Chapter 23 Do you think it’s okay?

"I promise you, I promise you." Zhuyeqing finally couldn't resist Meng Xiaoan's penis rubbing back and forth on her lower abdomen, and couldn't help begging him.

She is a strong woman, but faced with this situation, she still compromised.

Meng Xiaoan laughed loudly: "Okay, I like people like you."

Get off Fujiwara Hide's body, and then carefully examine Zhuye Qing.

"The injury is quite serious. You should have a good rest."

Meng Xiaoan very carefully gave her a few injections.

Zhuyeqing looked at the young man who almost insulted her just now in wonder, and said, "You actually know acupuncture?"

Meng Xiaoan shrugged and said, "What's so strange about this? How do you feel now?"

Zhuye Qing secretly channeled his energy, feeling more energetic and energetic than before, and said: "It's much better."

Meng Xiaoan said: "Fortunately not all the meridians are injured, otherwise you would be disabled."

Zhuyeqing hated and hated this guy. After all, it was impossible to pretend that nothing happened just now.

Meng Xiaoan said: "Don't say you just lied to me."

Zhuyeqing glanced at Meng Xiaoan coldly and said, "I will remember what I said."

Meng Xiaoan was relieved. In fact, he secretly pricked a certain acupuncture point on Zhuyeqing.

This way you can better control the green bamboo leaves.

As long as Zhuyeqing doesn't kill him, he will pull it out for him in the future.

Zhuyeqing is too strong, so Meng Xiaoan has to make such a decision. He doesn't want to die in the hands of a woman.

Zhuye Qing said: "You can go."

Meng Xiaoan said with concern: "Who hurt you? I will avenge you."

Zhu Yeqing sneered: "You? Forget it, you don't need it."

Meng Xiaoan laughed a few times: "Okay, I'll leave first. You can call me when you are free."

Meng Xiaoan walked out of the place where the bamboo leaves were green.

"Hey, I didn't expect that I, Meng Xiaoan, is also a good person, and I can keep my sobriety in the presence of such a beautiful woman."

Meng Xiaoan came to Liang Wei's office.

"Don't mess with me here." Liang Wei said very vigilantly.

Meng Xiaoan said: "I'm not that strong, am I?"

Liang Wei said: "I think you are."

Meng Xiaoan laughed loudly: "Sure, sure, I know, I can do it."

Liang Wei saw Meng Xiaoan sitting there really quietly reading a magazine, smiled, and started working.

A few hours later, Liang Wei took Meng Xiaoan to the cafeteria for dinner.

"The food in the cafeteria is pretty good," Meng Xiaoan said.

Liang Wei said: "That is, when you manage a company, the first thing you don't think of is making money, but caring about your subordinates."

Meng Xiaoan snapped his fingers: "He is indeed a big shot."

Liang Wei said: "Fuck you, you can have it too, just study more."

Meng Xiaoan shook his head and said: "Forget it, I'll just be a playboy."

Liang Wei said: "There is no future."

Meng Xiaoan smiled and said: "You really hope that I can make progress?"

Liang Wei rolled her eyes at him: "Nonsense."

"Okay, I listen to you."

Liang Wei said: "This is my Meng Xiaoan."

"Can we do it tonight?"

"No, I'm going to check on my cousin. She seems to have a cold."

"No, I have a cold on a hot day."

"Well, by the way, you don't want to chase my cousin. Now you can chase her. When she is sick, you can say something nice."

Meng Xiaoan suddenly realized: "Yes, I forgot, Liang Wei, you are really my good wife, come and kiss me, brother."

Liang Wei said: "Fuck you."

"Then if I really go, I'll go in the morning."

"Um."

…

In the morning, Murong Hope did not get up as early as usual. It was almost time to go to work. Meng Xiaoan came to Murong Hope's room.

She was called to work at the door, and after several calls, Murong Xixi opened the door, but she was still wearing her pajamas, hiding through her thin pajamas.

You can see the small snow pills inside.

??Today, Murong Hope looked haggard. He held the door with his hand and said to Meng Xiaoan: "Maybe he has a fever.

Extremely sore and no energy at all."

??Meng Xiaoan touched Murong Hope's forehead with his hand. It was frighteningly hot. Meng Xiaoan hurriedly helped Murong Hope to go in and lie down. He measured it with a thermometer and it was thirty-nine degrees six. The next thing was that Meng Xiaoan reported to the work unit

After asking for leave, he also asked for leave for Murong Hope and helped her to the hospital. When she arrived at the hospital, the doctor diagnosed upper respiratory tract infection and required intravenous drip. After the injection, Meng Xiaoan couldn't help but watch.

