The fairy couldn't help but soften her heart and patted the young man's back.

He straightened up, his face was a little pale, and when she asked softly, Yan Ning weakly put his head on her shoulder: "The wound is a little painful." ”

Look! This is a typical example of not listening to the words of this palace and suffering in front of you.

Xian Xian still pulled Yan Ning into the living room, he sat on the sofa, she ran to get the medical kit, fortunately the family always prepared medicine, she came over with the medicine kit and said, "Take it off." ”

Yan Ning was silent.

She glanced at him, suddenly narrowed her eyes, and hooked her lips a little badly: "Why are you stunned, take it off." ”

Yan Ning looked up at her and raised her hand to unbutton her clothes.

In the winter, he didn't just wear a shirt, he took off his coat first.

The floor heating in the apartment was very hot, and with the young man's slow and orderly undressing movements, inch by inch of skin came out.

From the collarbone to the chest, beautiful abs, the skin of the mixed-race model who has been photographed indoors and outdoors all year round is not tanned, and the natural racial advantage is not only the appearance, but also the fair skin in the dark room.

The fairy feasted his eyes, and couldn't help but think that this was probably a beautiful meal.

But I didn't know that in the eyes of others, that "meal" was her.

She swallowed the non-existent saliva, cleared her throat and turned him around, took out disinfectant alcohol and cotton swabs from the medicine box, approached the young man slightly, and applied the alcohol-stained cotton swab to his wound.

The irritating pain made his skin tense, but he didn't snort, and the fairy also knew which was more important, and his hand quickened his movements, finding a bandage to cover the wound.

When everything was done, she was pulled onto the couch.

She was about to struggle, but Yan Ning hugged her, her face was pale and a little sickly: "Let me hold it for a while." ”

“……”

Hug it.

Xianxian felt that she couldn't bully the sick number, and sat on the sofa like a stake.

After a while, I couldn't help but want to say:

You hug it, what does it mean to touch it up?

Wait a minute.

Why are you leaning over here?

You...... Not.

Yan Ning's movements became more and more excessive, and the two fell on the sofa unconsciously, he pressed the back of her head with his palm and kissed the girl's lips, the living room was as warm as spring, and the panting also warmed up.

Until the immortal finally couldn't help it and turned over and pressed him......

"Don't move." She pressed her hand on his chest, looking like a big guy.

Yan Ning lay down honestly and quietly.

But he asked her, "Why." ”

Xianxian smiled angrily and wiped his mouth, "Do you remember your identity?" ”

Yan Ning looked at her, and two words popped out of her mouth: "...... Patient? ”

"Yes, you just know that you are a patient, you have to listen to me obediently, I am a doctor."

Although everything is almost done, the original owner's wish to resign should also be on the agenda, and she plans to go to the hospital to resign in a few days. But at this moment she is still a doctor, and he has to be obedient!

Yan Ning was silent for a second and said, "But I'm not sick." ”

Xian Xian hesitated: "...... sugar addiction?" ”

"I quit sugar a long time ago."

He no longer needs to use sugar addiction to restrain his mental problems.

Because, she is sweeter than sugar.

Yan Ning sighed in her heart, a force pressed her down, her bare chest was close to her, and the mixed-race young man with a dazzling aura in her clothes was full of temptation at this moment, and pressed her under her with ten fingers, and laughed lowly:

"Doctor Su, you can declare me cured."

With that, he covered her lips again, and the kiss spread down, pouring out tenderness.

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