The cool night of the stars promise you a lifetime

Song Xingliang was very tired. She never forced herself.

She got up from the carpet and sat on the cushion, her back against the wall and closed her eyes.

It may be that the medicine has passed, and thin night Shen opens his eyes without warning.

He was lying on his back with a silver needle. He turned his head and looked at the little girl by the wall.

When she closed her eyes, she looked clever. The light hit her upturned nose. Her porcelain white cheeks and beautiful cheeks were shrouded in the light, just like a delicate and beautiful doll.

Simple, harmless, let people have a quiet beauty and longing.

When I opened my eyes, the sharp and sharp edge in my bones came out unconsciously.

Mu Yucheng stared at it for a long time.

Song Xingliang's keen sight was trained long ago.

When Bo yeshen stared at her, she felt it.

When she is tired, her mind is empty. If she likes to see it, she won't lose a piece of meat anyway.

When her strength is almost recovered, Bo yeshen is still watching?

Song Xingliang couldn't help frowning. His cold eyes swept thin yeshen, "how long do you want to see?"

She opened her eyes, just in time for the thin dark eyes of the night.

Their eyes met for a moment.

Bo yeshen said with great interest, "I want to see when you install it."

Song Xingliang stared at him with a smile, "I don't have to pull out this needle!"

"Shouldn't the mouse want to experiment with me?" Bo yeshen deliberately provoked her.

Song Xingliang didn't take the move at all. "Yes, I don't care if I'm poisoned."

They quarreled childishly like children.

Ironically, they still enjoy it, but they don't notice it.

But song Xingliang said.

She raised her hand and looked at her watch. When she saw that it was time, she came forward and helped thin yeshen pull out the needle.

"It may hurt a little, you can bear it." Song Xingliang gave Bo yeshen a preventive injection in advance.

Song Xingliang rubbed his two fingers and slowly pulled out the silver needle.

Bo yeshen snorted before he could speak.

"Don't move, hold it." Song Xingliang stuffed a clean towel into thin night's sink mouth, "bite when it hurts."

Thin night sank and moved. Song Xing Liangxin knew that he was unwilling and didn't take care of it anymore.

In the process of pulling out the needle, thin night sank hard, and song Xingliang was not easy.

After pulling out all the needles, Song Xing was sweating all over.

"How does it feel?" she disinfected the silver needle and put it back into the bag.

"Aching all over." Bo yeshen's voice is a little hoarse. The aftertaste of patience has not passed.

Song Xingliang had expected. She went into the bathroom.

Put all the herbs just selected into the bathtub and put hot water.

After the water inside turned yellowish brown, song Xingliang went to the room and called Bo yeshen in, "go in and soak. It'll be all right after running."

Bo yeshen did so. Just as he wanted to take off his pants and go into the bathtub, song Xingliang immediately turned out of the bathroom and helped him close the door.

Song Xingliang doesn't like to see others naked.

The water temperature in the bathtub is appropriate, the temperature is just good, and the whole body is not too thin and heavy at night.

After about an hour, song Xingliang knocked on the bathroom door, and then said loudly, "haven't you fallen asleep? It's time to come out."

Bo yeshen kept awake. He answered song Xingliang and stood up from the bathtub.

The muscles and bones of his body seemed to have been tempered again, stretched out and refreshed him.