Chapter 591 says, how can you get rid of it?

The warm season raised his hand and hit him again. The man held her wrist directly this time.

"Look at your posture, are you going to use all the energy and strength of the rest of your life to beat me?" The man’s voice was light and faint, and there was no such violent feeling as her. The wind was so light that it was only Asking her what she wants to eat tomorrow is as simple as that.

The warmth of the lips is trembled, but I can't speak. For a long time, I still squeezed out the words: "You are terrible..."

Ink depth of the lips slightly: "I am when you are complimenting?"

She jerked away from the beginning, and refused to look at the man's maddening smile.

She never imagined that all the experiences she had experienced in the past three years, struggles, changes, and growth, were all under his control. She thought that she had already soared, but later she actually had the line he was holding.

The man touched her hair gently, such as appeasement, and screamed at her top: "Oh, no, no, I think your strength should be almost consumed."

I was really told by him.

The warm season just didn't know where it broke out. He played crazy for him for a long time, and most of his strength was spent on the pillow.

Her arms could not be lifted at this moment.

"No trouble?" The man asked.

The season is warm and the eyes are turned to the beginning: "No effort."

The answer is ambiguous, but the general meaning is that if she still has the strength, maybe she will beat him.

The man smiled and patted her on the head like a child. Then she let go of her, got up, and glanced at the hair and some sweat stains that were warm on the forehead, saying: "It’s going to fall for a while." It doesn't work, at least it's finally tossing out this sweat, and it's time to fall back."

The season was warm, and I raised my hand and touched it on my head. It really sweated.

The season warmed over the bed and turned over, closing your eyes and taking a break.

Seeing her getting more and more sweat at this moment, the burning may be really retreating, and Mo Jingshen turned into the bathroom and gave her a bath.

A few minutes later, the man came out and saw the warmth of the season still lying in the middle of the bed with his eyes closed. He did not have a pillow, but he was lying so quietly, obviously not falling asleep.

"After a while, after sweating, go to take a bath and the water is ready."

If the season is warm and ignores the depth of the ink, it will remain in bed.

She did not sleep. When she was squatting in the bathroom, she looked at the window with her eyes open. When she heard that he was out, she closed her eyes again.

The body kept sweating for a while, and the pajamas that had just been forcibly replaced by men were soaked in sweat for a moment. I don’t know how serious it was when she burned this day, and finally sweated. The result is so much.

Seeing the little woman sweating and lying as if she was pitiful, Mo Jing went over and handed it on her sweaty forehead, and touched her flushed face.

The warmth did not move, and he did not avoid his hand. He just opened his eyes and looked out the window. Why didn't he look at him?

The temper is quite big.

Ink deep and low: "I am holding you to wash?"

She still doesn't move, and her face is deeper, and she doesn't want to see him.

The man picked up the electronic thermometer at the bed and helped her measure the body temperature. After sweating, the body temperature dropped a lot. Now it is only thirty-seven degrees.

He put down the thermometer, and the long arm directly took the woman out of the bed because of sweating. The warm season had not yet had time to earn, and the man had already been sitting on the bed by the man: "The temper should also be divided. time."

He didn't want to talk to him in the warm season. He didn't want to talk to him. He looked angry when he looked at him.

Seeing that her face is not matched, Mo Jingshen did not let go of her, and sat down on her own legs without hesitation. She circled her whole body in her arms, and the man’s head warmed up at the top of the season. Low and low voice: "Say, how can you get rid of it?"

The warm season can't tell if you are angry or what, just there are many things that can't be digested at one time.

But all this he never told her, always concealed, and every conscious or unconscious decision and behavior of her seems to be expected by him.

At this moment, she did not have much strength to earn with him, but he was held in his arms. She looked up and saw that the man always looked calm and indifferent, as if he was right, no matter what he did, it seemed to be everything. In his expectation, including every emotion of her, she is now like a temperamental little woman who is ignorant, and the whole person is blasting in his arms.

"Ink deep, have you thought about my feelings?"

The man's arm on her body did not move, and the dark eyes stared at her. The faint road said: "I thought about it, and I know that you will have a temper, so you didn't see me, I have been accommodating? Let's vent?"

(End of this chapter)