling Yifeng shrugged and completely ignored Yang Xinyu's ambiguous eyes, misunderstanding is misunderstanding, the bigger the misunderstanding, the better.

"Uh-huh~" Yang Xinyu shrugged very cooperatively, and sat down beside Ling Yifeng with the medicine box.

"Miss, your nurse uniform is so beautiful~" Ling Yifeng praised with a smile.

"Have you had enough, do you think you're Zhao Lirong?" Yang Xinyu smiled, and poked a finger on Ling Yifeng's wound, and Ling Yifeng, who was in pain, gasped.

What Xia Qing saw when she came out of the changing room was that Ling Yifeng was sitting on her bed with another woman joking, is this still my house? Xia Qing felt an inexplicable irritability, and looked at Ling Yifeng's eyes with a faint murderous aura, and recently she occasionally looked at Ling Yifeng with a murderous aura.

"Ahem, Qingqing, she's here to heal me. Ling Yifeng explained flatteringly, and even changed his title to Qingqing.

"Oh" Xia Qing just sighed, sat next to Ling Yifeng, and hugged Yingying to prevent her from hindering her healing.

"Qingqing, why did she poke her finger at her father's wound. Yingying looked up and asked in confusion, she saw that her father was poked very uncomfortable, and she kept frowning.

"That's healing. Xia Qing just explained briefly, her attention was on Ling Yifeng's wound and Yang Xinyu's fingers.

"This can cure the disease?" Yingying couldn't understand, and stretched out her little hand to grab Yang Xinyu's outstretched fingers. Yang Xinyu suddenly felt like an electric shock, wanted to retract but couldn't, was held by Yingying for a minute before being let go, but Yang Xinyu became out of breath as if she had lost her strength.