Jin Shao, kiss

Without bothering to wipe the blood from her nose, Rong Ling hurried forward and pulled Fang Qian's clothes off for her.

Fang Qian glared at Rong Ling dissatisfied, but after seeing the blood dripping from his nose, she couldn't help but froze, "Little Ling, why is your nose bleeding?"

She wanted to raise her hand to wipe it for him.

Rong Ling backed away hurriedly, wiped the blood hastily, and pinched it.

"The weather is hot recently, it's just getting angry."

"Oh." Fang Qian nodded with a half-understanding, and didn't ask any more questions.

She held up the hem of her clothes again, making a gesture to take off her clothes again.

Rong Ling was so frightened that his voice became shrill, "What are you doing!"

He hurriedly grabbed the hem of her clothes.

Fang Qian looked at him seriously and said, "Take off your clothes and take a shower."

Rong Ling really wanted to convince her, he was depressed and had a headache, "Can't you go back to your room and take off again?"

Fang Qian tilted her head in confusion and asked, "Why do you want to go back to your room and take off?"

Of course it is because men and women are different.

Rong Ling knew that it wouldn't make sense to talk to a drunk, so he didn't talk about it.

He pushed Fang Qian directly to her room.

"Go to bed after you take a shower."

Pushing the person into the room, Rong Ling closed the door, thinking that everything was fine.

However, after a while, there was a loud bang from inside, which scared him to push the door open and enter.

"Fang Qian, why -" Rong Ling's voice disappeared following the scene in front of him.

I saw the bathroom door next to the door open carelessly.

Fang Qian inside was standing naked under the shower, looking at Rong Ling outside the door with a confused face.

A clean and beautiful female ketone body was unreservedly displayed in front of Rong Ling, and his face, visible to the naked eye, quickly flushed red.

He turned around quickly.

The nosebleed that had just stopped flowed out again.

Rong Ling held up her hand, turned around, and left Fang Qian's bedroom as if fleeing.

He sat on the sofa, not only blushing like Guan Gong, but also hot enough to fry an egg.

When he needed to draw nudes in class, he drew male ones.

This was the first time he had seen a woman naked.

This was too exciting for him.

He closed his eyes and sat on the sofa, his whole body felt like he had a fever, very hot.

Fang Qian in the bathroom didn't feel conscious of being looked at.

She bent over to pick up the shower gel bottle that fell on the ground, squeezed a little into her hand, and then applied it on her body with her eyes closed.

Wash your hair and shower yourself.

Fang Qian came out wearing a bathrobe and called Rong Ling, "Xiao Lingzi, come in and help me dry my hair."

After hearing this, Rong Ling opened his eyes helplessly, but stood up to do so.

He took out the hair dryer from the drawer under the TV in the living room, and walked into Fang Qian's room.

The woman had already laid down beside the bed, waiting for him to serve her.

Rong Ling turned on the hair dryer, sat by the bed, and dried Fang Qian's hair lying on the bed sheet.

Fang Qian enjoyed Rong Ling's service very much. When she was blowing halfway through, she fell asleep directly.

After Rong Ling finished blowing Fang Qian's hair, she made an agreement with her, and when she saw that she didn't respond, she realized that she had already fallen asleep.

He sighed helplessly.

Unplug the hair dryer.

Then he raised his hand and turned Fang Qian who was lying on her stomach to her side.

While covering the quilt, Fang Qian suddenly grinned obscenely.

She opened and closed her mouth, speaking like an idiot,

"Xiao Lingzi, come, give my sister a kiss."

Rong Ling, who heard clearly what the man said, had black lines on his face.

He shook his head and adjusted the air conditioner to 26 degrees.

Turned around and left Fang Qian's room.

The next day.

Rong Ling was playing a video with Mrs. Rong when Fang Qian suddenly rushed out of the room.

She asked Rong Ling loudly, "Xiao Lingzi, did you take advantage of me last night while I was taking a shower to see all of me?"

Hearing this, Rong Ling was so frightened that he quickly cut off the video.

But it was too late.

Mrs. Rong had heard it, and immediately called back the video call.

Rong Ling picked it up with a headache.

Mrs. Rong over there had a serious expression on her face, "Boy, take Qianqian back to Nancheng immediately, if you don't come back, your legs will be broken!"

Rong Ling, "..."

Fang Qian, who realized that something big was going to happen, raised her forehead, "I didn't know you were making a video with grandma."

At this point, Rong Ling couldn't blame Fang Qian for being outspoken, after all, she really didn't know that he was having a video call with grandma.

He sighed softly and said, "Grandma told me to go back to Nancheng, you go and change."

Fang Qian knew very well what she was going to face when she went back this time. She couldn't help but ask Rong Ling, "Xiao Lingzi, if grandma uses this matter to force you to marry me, what are you going to do?"

Rong Ling was silent, and replied, "I will take responsibility."

The first time was unintentional.

Although the second time was still unintentional, he knew she must be taking a bath, but out of worry, he rushed in knowing that he might see something.

It is a fact that he sees her lightly.

If she asks him to be responsible, he will not shirk responsibility.

p; The men of their Rong family have always been responsible.

Seeing that he answered in a serious manner, Fang Qian couldn't help teasing him, "Just look at your body and say you are responsible, Xiao Lingzi, you are too conservative and innocent."

She raised her hand and patted his shoulder, and said briskly,

"Ah, ah, I will explain to grandma clearly that you didn't mean it last night. Don't force yourself. "

She likes Rong Ling, but it doesn't mean she likes to make things difficult for others.

Reluctantly?

Rong Ling didn't think so.

He doesn't dislike Fang Qian.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have lived with her under the same roof for half a year.

Seeing that Fang Qian didn't seem to want to marry her, Rong Ling pursed her lips and said nothing more, "Let's go, go back to Nancheng first."

"Ah."

Fang Qian nodded.

After that, the two of them drove to the airport together and returned to Nancheng.

Be gentle here.

Early in the morning.

She then took out the safety rope she begged for Jin Hanchuan before and tied it on him.

Looking at the safety rope on the wrist that was gently put on by himself, Jin Hanchuan couldn't help but raised his hand and stroked it gently.

The moment he touched the safety rope, Jin Hanchuan seemed to see the picture of sincerely prostrating for this safety rope, kowtowing one step at a time, knocking down [-] steps for him, kneeling in front of the Buddha, and making a wish devoutly.

Thinking of this, Jin Hanchuan hugged Wen Rou into his arms, his heart was very moved, "Thank you, Rou'er."

"You and I are one, so there is nothing to thank." Rou Rou raised her hand to hug him back, "If you are well, I will be well too."

"Yeah." The two hugged quietly for a while, and then separated.

A family of three had breakfast at home.

Then we set off to the inn together.

The gentle B&B inn is called Happiness Inn.

The implication is that I hope that those who come here to stay will be happy.

The happiness inn is not particularly large.

There are only twenty rooms in total.

It's summer vacation now.

The inn was almost full.

Business is pretty good.

Propaganda is relatively reliable.

When a family of three arrived at the inn.

It's past ten.

Jin Hanchuan parked the car in the open-air parking lot at the door.

After getting out of the car, he held Wen Wen with one hand and Wen Xinyue with the other, and the family of three walked towards the inn with smiles on their faces.

However, when a family of three walked into the inn.

Wen Rou was suppressed by a familiar figure on the sofa at the entrance of the reception hall.

The man stood up, and called Jin Hanchuan kindly and aggrievedly, "Brother Chuan."