Chapter 18: Soft Intestines
Her roar was almost pressed between her teeth.
"Tick"
The sound of the electronic lock opening made her body stiffen, and Qin Yin carried her into the room, and the light in the room turned on as the door closed behind her.
Sensing her nervousness, Qin Yin smiled: "What are you shaking?" Afraid I'll eat you? ”
Jiang Yuliang was irrational when facing Qin Yin, she was conquered by him and didn't want to admit it, so she never softened her mouth: "Heh, who eats whom—not necessarily." ”
The mottled hands were intertwined, and the mud was about to fall off her well-proportioned fingers, and a strong visual impact came straight to her.
Qin Yin let her little dirty hands rub restlessly on his chest, he put his arms around her waist, buried his head in her neck, and said lazily, "Are you still satisfied with the feel?" ”
The hand that did the bad thing was stunned, and then the fabric pinched on his chest muscles, Jiang Yu nodded thoughtfully: "Excellent." ”
Qin Yin paused for a moment, the overhead light cast a fan-shaped shadow on his eyelashes on his face, and the shadow trembled, and then he walked quickly to the side of the bed, and suddenly pressed Jiang Yuliang under him.
His big hot hand began to slide slowly down the curve of her waist.
"What are you doing?!" Jiang Yuliang pressed Qin Yin's hand, and she was a little panicked after realizing that the other party seemed to be playing for real. She is not afraid of Qin Yin, nor does she hate Qin Yin's touch, but she hates Qin Yin and does not hate herself!
With a laugh, Qin Yin didn't move again: "Why do you always ask this question today?" Silly. Breaking free of her hand, he pulled off her left shoe, "What can I do?" Isn't it just for doctors to treat patients? ”
After speaking, Qin Yin no longer pressed her, but got up and went outside to rummage for something.
Jiang Yuliang's entire attention was focused on Qin Yin, so she didn't feel any pain when her shoes left her feet. Now that there were no "shackles", she sat up and hugged her feet, wanting to see where the injury was.
"Don't move, have you washed your hands?" Qin Yin was holding the medicine box in his left hand and a bottle of alcohol spray in his right hand, "If you are infected, you will have to amputate your leg." From then on, you will be the first one-legged actress in film history. It's also good, it's gone down in history, isn't it? ”
Okay, you big-headed ghost! The dog's mouth can't spit out ivory, and the dead Qin Yin stinks Qin Yin...... Jiang Yuliang scolded him in her heart, she was too ugly to scold, she was too ugly to scold, and it was all old-fashioned words over and over, she scolded but it was not enjoyable, so she simply glared at Qin Yin and was angry.
"What kind of eyes do you have? Scold me in your heart. Qin Yin disinfected his hands and put on medical gloves. Carefully observe the wound on the soles of her feet.
"There's a small glass ballast on the bottom of my foot, but fortunately it's not deep, and I should be able to clip it out with tweezers." He said with a straight face, "It hurts a little, you bear with it." ”
Jiang Yuliang nodded, gritted her teeth and watched him sterilize the tweezers, and then neatly clamped out the broken glass that was not much bigger than millet grains. Except for a little cold sweat on her forehead, she didn't say a word.
"It's quite bearable. You can walk for so long with a piece of glass under your feet, why don't you know if something is in your shoes? Qin Yin simply detoxified her and pasted a piece of gauze, "You can't tie it too tightly, it's not good to heal, don't touch the water tonight." ”
"Thank you."
"You're welcome, it's not free."
"......" This completely made Jiang Yu beautiful. Five years have passed, and Qin Yin seems to be a little different.
"What? Jiang Daxing wants to repay the debt? Qin Yin slowly moved his body and bullied forward, Jiang Yuliang was pressed back by the strong male aura, and finally had to use his hands against his chest.
"You say, how much?" Her breathing became a little shorter.
Qin Yin locked her with his eyes: "I don't want money." ”
"And what do you want?"
The man thought for a moment, then lowered his head and bit her chin, "It's better to pay for it." ”