Seeing Lin Xiaoming finishing his carefully prepared pork waist, Zhong Wuyan's heart finally fell into her stomach!
Obedient slack is an addictive thing. After getting addicted, you can only eat it all the time. You will always enjoy it. However, after you cut off your offering, you will be worse than death!
This poison is no better than ordinary food products. After being addicted, even if you have the will of steel, it is impossible to quit!
From then on, whether Lin Xiaoming is willing or not, he must become Zhong Wuyan's captive and be controlled by her.
Seeing that Lin Xiaoming was so easy, Zhong Wuyan suddenly felt a little regretful. If she was not merciful at the beginning and thought that obedient slack would cause too much harm to the human body, Lin Xiaoming would have had a meal at Gao Fugui's house for the first time.
If you choose to use it decisively, why do you lose your virginity in vain?
Being soft-hearted to the enemy is indeed cruel to yourself!
When Zhong Wuyan thought this way, she couldn't help but sigh silently, and then comforted herself that things had happened, and that the chastity body was lost, and it would be useless to struggle with it. As long as she could finally take him down.
, keep him in your hands, that's a good result.
If it is an ordinary villain, I'm afraid I'll be so proud now. Those who can't survive for three episodes will even say impatiently on the spot: You're done, after eating the pork waist, you'll fall into my hands. There's a Tongtian
Even my ability can't be revealed!
Zhong Wuyan has lived so many episodes, so she is naturally not the kind of villain with a owed IQ. Although she is happy in her heart, she is calm on the surface. Instead, she shows her false enthusiasm and picks up food for Lin Xiaoming and Song Zhien.
He really became a maid.
After lunch, Lin Xiaoming continued to lie back on the bed to recuperate.
However, after eating and drinking, they will immediately turn into pigs, which is obviously not conducive to their health. Lin Xiaoming took out his cell phone and sent a message in the most honest youth group, "Redshen, Bricks, are you okay?"
Feilong was the first to reply to the message, "I'm not very good. I have a broken calf. I'm hanging on the bed now and can't move!"
Yang Wei also replied to the message, "I'm not very good either. I have three broken ribs, and I'm even breathing pain now."
Fan Ren gave a string of bitter expressions, "I am more serious than both of them. I have fractures all over my body and internal organs. I have been damaged so much that I doubt my life."
Lin Xiaoming waited for a long time, but he didn't see Daini and Zhaomei reply. He couldn't help but send a message, "Where is Daini and Zhaomei?"
"Both Zhaomei and Daini are nothing. They just suffered some skin trauma and were taking care of us in the hospital!"
"They are going to get food for us now, so I guess they don't have time to check their phones!"
“…”
Lin Xiaoming breathed a sigh of relief when he learned that the two girls were fine and sent a message, "Thank you all this time, you can rest assured to recover from your injuries, and I will reward you according to your merits!"
Feilong rushed to speak, "It is not only about merit and merit, but also about injury and merit!"
Lin Xiaoming answered readily, "No problem, you all have to get better as soon as possible."
At this time, Daini finally spoke in the group, "Doctor Lin, how are you doing? Are you okay?"
Although the two had secretly hooked up and became a gangster, and they were as loving as a paintblock, Daini sometimes called Lin Xiaoming his brother and sometimes called him a bad brother, but in public, she always only called him Dr. Lin.
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Lin Xiaoming replied, "Fortunately, I was a little injured and was lying on the bed now!"
Daini hurriedly asked, "Is it serious?"
Seriously, he vomited several mouthfuls of blood and was almost dead... If it were private, Lin Xiaoming would naturally act like a spoiled person to her, but in the group he could only pretend to be fine, "A little bit of injury, lie down for a few days
alright!"
While chatting, Song Zhien knocked on the door from outside and came in.
Lin Xiaoming smiled at her gently, "Didn't you go to bed?"
"I've been sleeping for a long time!" Song Zhien shook his head, took off his shoes when he came to the bed, lay next to him, and snuggled beside him like a obedient kitten.
Only by staying by his side can she feel safe and relaxed.
Lin Xiaoming raised his cell phone, "I was chatting with Feilong and the others, saying that I would give them a reward for their merits."
Song Zhien nodded quickly, "It is true that they rescued me by trying their best last night. Several people were injured. You must reward them well."
Lin Xiaoming gently stroked her black and slender hair, "Well, I will!"
