波多野结衣 家庭教师

"Don't move." Sheng Yeling presses the woman under her body so hard that she can't move any more under her own body.

See no way to break away, Xia Xing orange at this time would like to find a seam to drill in, the whole face rose red.

The white skin on Xia Xing orange's back was full of red marks, which seemed to have been scratched by his strength. Some of them had broken their skin, showing traces of blood and scabs. They looked very ferocious.

When he just argued with Xia Xingyan, a woman who didn't pay attention was bullied by Xia Xingyan. Now there is only guilt and heartache in his heart.

Xia Xingyan is so cruel to his sister. It seems that he should teach her a good lesson.

Sheng Yeling thought about it in his heart. The movements on his hands were gentle, and he tried not to hurt Xia Xingcheng.

But even so, Xia Xingcheng still has a slight twitch on his back, but he buries his head dead in the pillow and doesn't let himself shout.

Sheng Yeling has a panoramic view of Xia Xingcheng's performance. He secretly admires Xia Xingcheng's endurance and strength.

Of course, he understood that some of Xia Xingcheng's wounds had begun to become inflamed. At this time, he was in contact with his ointment, which would be painful.

It seems that Xia Xingcheng is really stronger than she thought. Even though she has experienced many painful things in recent days, she still hasn't complained about any injustice.

On the contrary, she still keeps her original appearance to face all this.

The tingling feeling on the back gradually disappeared, replaced by the cold feeling of ice. Xia Xingcheng felt a lot better, which gradually began to take off the vigilance to Sheng Yeling. His heart was still complex.

"Is it still painful?"

Sheng Yeling's voice came from behind. He couldn't hear his emotions, but only he knew that he was suppressing his emotions, because he somehow began to love such Xia Xingcheng.

Xia Xing orange shrank in his shell without looking up: "it doesn't hurt anymore."

Her voice is stuffy. At this time, she listens to Sheng yeting's ears, but she always feels a little aggrieved.

Sheng Yeling thought that she was in severe pain, and the movements on her hands were more gentle: "good, soon."

Such a coaxing gesture even after he said it was a little stupefied, but it was covered up by him very well.

"Good."

Xia Xingcheng is very glad that her face is buried in the pillow at this time. Sheng Yeling can't see her expression. Otherwise, she thinks that Sheng Yeling will make fun of her like this.

Because she was shy, even a little nervous.

After a while, Sheng Yeling applied all the ointment. He was afraid that Xia Xingcheng could not sleep well in the night, so he rubbed the ointment off. He also carefully wrapped Xia Xingcheng with gauze to let go. He seemed very satisfied with his masterpiece.

"Well, don't move. "Sheng Yeling releases his grip on Xia Xingcheng.

Feeling that his back is much better, Xia Xingcheng gets up free and puts on the bath towel. Although he is shy, he still says to Sheng Yeling, "thank you."

Xia Xingcheng doesn't know why she doesn't dare to look at Sheng Yeling any more. She has a strange feeling in her heart, which takes root in her heart and blooms unconsciously.

"But how do you know?"

Xia Xing orange settled her mind and asked, can't she remember that he shengyeting said he was hurt? How could he know?

Sheng Yeling's complexion flashed by and put the rest of the ointment away. Then he looked at Xia Xingcheng and said, "you were pushed by her. Although you stood up soon, I saw you frown."

"I thought you would talk to me when you came back, but now you still don't have this plan."

"In this case, I'm afraid that next time you die outside, no one will find out." Sheng Yeling takes a look at Xia Xingcheng, who has already understood.

Xia Xingcheng can't help being embarrassed, but he stares at Sheng Yeling fiercely on his face and quickly interrupts his words "I know."

Sometimes she really wondered if Sheng Yeling was sent by God to annoy her, or why she always wanted to destroy him after she had a little favor with him?

Sheng Yeling saw everything from the bottom of his eyes. He felt happy inside. He was lying on the other side of the orange bed of Xia Xing.

"It's so late. Have a rest earlier."

Sheng Yeling said naturally, quite different from the cold and merciless look of the day.

Sheng Yeling directly pulls Xia Xing orange, who is still sitting beside the bed, into his arms and holds it: "this is my home."

"So you sleep in my room." Sheng Yeling added.Xia Xingcheng suddenly felt that the first two were big, and let her sleep in the same room with Sheng yeting. She was not used to how to sleep.

"I'm injured now. I'd better go to another room to sleep. After all, your family is so big." Xia Xing orange tries to speak.

However, there is no doubt about the attitude of seeing Sheng Yeling, who has closed his eyes and started to rest. Xia Xingcheng's face is in a dilemma and wants to talk.

For a long time, Xia Xingcheng didn't feel sleepy at all. She got up trembling and tried to break away from Sheng Yeling's arms.

"If you're moving, I'm not sure what's going to happen next that I can't control."

Sheng Yeling didn't open his eyes. His voice came from the top of Xia Xingcheng's head. It was full of anger and threat.

Xia Xingcheng's struggling hand paused for a while, and he weighed it in his heart. Thinking of Sheng Yeling's means of doing things, he immediately dared not move, so he had to obediently let Sheng Yeling hold him.

Sheng Yeling was satisfied. He took a sip at the corner of his mouth, which seemed to be smiling.

He moved his body and hugged Xia Xingcheng tighter. He didn't touch Xia Xingcheng's wound deliberately. He felt that the man in his arms was obedient a lot, which made him sleep happily.

At first, Xia Xingcheng was very nervous in Sheng Yeling's arms. All kinds of things happened on this day and her vigilance to Sheng Yeling made her feel headache and difficult to sleep. But with the sound of even breath from the man behind her and his warm arms, she felt very relieved. Xia Xingcheng was a rare one, and she slept very well this night.

Even she didn't know what kind of feeling she should have for Sheng Yeling now, because she was moved and fell in love with her, or had she already fallen in love with her?

Perhaps, feelings are rooted and sprouted at a certain moment. Xia Xingcheng doesn't know, Sheng Yeling doesn't know either.