Dark Emperor, your wife is abusing scum again

Chapter 678
Hei Ailin thought that Jing Hong would have to embarrass her, and he was ready to continue the war of resistance, but he turned around and left without saying anything.

Looking at the closed door of the bathroom, Hei Ailin was stunned for a moment, why did he always feel that everything was so strange!
He was so engrossed in thinking, "Kang Dang!", the spoon in Hei Ailin's hand fell into the pot, "Ah! Ouch!" A few drops of hot porridge splashed out and stuck to Hei Ailin's left hand, instantly scalding it It's all red.

Hei Ailin was about to put his hand under the faucet, and rushed, a figure rushed over quickly, before Hei Ailin could react, he felt a coolness in his hand, and the burning pain disappeared slightly.

When she looked up, she saw Jing Hong frowning, carefully pinching her wrist, and showering her hand with cold water.

The morning sun had a warm golden glow, shining on Jing Hong's scattered hair on his forehead, making his face glow with warmth.

Hei Ailin couldn't help but was a little dumbfounded.

"You! What are you doing!" Just as Hei Ailin was in a daze, he suddenly felt something slippery on the back of his hand.

Hei Ailin shuddered, and refocused with a slightly slack focus, and saw Jing Hong licking the burn on the back of her hand.

Jing Hong raised his head, looked at Hei Ailin calmly, and said in a cold voice, "Disinfect for you."

"..." Hei Ailin almost lost his breath, and with a strong flick, he threw his wrist out of Jing Hong's hand.

She trembled, the slippery feeling just now seemed to be still at the tip of her heart, the numb feeling made her forget the burning pain in her hand for a moment.

After a while, Hei Ailin finally came to his senses, turned on the faucet hastily, and flushed the back of his hand again.

Jing Hong didn't say anything, just glanced at the back of Hei Ailin's hand, then stretched out his fingers to touch his lips, and said with a little disgust: "You put on too much hand cream, it smells like milk. .”

"!" Hei Ailin really wanted to escape from here, how could Jing Hong say such shameful words.

But looking at Jing Hong's seriousness as if discussing the good weather today, she really couldn't make a look of horror and shock, it seemed that her thoughts were too dirty.

It's just that Hei Ailin couldn't help complaining in his heart: Do I still have to apologize for putting on hand cream?
Hei Ailin shook her head hastily, shaking her head out of the terrifying thought of being led astray by Jing Hong, she took a deep breath, and suddenly thought of something, just now Jing Hong rushed over very quickly!
Jing Hong stretched out his long arms, hooked Hei Ailin's shoulders, and leaned on Hei Ailin, basically putting all his weight on Hei Ailin's body.

Hei Ailin only felt his legs go limp, and almost fell to his knees on the ground, this Jing Hong is really unkind!

"My leg was hurt and I couldn't move."

That strange feeling surged up again, Hei Ailin didn't know why Jing Hong was injured, but she acquiesced.

Warm and soft to the touch, in the next second Hei Ailin was all thinking about how to move Jing Hong to the sofa, while Jing Hong was silent and all his thoughts were on eating tofu with oil.

With great difficulty, Hei Ailin moved Jing Hong's lump to the sofa, turned over and fell down on the sofa, gasping for breath.

This morning, Hei Ailin was traumatized physically and mentally. Thinking of Jing Hong, who has been injured for a hundred days, if she is really allowed to "serve" here for a hundred days, it would be better to kill her.

(End of this chapter)