Mr. Lu's family's act of being a demon

Chapter 90 Checking the Injury

Thinking of this, Lu Ming just got into the thin quilt and lay down quietly, resting for a while.

Suddenly, Jing Yiren next to him was dreaming from time to time, rolled over and leaned against him, and wrapped his arms and legs like octopus-like hands and feet together.

"..." Lu Ming's body froze obviously.

Surrounded by Jing Yiren's smell, and the corners of her wet skirt were slightly wet and cold.

For a moment, Lu Ming's chest was suffocated, and he missed a beat.

Lu Ming slowly turned his head to look at Jing Yiren, she was sleeping soundly, with a beautiful face in front of him.

We are so close to each other that we can feel each other's breath.

"..." Lu Ming stared at her for a long time with deep eyes, his throat sliding up and down.

After a while, as if he had made some decision, he closed his eyes cruelly, shook off her hand, kicked her leg away, and turned his back to her.

Lu Ming's strength was a bit fierce, and Jing Yiren was thrown awake, waking her up.

Jing Yiren rubbed Song Xing's eyes inexplicably.

He didn't come back to his senses for a while, and stared blankly at Lu Ming's back and the strange environment around him.

When she regained her senses, she was so startled that she subconsciously sat up suddenly, and threw off the quilt with a bang.

See how well you are dressed.

But there was a man next to her with his back turned to her.

"..." Jing Yiren stretched her neck nervously to see who the man next to him was?

When she saw the handsome side of the other party, she breathed a sigh of relief, and put her heart back into her stomach.

Jing Yiren stretched out her small hand to support Lu Ming's arm and turned him over to lie flat.

"Lu Ming, are you asleep?"

"..." Lu Mingjing closed his eyes, lying flat and motionless.

While talking, Jing Yiren looked around for Lu Ming's clothes, but didn't see any clothes.

Withdrawing his gaze and returning to her, he actually slept so dead?

I scanned the room and didn't know what it was!
Suddenly, Jing Yiren's eyes fell on Lu Ming's waist, thinking about Lu Ming's burn a few days ago.

Thinking of Jing Yiren, he took a quick peek at Lu Ming's face, saw that his eyes were closed and did not wake up, and quietly stretched out his hand.

Lu Ming didn't allow her to look at it last time, but today she must see if the injury is healed?

Thinking of Jing Yiren held her breath, fluffy stretched out her little hand.

Suddenly Lu Ming moved a little, Jing Yiren hurriedly withdrew his small hand in shock, and took a peek at Lu Ming again, seeing that he didn't show signs of waking up, raised his arm again and stretched out his hand.

She successfully landed on his bath towel with a pair of small hands, and when she was about to tear off the bath towel, a cold warning voice came from above her head: "What are you going to do?"

"..." Jing Yiren slowly raised her eyes and smiled at Lu Ming as a matter of course: "Lu Ming, let me see your injury.!"

"..." Lu Ming's face darkened, and he ordered coldly: "I'm not hurt, take your hand away!"

Following Lu Ming, he sat up and leaned against the head of the bed, holding the edge of the towel with one hand to prevent her from tearing it off suddenly.

"..." Jing Yiren still didn't move his hands away, tightly grasping the towel around his waist.

"Lu Ming! The injury will get worse if you don't watch it."

Jing Yiren frowned in confusion, stared blankly at Lu Ming, and suddenly thought of something...

"Are you... actually... sick?"

In his cerebellum, he thought that Lu Ming often drank such bitter medicine.

"..." Lu Ming stared at her with deep and cold eyes without any response.

Seeing that Lu Ming didn't make a sound, Jing Yiren thought that he might have a hidden disease, so he was embarrassed to say.

(End of this chapter)