Murong Hope was happy. Murong Hope looked at Meng Xiaoan in confusion and asked, "Boy, why are you laughing?" Meng Xiaoan said, "Murong Hope, I didn't expect you to be sick. Then didn't you give me a chance?" Murong Hope also laughed.

, said: "Can't

Really! But it depends on your ability."

After the injection, it was already noon, and Meng Xiaoan helped Murong Hope go home. However, due to illness and weakness, Murong Hope lazily leaned on

Meng Xiaoan was holding Meng Xiaoan's arm like a child, and Xue Wan on the left was pressing tightly on Meng Xiaoan's right arm. Meng Xiaoan's heart began to beat wildly, and she could feel that from then on

The softness on her arms. Today, Murong Hope wore a tight-fitting shirt that highlighted the shape of her breasts. The close-fitting skirt also showed off her slender waist and round buttocks. The slender figure was exposed under the short skirt.

Her calves. Perhaps due to her illness, her skin is fairer.

Smelling the unique womanly smell coming from Murong Hope, Meng Xiaoan's clothes became slightly sluggish, and her walking posture became unnatural. Murong Hope may have also noticed Meng Xiaoan's embarrassment, and pressed on Meng Xiaoan

The snow pill on her arm relaxed slightly, but did not leave completely. Murong Hope lay in bed all day. At night, Murong Hope's fever finally subsided, but she was still weak. Meng Xiaoan placed a pile of quilts behind her back

, making her half-lying and half-sitting, Meng Xiaoan held a bowl and fed her medicine.

?After returning home, Murong Hope changed into pajamas again. From the pajamas, it could be vaguely seen that Murong Hope was not wearing a bra.

The clever snow pill pushed up the pajamas on her chest, and traces of cherries could still be seen, and the outline of her panties could be seen underneath. Murong Hope's look made Meng Xiaoan breathless. "What are you looking at?" Murong Hope said coquettishly.

Meng Xiaoan blushed and quickly looked away.

??Murong Hope looked at Meng Xiaoan like a child. When Meng Xiaoan fed her a mouthful of soup with a spoon, Murong Hope didn't know what she thought of. Suddenly her face turned red and she lowered her head.

??A charming atmosphere lingered between the two of them,

They talked all over the place and had a great time. It is rare to have time and opportunity to have such a good chat. The hands of the clock pointed to ten o'clock in the evening. Meng Xiaoan stood up to leave. Murong Hope grabbed Meng Xiaoan.

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He held Meng Xiaoan's hand and said, "Sit still for a while, and you can help me see if it's still hot!" Then, he picked up Meng Xiaoan's hand.

Put it on her chest. Through a layer of clothes, Meng Xiaoan could still feel the sharpness and softness of Xue Wan. In an instant, Meng Xiaoan understood the needs of the little woman next to him. He looked at Murong Hope full of hope.

On his face, a wave of warmth flowed through Meng Xiaoan's body. Meng Xiaoan also wished to stay with this cousin for a while longer. Murong Xiang's little hand held Meng Xiaoan's hand, and the bursts of warmth and softness from her little hand stirred Meng Xiaoan's emotions.

Heart. Murong Hope stared at Meng Xiaoan, and Meng Xiaoan also looked at her. For a moment, her eyes conveyed the words of her heart. After a while, Murong Hope spoke in a low voice about her loneliness after Jianjian left.

, Murong Hope suddenly lay on Meng Xiaoan, and hugged Meng Xiaoan's neck with both hands. Looking at Murong Hope with tears in her eyes, Meng Xiaoan felt at a loss. In fact, needless to say, Meng Xiaoan also understood the loneliness of a woman without male nourishment.

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??The faint smell of perfume and hospital disinfectant came from Murong Hope's hair, pressing tightly against Meng Xiaoan's chest and abdomen

Even through his clothes, Meng Xiaoan seemed to know the pair of solid and convex snowballs between her.

??Murong Hope clearly felt the changes in Meng Xiaoan's body. He shrank back obviously, and then immediately pressed against it again.

When she came up, she pressed her lower abdomen so hard that Meng Xiaoan's little brother felt pain. She shook slightly, and her whole body

Exuding a strange kind of heat, the delicate voice seemed to come from the distant horizon: "Hold me."

??At this moment, lust defeated reason. In fact, she didn’t need to say that Meng Xiaoan’s hand had already wrapped around Murong Hope’s waist.

The daughter-in-law's hot breath searched Meng Xiaoan's face, and her warm and moist lips finally touched Meng Xiaoan's mouth. It was like a drowning person grabbing hold of her.

Seeking a life-saving straw, Murong Xiang sucked Meng Xiaoan's lips hard, and his moist and greasy slender tongue was entangled with a wisp of mint aroma.
To be continued...