Chapter 571: Having a fever is not a fit of anger (6)
"I advise you to straighten your wig before arresting her. A section of your black hair is exposed, and your false eyelashes are about to fall off."
Don't fail to catch someone raped, and be captured as a pervert first.
Shen Qianru was completely messy. She held down her wig with one hand and blocked her eyes with the other. The patients and nurses walking in the corridor also paid attention to her after hearing this.
Shen Qianru gritted her teeth, shrank her head and walked away dejectedly.
Sofeya looked at the shadow, shrugged, and continued to take out his phone and play the game.[
In the next room, the nurses changed the ward for Su Mumu with simple help and then left.
Jian Yi stood beside the bed and looked at the bed quietly
Thinking of the woman's tone, he smiled softly. Sure enough, it was a good benefit to have a relative who was deeply involved.
He thought about it and slid his fingers down his cheek.
Su Mumu was sleeping soundly, and such gentle caressing movements did not have any impact on her. Maybe she was really tired, or maybe she was really confused from the fever.
Jian Yan's eyes also had a thick blackish complexion. She didn't sleep well, so why didn't he?
His fingers stopped on the dry, scarlet lips, he blinked slightly and retracted his hand.
I poured a glass of water next to the bed, took a sip, and leaned forward to put it to that dry little mouth.
As if feeling his taste, or feeling the sweetness of the water, Su Mumu opened her lips spontaneously, and the warm water dripped into her mouth and went down her dry throat, moistening the pain.
Jian Yan looked at her natural reaction, smiled softly, and tapped the tip of her nose lovingly:
"Little girl!"
He continued to use his lips as a vessel to fill the water with water, feeding the woman who seemed to be thirsty for several lifetimes.
How long had it been since the two of them had been so intimate, but now one of them was seriously ill, and half a glass of water went into the little woman's mouth.
But he was unwilling to let go of those lips. No matter whether he was bullying the patient or a beast, he was just greedy for her taste, wanted to kiss her well, and even wanted to love her fiercely.
The deft and domineering tongue pried open the teeth and rolled in, entangled with the quiet lilac tongue, from gentle teasing to rough stirring.
The sleeping woman's aura became a little unstable, and her already dazed head was stirred awake. She opened her eyes slightly, and her eyes were still covered with a layer of mist. When she saw the man in front of her, she was a little surprised.
When Jian Yan saw him waking up, she increased her strength even more unscrupulously. With one hand, she held her wrist that was on the IV to prevent her from moving. The other hand had already slipped into the quilt and wandered along her waistline, finding her sensitivity smoothly. point.
"Well... Jane..."
Su Mumu tried to spread her lips. She knew that she was still sick, and such dependence on words would be contagious.[
However, her intentions were easily seen by the man on top of her, and he continued to pursue her lips without allowing her to escape.
The breath she exhaled was still a little hot, but it couldn't heat the spiritual tongue that was licking her mouth.
Chapter completed!