Chapter 109

But immediately, his fingers took the ointment from the small bottle, and then gently fell down. The cold touch made her body tremble subconsciously, and then said: "don't... Don't touch me."

"Just a few more, or you'll be sick for two or three days."

Will it take that long? She really didn't know that the ointment was still smearing on her, and the cool feeling made her original pain fade quietly. She bit her lip. Even if she resisted now, he saw it all. How unfair it is. Why is it that she was seen all the time?

After a few more strokes, the man moved his hand, and then got up and got out of bed. He just got up all the time. In late autumn, he tried to cover his hand with his tied hands. Otherwise, she would be ashamed to death.

But don't want to, the man hastily low call, "don't move, I go to get the sanitary pad to you, otherwise, the trousers will also rub on just wipe the ointment."

In late autumn, she felt as if her ears were tinnitus. She must have heard it wrong. How could Leng muxun treat her so well?

But when she had not recovered, a sanitary pad had been handed over, "here, here you are. You'd better use it yourself." There is no blush, there is no unnatural, Leng muxun so big stab of the health pad to her, as if, such a picture between her and him has experienced countless times.

However, such a picture is so strange at the moment.

"You, you turn around." Seeing that he was still standing in front of the bed, she planned to shoot herself on the beach.

Leng muxun turned around and left the room with square steps.

Zhong wanqiu really wants to chase him out and beat him hard, but her skirt hasn't been finished. She can't chase him out. She can't just let him go. "Leng muxun, come back to me." She just told him to turn around, but didn't let him out.

In the corridor came the voice of the man, "what's the matter?"

"Come back." Hurriedly arranged the skirt, she yelled to him outside the door.

There was a low footstep at the door. If she hadn't been listening, she couldn't hear it.

He stood in front of the door, leaning on the lintel. "What's the matter, say it."

"Why be nice to me?" If a man only wants sex with a woman, he just needs to eat dry, wipe clean and lift his legs to leave. He will never do these things for a woman that will give her hope, because this kind of behavior is too intimate, as if he and she have been husband and wife for many years. However, after counting, the number of times they are together is only three.

This figure is absolutely accurate. There is no water in any silk, which makes Zhong wanqiu wonder why Leng muxun is so good to her?

Eyebrows slightly pick, cold muxun light smile, "on a reason."

Looking at his understatement on the answer to her, her heart a jump, "you say, what is the reason?"

"Because you are the mother of poetry and fruit." In fact, last night in the car, he knew where he hurt her, but there was nothing in the car, so he didn't give her the medicine in time. When he came back, he gave it to her, but the woman didn't know how to apply the medicine, so he had to do it himself today.

Her heart trembled, and her mind could not help guessing that he had ointment in his hand, and he was particularly skilled when he just started to apply medicine for her, so had he already applied medicine for many women?

Think of this, suddenly a nausea in the throat, "wow" sound, late autumn straight to the bathroom, she really want to vomit, his fingers also touched other women like this, especially minqiu, there must be.

Is stretched out his hand to pull the bathroom door, behind him, the man carelessly said: "don't tell me you have it again."

This tone of voice swept away the little favor she had for him, and there was nothing left. "Leng muxun, you are disgusting." With that, late autumn rushed into the bathroom, quickly took off a suit of clothes, and then turned on the faucet. When the warm water poured on her hair, she felt that she was going crazy, still nauseous, coughing and spitting out all the things she had just eaten before.

For a long time, she was more comfortable. The shower head was dripping hot water, and there were water drops all over her. Should he go?

Even if she wants to have it, it's not so fast. No one knows whether she has ever had a man better than herself.

Is a man like a passer-by in her life? I can't keep it, such as Xia Jingxuan and Leng muxun.

After washing for a long time, he opened the bathroom door like a cat. The room was quiet and he left.

Late autumn slowly out of the bathroom, the whole body wrapped in a bath towel, while walking to the wardrobe, while thinking of the picture Liu Ruoxin appeared that day, just as she is at the moment.

It's just that there's no other woman here today.

Is that day, as Leng muxun said, all Liu Ruoxin's self directed and self performed drama?

