Below the shoulders.

On her stomach and thighs, these three places bear the mark of Rebecca sent by the killers sent by the Aryan Brotherhood.

Let Miss Amish hold on to the sink.

Ethan took off his hospital gown and saw the injuries, sighed, wrung out a towel from the bucket, and slapped it in the face.

"Woo~~~"

Before Rebecca could suffocate, the towel was finally removed.

"You want to kill me?"

She gasped and muttered, "It's too hot!" ”

However, after being wiped hard, the whole person suddenly looked much more energetic, and his graceful figure also fluctuated.

"It's about getting your blood flowing."

Ethan dipped the hot water again and wrung the towel half-dry: "Trust me, it's very helpful for your recovery." ”

As he spoke, his gaze fell to two places.

I was stimulated by the hot water just now, and the blood really began to circulate, and there was a layer of goosebumps, which looked quite charming.

Rebecca bit her lip and straightened up in the face of his gaze.

The next moment.

The hot towel was gripped up.

There was really no way to take care of the patient, so Ethan could only wipe her up hard, trying not to let go of any place.

The sound of breathing is getting heavier.

The fair skin soon turned pink.

"Did you just go to Nora Langcid for help?" Rebecca struggled to control her thoughts, gritting her teeth and looking at the roof of Banto.

"That's right."

Ethan carefully avoided the wound on his stomach and rubbed his waist neatly: "She is the only one who can arrange a suitable place, don't say you care about these things." ”

"I have a lot of women, you know."

"Not this."

Rebecca exhaled heavily, and said with a complicated expression: "There are some things that you don't know, Alex Langcid, Nora's brother Alex was killed by me and Borden. ”

The hand holding the towel stopped.

After two seconds, Ethan stood up and looked fixedly at the Amish girl in front of him.

Although the other party's eyes were complicated, he did not avoid his gaze.

There are some things that she didn't do, and she was also for her uncle at the time, so although she was a little embarrassed, she was more open.

Again, I would make the same choice.

"Turn around."

Ethan shook the towel in his hand and motioned for the other party to turn around.

"This matter should never be brought up again."

He rubbed his back and said slowly, "At that time, everyone's position was different, I can understand you, but Nora definitely can't help it." ”

"If you feel guilty, don't have any arguments with her in the future."

"But this matter must not be mentioned."

"Understood?"

"Hmm."

Rebecca nodded silently.

Ethan continued to wipe carefully, what can be done about this kind of thing, he has not robbed the money of the Chino casino, and he has also had a shootout with Nora.

Procott, on the other hand, was killed by himself with a knife.

There are some things that can't be said.

It's good for everyone to hide it, otherwise it will be too bullying.

The night is getting darker.

After taking the medicine, Rebecca lay on the bed and fell asleep, Ethan looked through the window at the moonlit frozen lake, and closed the curtains.

In the early morning, bursts of crisp birdsong.

"Ah Cut~"

When a sneeze sounded, Ethan rubbed his itchy nose and reluctantly slapped away the strand of hair: "Please, I rarely get a lazy night's sleep." ”

Rebecca brushed her hair and swept it over his face.

With a sly smile in his eyes.

This man.

When you can't do big moves, you like to do small moves.

Seeing that the other party ignored her and closed her eyes again, she bit her lip, put her hand back under the quilt, and slowly groped to the side.

"Given your current physical condition."

Ethan closed his eyes and said, "Miss Bowman, are you playing with fire now?" ”

The warning didn't work at all.

Perhaps because of her dependence, the Amish girls also seemed more energetic.

After a moment, Ethan snapped his eyes open.

The quilt also let him lift it, and he turned over and knelt on the bed, Ethan stared at the woman who wanted to provoke him.

"I'm a patient."

Rebecca timidly raised her hands and put on a weak look: "You can't do this, it will affect the healing of the wound." ”

The corners of his mouth brought a smug smile.

"Huh?"

His eyes fell on her delicate red lips, and Ethan showed his white teeth: "It's okay, there is one place that won't affect you." ”

"Ah~~~"

Only then did the exclamation sound.

Soon it became squeaky again.

A hot shower on a winter morning is always a good way to feel good and feel good, and after delivering a few loaves of bread to Rebecca, Ethan walked out of the porch with a cup of coffee.

"Smack~~~"

The sound of chopping and chopping kept ringing.

It reverberates in the secluded mountains and forests.

Topless, Boden picked up an axe next to the improvised shooting range and slashed at the wooden stakes.

The heat filled the air, and a white mist evaporated from him.

The terrifying scars made Borden's whole person look like a stitched monster.

"Good morning, Mr. Morgan."

Lifting his glasses, Borden stomped his cold-lit axe into the wooden pier: "I'm sorry, I don't see any firewood in there, I hope it won't affect your rest." ”

"It's okay."

As far as the eye could see, the silver-white rime stretched almost to the horizon, and Ethan squinted his eyes and smiled: "Do everything you like, except for the eye-catching ones, of course." ”

"Today, stay at home!"

"No problem."

Borden moved his shoulder, which was still a little uncomfortable, and picked up the axe for his rehabilitation.

Glancing at the wood, he vented his exuberant energy.

Ethan picked up his mobile phone, took a photo of the beautiful mountain, forest and snow in front of him, and sent it to Erin and them, and reported safety by the way.

I just hate that the house is too short, otherwise the effect will be even better.

Short!

His eyes lit up, and he kicked hard at the old porch railing, the snow falling and the wooden railing creaking overwhelmed.

It felt like the house was too small last night.

Everyone has to sleep on the sofa, and many facilities are not available, which makes him a little uncomfortable.

Why can't the house be torn down.

In this place, a lakeside estate was built solidly.

As for the money, that's for yourself.

Can you call a thing?

Anyway, the surrounding land is all your own, and it is wasted if you don't use it.

Say something nasty.

Living in a big house, if someone really raids you, you have a room to move.

Thinking of this, he snapped his fingers excitedly.

Immediately put the construction of a new house into his own plan, of course, it is definitely not possible now, his brain will be pumped to build a house in the snowy winter, and the labor cost can rise to the sky.

After enjoying his coffee, he drove out of the forest trail on the Dodge Challenger.

It's also time to meet old friends. (End of chapter)