Chapter 7 (2/2)
AI Qianqian is very thin, 1.7 meters tall, 45 kilograms.
However, the place where there should be meat was unambiguous, and the thin waist, like a goblin, seemed to squeeze out water.
AI Qianqian took off the T-shirt and squatted on Ji Tianqi's leg, completely unaware of the situation at this moment---
A slim girl who takes off her coat and only has an I-shaped vest, and an evil man who has lost his lower body, living alone in a parking lot with no one
AI Qianqian, you are really bold!
When AI Qianqian later recalled this scene, he realized what a ”harmonious crime scene” it was
Looking at the woman squatting in front of her eyes, it's like a green rabbit---
The sexy clavicle, the two snow-white plumpness wrapped in the chest, the faint gullies, the natural faint body fragrance, and the wisps of ink that accidentally fall on my face
Qi Tianqi's breathing began to become uneven, and his chest fluctuated violently.
The black eyes of the demons ignite a cluster of unknown flames at the bottom of their eyes, and they become more and more evil, eroding people, as if to devour people's souls
All over, a torrent of hot water swept all over the body in an instant.
……
”Well, come on, I'll take you to the hospital now.”
In front of the long hair suddenly a swing, a burst of fresh shampoo taste across.
AI Qianqian raised his head and said to Vernon Ji, carefully pulling up the man who had been sitting on the ground.
But---
As soon as he looked up, AI Qianqian saw Ji Tianqi's amazing red cheeks, beaded sweat beads on his forehead, and his light brown hair tips were all wet.
AI Qianqian has no idea what happened to Vernon Ji.
He hurried forward, covered his forehead with his warm hands, and asked nervously,
”What's the matter with you? Did you have a fever?! Why are you so red? ”
AI shallow a series of problems, let Ji Tianqi breath in the stomach~~
It's over. He's hotter
……
Vernon Ji rigidly turns his neck and turns his eyes away, but if he looks down, he will not be able to hold it.
At this glance, Vernon Ji saw his thigh that he wanted to be wrapped into zongzi.
See only---
AI Qianqian wrapped the T-shirt she took off around the wound on Vernon's left leg and tied a beautiful bow with two long sleeves
AI Qianqian learned some first aid measures in school.
Ji Tianqi couldn't help but draw his mouth
”This...”
This small injury, compared with the time when he was a child in the dark fire base, was just tickling.
Before Vernon Ji refused his ”zongzi thigh” modeling, he was frightened by AI Qianqian's next sentence.
After living for 20 years, he was still a girl for the first time. He couldn't answer the question. He was the leader of the poisonous tongue sect!
”That what, you... You wrap up the floor... Place... Under you...”
AI Qianqian thinks an egg on her face must be fried immediately.
While turning his head awkwardly, he pointed to a man's bare place. His finger should have been stained with blood when he bandaged the wound for Vernon Ji
Vernon Ji is silent.
AI is embarrassed.
For a moment, the two were staring at each other.