He carefully chose a very loose, fat, seemingly conservative and actually full of temptation "boyfriend" shirt. Ji Qianyu took the clothes into the bathroom.

After taking a shower, she looked at her back for a long time in front of the mirror.

Although I didn't feel anything at all, I looked shocking!

"So ugly!"

But compared to being ruined by such disgusting people, she would rather have this scar! Compared with the wounds on her heart, the wounds on her body will always be lighter!

After putting her hair on and putting on her clothes, she deliberately buttoned the button in the wrong position, pulled the collar down, and then put her hair in front of her to cover up some spring light. She got up and walked out the door.

After a long time of emotion brewing at the door, she lowered her head and pulled open the door.

When she walked out, she realized that the room was too quiet. She raised her eyes and saw that it was empty: It was a waste of her feelings.

At this moment, a voice vaguely heard from the corridor. Ji Qianyu was slightly stunned: Are you busy going out?

Very annoying!

After standing there for a moment, she climbed onto the bed in a daze.

Outside the door, he went to the study room, answered another phone call, and after he finished speaking, Feng Yiting went back to the house. As soon as he entered the door, his cell phone rang again. While he was talking, he took off his pajamas and pointed to the direction of the bathroom.

"Well, that slippery head, I must have a good idea... Okay, let's talk about these things tomorrow! What I want now is quiet..."

Watching Feng Yiting enter the bathroom, Ji Qianyu played with the hanging strand of hair and began to brew emotions again.

When Feng Yiting came out, she had already held a transparent white bottle in her hand. Just as she was about to make a sound, Feng Yiting's cell phone answered the phone first:

"It's me! Say~"

A mood was poured with cold water again, Ji Qianyu was so annoyed: Is there any ending, and the emotions were all brewing!

Melancholy ~

After grabbing her hair, she was at a loss and lifted the quilt again: Forget it, go take a shower again! Impressive!

Listening to the report, Feng Yiting still captured her movements from the corner of his eyes, especially when the sound of running water came, his brows were obviously furrowing.

This phone call lasted a long time. When Ji Qianyu came out, Feng Yiting stood aside and almost moved his position. Seeing his brows deeply, she thought something had happened, so she automatically gave up the test plan.

Forget it, he is busy, just go to bed and don’t make things difficult for him! Try again another day!

As she thought about it, she ran to the bedside with a rush. She was relieved and she was also relieved.

As soon as she pulled open the quilt, Ji Qianyu found that the ends of her hair were damp and she was about to go to bed. She stood up again, turned around and walked towards the bathroom.

Capturing her movements, Feng Yiting quickly called: "Okay, you can do it!"

With a few big strides, she grabbed her wrist: "Yu'er!"

With one hand wrapped around her, Feng Yiting's voice softened several levels: "It's already very clean, don't wash it!"

Well?

Actually, she wants to blow her hair!

He was stunned and felt his breath in his ears. A flash of inspiration. Ji Qianyu lowered his eyes slightly, blinked his long eyelashes, and pursed his lips: It's just right! Then continue!

After straightening her body, Feng Yiting said, "The scab has not fallen yet, so I can't wash it too frequently! Didn't you ask me to help you with medicine?"

Hugging her, Feng Yiting pushed her onto the bed and pulled her into the quilt: "Is that right?"

Seeing her nodding, Feng Yiting took the small bottle on the table. Because her injuries were mostly on her back, she walked around and returned to the bed before slowly pulling towards her shirt.

Although the collar is big, the buttons still need to be unbuttoned. As soon as she pulled her body back, Feng Yiting couldn't help but smile: "Look at you~ I'm so big but the buttons are tied wrongly!"

Originally, I just had to untie the two on it, but because Ji Qianyu was wrong, the clothes were semi-glossy and silky. The seal and the watery clothes were flowing, and the fingertips of the clothes were spread out without control in an instant.

At first, he didn't have much thought, but as soon as his eyes fell, the shallow warmth and strong visual impact, Feng Yiting's stiff body suddenly seemed to explode. He quickly turned her body sideways and half-tuned his sight:

Damn it! How could he have evil thoughts at this time?

A little anxiously, Feng Yiting pressed the ointment for a long time, and when his hands fell on her back, his forehead was almost sweating, but when he saw the traces of hurt on her body, he instantly felt like a basin of cold water was poured down, and his fists couldn't help but clenched a few times:

That beast! He actually beat her like this!

Suddenly, a strong sense of hatred arose in Feng Yiting's eyes! He wished he could tear the scum into pieces!

Obviously feeling the force behind him was a little out of control from time to time, Ji Qianyu vaguely felt that he cared very much!

The little hand hidden in the quilt clenched slightly unconsciously!

Soon, the clothes were pulled back, and a soft voice came from behind him again: "Is there any injury?"

Suddenly he came back to his senses and remembered something, Ji Qianyu turned around and faced him, raised his hand, pointed to his arm. He pulled up her little hand, Feng Yiting rolled up his sleeves, but his eyes didn't know where to go:

Her clothes, worn, are more tempting than not wearing them!

Especially under the soft light, the faint beauty, coupled with my pitiful weakness at this time, hooked his fragile nerves and stimulated his desire to protect to the extreme.

She tried her best to keep the gaze coil on her arm. Feng Yiting really didn't even dare to look at her. She couldn't tell what kind of emotion he was in the reaction. When Feng Yiting's hand fell down again, she screamed deliberately, shrank her hand and deliberately made a big move to fall off the bed:

“Ah~”

"careful!"

He hooked her and his body staggered, but Feng Yiting was half pressing on her: "I'm sorry, I didn't control my strength! Did you hurt you?"

Pulling her up, he subconsciously wanted to see her arm, but the two of them pulled each other and instantly they bumped into each other. Their bodies were extremely close. Feng Yiting's breathing became more intense. He unconsciously turned his head to avoid it, but Ji Qianyu deliberately crashed into his arms and lit a few small fires on him intentionally or unintentionally.

Nearly conditioned reflexively, Feng Yiting pushed her away.

A deep sadness, Ji Qianyu didn't have to brew emotions this time, and he pulled his clothes and was about to cry:

"Do you dislike me very much? I know I look like this-"

Very ugly! Or very dirty?

Men still care about right and wrong! Although her scars are temporary, she has no other men—
Chapter completed!