Rich and young love: wife, your son is lost

"Really? You don't know, Brother Yi is very careful. If I say something wrong, he will definitely not believe it. Now, Yoyo and him just lack opportunities."

"Fool, no matter how careful a man is, his IQ will drop unconsciously when he meets the person he loves."

Shen Yiren blinked her innocent eyes, "Are you talking about you?"

Being caught in the center, Gong Jincheng coughed nonchalantly, and changed the subject, "The conditions in that ward are too bad, I have endured it for several days without taking a shower, hurry up and help clean it, it stinks even to my stomach Can't fall asleep."

The environment of this five-star hotel is still very good.

Shen Yiren carefully took off his clothes and trousers. His face was already red like a shrimp. It was really a test. He had taken off his clothes before, but the feeling was really different from now.

Now it is a complex emotion of shyness, sweetness, joy and distress.

In addition to the big wound on the left arm, there are also wounds on the back and the side of the waist, but it is much better than the one on the left arm, and all of them have scabs.

Someone Shen frowned, feeling distressed, "Didn't you say that the wound should not touch water? It's not easy to clean."

"Well, it's really uncomfortable."

Shen Yiren knew that he always liked to be clean and didn't like the smell of sweat, so he thought for a while, "I'll wipe you with a wet towel, and use the shower to clean the ones that are not injured underneath, what do you think?"

"Just say yes." He handed himself over to her without reservation.

Shen Yiren pursed her lips, fetched a bucket of hot water, and cleaned him very carefully.

As for some discomfort in the middle, she decided to ignore it.

The air conditioner in the room was turned on very strongly, and he walked out with a bath towel tied on.

The bare chest was extraordinarily smooth under the light, and Shen Yiren's face turned red. It was obviously a very spacious room, but she just felt so oppressed.

She was warm all over, she reached out and grabbed the remote control of the air conditioner, looked up and saw his bare chest, and gave up the idea of ​​lowering the temperature.

Gong Jincheng took her shy expression into his eyes bit by bit, his heart moved, and he sat down beside her as if nothing had happened.

Shen Yiren's heart was pounding, and she always had the illusion that something was going to happen.

She was annoyed that her thoughts were too impure, and Gong Jincheng was still injured, so what would happen.

However, is it really okay for the two of them to be together like this?

She was skeptical.

A hand suddenly reached out and held hers. When she raised her eyes, his hand was huge, holding and wrapping her whole body. It was very warm and comfortable.

She lowered her eyes, "That..."

"It's getting late..."

Gong Jincheng raised his eyebrows, "Yeah, it's getting late, we should go to bed."

Shen Yiren's heart was beating wildly, all the lights became so dim in an instant, she only felt a burst of hot sweat in her palms, and she couldn't help but fell down on the big bed that made her blush and heartbeat.

She let out a low cry, but her whole body seemed to be drugged-like powerless.

With him beside him, his hot body, the two of them pressed together, she only felt dry mouth.

Calm down, calm down!

Be pure in thought!

She silently recited "Purity and Purity" a hundred times in her heart, and at the end, she finally calmed down.

But in the next second, someone suddenly moved, and then his body was heavy, and he was lying on her body.

She was so frightened that her whole body became stiff and her voice stammered, "Gong, Gong Jincheng, what are you doing?"