"Don't move." Shen Jiaqi frowned and turned away from Wang Donglai's hand, as if she was too serious and didn't notice Wang Donglai's movements.
Next, Wang Donglai did not move again.
This time it was a bold attempt for him, but seeing that he was not successful, he would not continue to persist, otherwise it would be counterproductive.
Kissing a girl depends on the timing and cannot be forced. Especially for a woman with a noble temperament like Shen Jiaqi, you must first arouse the desire in her heart before you can take her down.
"What...are you doing?" A clear and melodious voice came from the staircase in the hall.
Wang Donglai turned around and saw that it was Xu Yating. She was wrapped in a bath towel, wrapping her body tightly.
Shen Jiaqi's pretty face turned slightly red, because Wang Donglai was lying on the sofa at the moment, while she was lowering her head and removing Wang Donglai's stitches. Looking across the sofa, it seemed as if the two of them were doing something ambiguous.
"I'm helping him remove the sutures from the wound." Shen Jiaqi, as expected of Shen Jiaqi, immediately returned to her original state, "What about you? You're still not sleeping so late?"
Xu Yating glanced at Wang Donglai and said angrily: "I just came out to take a look, you...you continue." After saying that, she turned around and ran up to the second floor.
"Okay." Shen Jiaqi put away the scissors and said calmly.
Wang Donglai sat up from the sofa, stretched his muscles, and a smile appeared on his face: "Thank you, you should go back to your room and rest early."
"You don't have to say it." Shen Jiaqi replied with a look of resentment.
Time passed quickly, it was midnight, and the girls in the villa had basically rested. Wang Donglai stretched out, came to the second floor with a smile on his face, and knocked on Xu Yating's door.
After a short while, the door opened a crack. Xu Yating blushed, looked around like a thief, and asked in a low voice: "No one discovered it, right?"
Wang Donglai shook his head.
Xu Yating then pulled Wang Donglai into the room, as if she was going to do something secretive with Wang Donglai tonight.
Seeing Xu Yating's guilty look, Wang Donglai smiled and shook his head.
At this moment, Xu Yating was wearing thick clothes, a pair of jeans, a belt, a white shirt and a jacket.
"Let me warn you first, apart from treating me, if I find out that you have done anything wrong, I, I, I will die for you!" Xu Yating said with a look of fear on her face.
"Don't worry, it's not that serious. You don't have to die in front of me. Just die in front of yourself." Wang Donglai said with contempt.
Whenever he was doing business, Wang Donglai would put away the cynical smile on his face, like now.
He was seen looking at Xu Yating, who was standing there with a nervous look on her face, with a serious expression.
"Lie down on the bed first." Wang Donglai said calmly.
Xu Yating's face turned red and she lay on the bed.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Donglai also climbed up.
"What do you want to do?" Xu Yating immediately asked nervously.
"Don't be nervous, relax." Wang Donglai tried his best to keep his tone softer, with a gentlemanly smile on his face, "Did you take a hot bath just now?"
"Yes." Xu Yating nodded with evasive eyes, and the soft "yes" was like a beautiful moan.
"Okay, let's begin." After speaking, Wang Donglai raised his right hand and stretched out his thumb to press it about an inch below Xu Yating's belly button. "Just say it if it hurts. I want to determine the approximate location of the blood clot."
"It hurts a little here." Xu Yating said shyly.
Wang Donglai nodded and continued to press at a nearby location. Then, when he moved his hand down, almost one centimeter closer to Xu Yating's mysterious triangle, he pressed hard.
"Ah——" Xu Yating let out a shrill scream from the bed.
Wang Donglai quickly covered her mouth and made a gesture to silence her: "Shh, Wang Yiyi's room is next door, be careful not to disturb her."
Xu Yating's pretty face turned red, she nodded obediently, and tears flowed out unconsciously.
"Just now, it hurt so much, like being pricked with a needle." Xu Yating said in a weak voice.
"I know, because I pressed the spot, and as expected, the blood clot was near this location." Wang Donglai said seriously, "Next, take off your pants."
"Ah?" Xu Yating obviously didn't expect to take off her pants and quickly shook her head like a rattle.
"You are wearing jeans, they are too tight and I can't help you."
"No, I'm already taking a big risk by being in the same room with you in the middle of the night. If I take off my pants again, who knows if you will mess around." Xu Yating became quieter as she spoke.
"If I mess around, won't you scream? Wang Yiyi's room is next door, and next door is Chu Xiaoxiao. Opposite them live Shen Jiaxue and Wang Yiyi. If you scream, they will definitely be woken up."
"Then..." Xu Yating thought about it for several minutes.
"Your dysmenorrhea is your problem. I'm kind enough to help you treat it. Not only do you not appreciate it, but you actually doubt my character?" Wang Donglai said angrily, "Forget it, since you are worried, take off half of your pants.
The knees are just fine.”
"Okay, okay..." Xu Yating blushed and finally compromised.
It is really not an easy task for Xu Yating to unbuckle her belt and take off her pants under the gaze of a man.
Wang Donglai also knew her difficulty, turned around and stopped looking at him.
Don't look at Wang Donglai's usual "I'm a gangster" look. He is not a thinking animal. When the critical moment comes, he will never act randomly.
There is an idiom called lust but not lewdness. Wang Donglai has always felt that he is the image spokesperson of this idiom.
"Okay, you, you can turn around now." Behind her, Xu Yating said in a low voice.
Wang Donglai turned around with a calm face, then suddenly lost his composure and his balls ached.
I saw that Xu Yating's underwear was actually a sexy thong.
"I'll go, can you change your underwear to something less sexy?" Wang Donglai said speechlessly, "Isn't this tempting me to commit a crime?"
"Go to hell, I, I all wear this kind of pants." Xu Yating said angrily with her eyes closed.
"I bet you are a T-shaped madman."
"Stop talking nonsense and start quickly." Xu Yating was angry.
At that moment, Wang Donglai stopped talking nonsense and moved his fingers flexibly. First, he gently massaged Xu Yating's abdomen, causing the temperature of her abdomen to gradually increase, so that the blood clots in her body could become softer. Then, he accurately identified the previous
With just a slight press on the position, Xu Yating cried out in pain uncontrollably.
Wang Donglai doesn't understand that kind of heartbreaking pain. Only women with dysmenorrhea can understand it.