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Chapter66
"Also, you should not be interested in you." He used a calm and pale face to say stunned words, "His bitch, like to touch himself. , Patients who are about to die ... The more virtuous the relationship may be, the more you can excite him in bed. "
I thought he had a relationship with Lin Sheng, but it seemed ... didn't it seem to be?
We just met strangers on the narrow road and said a few words, and there was nothing to say. After I slightly snapped up, I continued to walk along the trail.
When I passed a trash bin, I took out the business card I had rubbed by my pocket, recorded my mobile phone number into the mobile phone, and then threw the business card.
When he returned to the car, Ran Qingzhuang lowered his back, pillow his arms, opened the roof sunroof, and was in a daze while listening to music.
Seeing that I came back, he sat up, tuned the back of the chair, closed the sunroof, and tuned the music.
"I'm sorry, have you been waiting for a long time?" Said, I tied the seat belt.
"Fortunately, it's not a long time." Ran Qingzhuang launched the vehicle and slowly drove out of the parking space.
I went to my mouth a few times and didn't know how to exit.
Lin Sheng is back, do you want to see him?
I have his contact information. Do you call him to eat?
Can not be done. Lin Sheng has been looking for Xinhuan now. Although Xinhuan doesn't look good, the two are also good. I took the line on this end, wouldn't it be my sin when the marriage was broken?
Don't wait and see ...
Ran Qingzhuang's current status is not suitable for love and love. Moreover, they come to Japan, and they have a lot of time to squander. A few days later, no reunion will not hinder anything.
If you want to understand, your heart is fixed. With the slow music, I fell asleep and fell asleep soon.
The sun hangs in Zhongtian, and the playground is full of warm refueling sounds.
I was sitting in the corner of the auditorium, holding the injured legs and hands, and looking at the long -distance runners who rushed across the finish line from a distance, I was envious.
If I am as powerful as them, so I will not lose so much ...
I lowered my eyes and saw that my knees were still bleeding.
Gently pushed the door of the infirmary, and the smell of a slight disinfection of the potion came.
Ran Qingzhuang leaned against the window and heard the movement back, and a chocolate stick was biting in his mouth.
He had a little careless expression. After seeing my embarrassment, he suddenly changed, throwing the chocolate stick in his hand, and immediately ran over to help me.
"What's the matter with, have you fallen?"
He helped me sit down on the bed, looked at my wrist carefully, and checked the injuries on the knees, saying: "Fortunately, it's all fleshy injuries, not serious. Why are you so careless?" Take the first aid box from the iron cabinet, drag my chair in front of me, and start dealing with the wound for me.
Every time he wiped my wound with a gauze with physiological saline, I couldn't help shrinking my hands, and the pain was distorted.
"I fell down while I was relaying, and I lost our class ..."
Ran Qingzhuang held my wrist firmly and did not allow me to retreat and asked, "Which class did you lose to?"
"Three Class."
"Ha, look at me and wait for you to win back."
He was relaxed, as if he would win if he said, he did not take other participants in his eyes at all.
I can't help but funny: "You win, it's not the score of our class."
"Is the enemy's enemy a friend, do you understand?" He cleaned up the wound, carefully painted iodine with cotton swabs, and then pasted it with band -aid, and then continued to deal with my knees. Do you? Don't touch things if you are not good at, let those who are good at do ... For example, me. "Speaking of the last sentence, he looked up at me and smiled.
The sun is bright and hot in the afternoon, even if it illuminates the skin through glass, it will produce an illusion that seems to be burned for a long time.
I stretched my fingers and asked, "Are you hypoglycemia again?"
"No, it's lazy." He was frank and said, "Someone gave me breakfast every day recently.
My eyelashes trembled, because of pain, my knee was uncontrollably avoided.
Ran Qingzhuang held my knee bend, clamped the leg between his legs, and started a little lighter.
"It's almost, let's bear it again." He blown my wound gently, called Wei Liang's wind with a little pain.
I stared at his drooping eyelashes and asked again, "How do you know it is a girl?"
He heard his words faintly evoke: "Men give me banana milk, red bean bread? Is there any problem?"
He quickly gave me the injury on his knees. At this time, the person outside was just here to let him prepare, saying that the game of one hundred meters was about to start.
He got up and walked out, and walked half of the chocolate stick to me on the table.
"The feeling of eating sweet will get better."
I looked at the back of his departure, until I couldn't look anymore, looking down at the chocolate stick in my arms, and pulled out a piece in my mouth to chew.
So sweet ...
The rich sweetness flows between the lips and teeth, flowing into the limbs, and the five internal organs seem to be simultaneous, immersed, pickled, and the breathing is sweet.
The mood is true ... it feels better.
Chapter 32 Are you really a kid
I suddenly woke up and found that the car had turned off, and I was alone in the car, and Ran Qingzhuang disappeared.
Looking around, the car is parked in an open -air parking lot, and the door of the cemetery can be seen not far away. I got out of the car and walked in aimlessly, and some of my thoughts and memories stayed in my dreams.
It turned out that Ran Qingzhuang really bandaged the wound for me. He also said that he would win the score for me, and gave me a chocolate stick to me. I asked me to feel better ...