Those, she has no way to research.

Although she was more comfortable after taking a hot bath, she was still in pain. Although it was not a special pain, it made her feel uncomfortable even when she was walking. She didn't know whether she was right or wrong when she just washed the medicine Leng muxun put on her. However, it was her who was suffering now.

On the bedside table, the small bottle of medicine is still there, but it's very eye-catching, which makes it difficult for her to ignore.

Drops of water are dropping. After so many years, even when she was in confinement, she was reluctant to cut her long hair. That is to say, most men like women with long hair, but in fact, women like long hair most.

Maybe, she should put on the ointment by herself. People shouldn't ignore their health.

Barefoot went to the bedside table, but when he was about to pick up the small bottle, a dull, coarse and childish voice came from behind, "Zhong wanqiu, what are you doing?"

Obviously, this is the voice of a child learning from a monster again. It's like Guoguo. The small bottle in his hand subconsciously carries his back behind him, and then turns around, "Guoguo, come out for me, don't play tricks." The sound seemed to come from the cupboard.

"Mommy, it's not fun. You need to find me and let me out again." As soon as Guoguo pushed the cupboard door, he came out unhappily. His little mouth pouted too high. "Mommy, you're not humorous."

"Ha ha, if you scared Mommy, why did you run down by yourself? What about poetry? "

"I won't tell you." Fruit fruit mysterious smile, hand cover lips whispered.

It's just a little action of a child's carelessness, which makes late autumn immediately alert. She looks up and looks around. Suddenly, she sees the velvet curtain in the corner of the window, which seems to have been moved. It's no longer as flat as before. Moreover, she remembers that it's not hanging loosely, but hanging on the hook.

It's so wide and thick that adults can hide behind it. It's a curtain on the ground.

"Come on, let's go upstairs to find some poems. Otherwise, she will be very anxious if she finds you missing."

"Mommy, are you going upstairs dressed like this?" Guoguo was picked up by late autumn and immediately gave her a kiss on the face. At the same time, the little guy said in a low voice: "Shishi is not upstairs, here, and daddy."

"Puchi", wanqiu laughs. It's her own daughter who didn't betray her. "Tell mommy, are they behind the curtain?"

"Mommy, you are so smart." Xiaozui is another kiss, full of adoration, almost did not ask how late autumn guessed, "Mommy, if I don't speak in the cupboard, is it more difficult to find where I hide?"

"Yes, yes." Back to kiss the fruit, the child is most concerned about being recognized, but her little fruit is really smart.

"Guoguo, you are the closest to Mommy. You see, Shishi doesn't care about mommy at all. Mommy will take you out to play, OK?" On purpose, she said it to the poetry behind the curtain.

"Yes, yes, Mommy is the best."

"Do you want to fly a kite?"

"But do we have kites?"

Late autumn blinks, "Mommy will change."

"I don't believe it, Mommy. You're not a magician. How can you change?"

"If you close your eyes, Mommy will change soon."

Guoguo curiously really closed his eyes, but it didn't take a second to steal open a gap, and then pay attention to every move of late autumn. Late autumn goes to Leng muxun's cabinet and angers a person. Is that what he cares about?

She remembers that when she accidentally opened the wardrobe, she found a kite with packaging. However, at that time, she glanced at it casually. Although the kite was in the box, it was obviously unsealed.

The things Leng muxun has been collecting must not be ordinary things. When he opened the cabinet door, he also took out the box holding the kite, a rectangular flat box. Later in autumn, he took it out of the cabinet, and then walked to Guoguo, "Guoguo, open your eyes, look, what is it?"

Guoguo is very cooperative. When she just saw nothing from the small gap, she opened her eyes wide. Then she looked at the long box in late autumn's hand and said, "Mommy, is there a kite in it?"

"Yes, you see, this painting is a kite. It's very beautiful." Said, late autumn will start to open the kite box.

Her hands are not urgent, but she doesn't hesitate at all. Her ears are waiting quietly. The man behind the curtain hasn't responded yet. Maybe she guessed wrong. It's not very important, so it's better. Then she can really play zither with fruit and poetry.