Song Zhien leaned in with a soft touch, obviously making it easier for him to touch. At the same time, he also asked, "Xiao Ming, how does it hurt on your body now?"
Internal injuries are an abstract thing. People who do not know martial arts cannot empathize with it, and naturally they will not understand it!
Lin Xiaoming shook his head slightly, "There is no pain, it's just a tightness in his chest, and he feels that his breathing is not so smooth!"
Song Zhien then stretched out his soft little hand and gently stroked his chest up and down, hoping that this would make his breathing smoother.
Although doing so did not help Lin Xiaoming's injury at all, he still felt very comfortable and even felt a little distracted.
It was when you were thick and I was thick that the door was gently pushed open. Zhong Wuyan came in with a tray from outside, with a pot of tea and tea cups that had just been brewed.
Seeing Lin Xiaoming and Song Zhien snuggling on the bed, feeling so loving, Zhong Wuyan suddenly felt that she was not very beautiful!
I really let her express her thoughts in one sentence, that is: all the mandarin ducks drowned, and all the ones who flew together and fell to death!
Song Zhien was obviously shameless. When he saw Zhong Wuyan coming in, he didn't bother with Lin Xiaoming's anymore and sat up from the bed.
Lin Xiaoming came in without knocking on Zhong Wuyan's door. Song Zhien was a little panicked, so he frowned slightly.
This time the two of them just leaned together and didn't do anything, that's fine. But what if they were doing something shameful every time?
Who is embarrassed if you break in directly like this?
Lin Xiaoming reminded him a little unhappy, "Sister Wuyan, please knock on the door next time you enter my room."
Do you mean to blame me for being rude? OK, when you have to leave, I want you to kneel down and beg me, don't blame me for being too much... Zhong Wuyan thought about it hatefully, but she agreed to be wise.
, "Okay, I get it!"
Seeing that she was still standing aside after putting down the tray, Lin Xiaoming seemed to be trying to be a loving audience who watched him and Song Zhien perform love, he couldn't help asking, "Sister Wuyan, do you have something to do?"
The reason why Zhong Wuyan came in was to serve tea and water was just superficial. Her real purpose was to see what Lin Xiaoming reacted after eating the obedient disposal.
The ancestor said that after taking this poison, people will feel as fluttering as gods and are so excited. This is the first time Zhong Wuyan uses this poison, so I want to know how to get excited about Lin Xiaoming!
"It's nothing, I just want to ask you, since you don't want to go to the hospital, do you want me to go out and buy you some medicine?"
"Need not!"
"Is it really not necessary?"
"I have medicine myself, which is better than the ones outside."
Lin Xiaoming came out of his home this time and prepared well. The Jinchuang medicine specializing in treating internal injuries will naturally not fall. Of course, the efficacy is definitely not as good as that of the medicine bath!
While Zhong Wuyan was speaking, she kept observing Lin Xiaoming's condition carefully, but found that his eyes were a little red, and she seemed to be a little excited, although it was not particularly obvious.
If you look at it this way, obedient slack seems to have an effect, but the effect is not enough.
OK, I will go to the supermarket to buy a pork loin later and continue to make it for you tonight!
"Okay, I won't bother you anymore!" Zhong Wuyan said and walked out, but before leaving the door, she did not forget to remind him, "Xiao Ming, if you are injured now, it's best to stay in bed and rest, and don't do anything
Exercise vigorously, otherwise it will make things worse.”
Lin Xiaoming smiled bitterly and said to myself that I am a three-year-old child. Can you remind me?
Zhong Wuyan said again, "If there is really something to do, can you call me?"
Lin Xiaoming: “…”
After she went out, Lin Xiaoming waved to Song Zhien, obviously asking her to lie down and continue to caress his chest.
Song Zhien set a distance from him, and playedfully stretched out his little tongue and shook his head.
Lin Xiaoming looked at her in confusion, "What's wrong?"
Song Zhien pointed to the door, "Didn't you hear what Sister Wuyan said just now?"
Lin Xiaoming nodded, "I heard it!"
Song Zhien pointed at him and pointed at himself, "Then we can't get tired of being together anymore!"
Lin Xiaoming asked in confusion, "Why?"
Song Zhien's voice fell, "If you can't help it, it will make things worse. You just..."
Lin Xiaoming smiled, "I can hold it back!"
Song Zhien's face was a little hot and his voice was even lower, "But, I can't!"