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After putting the injured woman back in the quilt and covering her with the quilt, ignoring her angry gaze, Luo Ziling ran out of the house to prepare breakfast.

When preparing breakfast, the scenery of a woman's lower body appeared in front of him from time to time, and the strong stimulation made his body's impulses unable to calm down. In the end, I could only memorize the "Soup Song" again, and my body's reaction slowed down after my thoughts turned to those boring things.

About half an hour later, Luo Ziling came in with a bowl of steaming rice porridge and a few steamed buns.

"It's time for breakfast," Luo Ziling put the porridge and buns on the table on the side, ready to help the woman up.

"I'll do it myself," the woman was very stiff, glared at Luo Ziling, and supported the bed board with both hands, ready to get up.

But the pain in her chest that came after she was pulled made her lose most of her strength, and in the end, it was Luo Ziling who reached out to help, and she sat up.

After sitting up against Luo Ziling's two pillows, the woman raised her left hand and combed her loose hair.

When her hair was cut to one side, her delicate face was revealed.

After a night's sleep, most of the sickness on the woman's face disappeared, and her face was a little ruddy.

The red fluttering face gave people a bright and unbelievable feeling, and Luo Ziling was stunned.

Although he knew that this woman was beautiful yesterday, after seeing her when she was sober today, Luo Ziling felt that he still underestimated the beauty of this woman.

However, the beauty is still not as good as the woman in a photo that Luo Ziling treasures.

The woman in the photo is the most beautiful woman Luo Ziling has ever seen, and there is no one.

Of course, he didn't see many women, many of them were just seen on TV, not real.

It's just that he subconsciously thinks that there is no more beautiful person than the woman in the photo.

If the appearance of the woman in the photo can score 100 points, then the woman in front of you can score at least 90 points.

Seeing that Luo Ziling's eyes were a little stunned, the woman glared at him with a little annoyance, Luo Ziling quickly gathered his attention and calmed down and stepped forward to help.

The wound on the woman's chest* is close to the right side, and there is still a little pain between the movements of her right hand.

Of course, this is also her luck, if the wound was on the left chest, maybe she would have died by now.

"I'll do it myself," the woman gestured to the bowl of porridge and motioned for Luo Ziling to help her put it in front of her.

"I'll feed you, you're seriously injured, be careful. I'll see the recovery of the wound for you in a while, and change the medicine," Luo Ziling showed a very natural smile, sat on the bed with a porridge bowl, filled a spoonful with a spoon, opened his mouth and blew, and sent it to the woman's mouth.

After hesitating, the woman opened her mouth and began to eat.

"The buns and porridge I made," Luo Ziling said as if inviting merit, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly when he said this.

The woman just glanced at him and didn't say anything, which made Luo Ziling a little hurt.

A man who knows these cooking skills, will die when a woman's praise is two?

I don't understand the amorous style!

The woman's appetite was not bad, and in the blink of an eye, a bowl of porridge and four buns were gone.

After cleaning up the dishes, Luo Ziling carried the medicine box and other supplies, walked to the bed, and motioned for the woman to lie down: "I'll change the medicine for you." ”

The woman stared at Luo Ziling with wide eyes, and finally lay down obediently.

First, check the woman's leg injury.

In the stiffness of the woman's body, Luo Ziling untied the pants she was wearing.

The seductive herb ground strongly stimulated her nerves again, and when the woman was sober, Luo Ziling didn't dare to have any blasphemy, took a towel to cover her shame, and then untied the bandage, and gently removed the medicine she had applied yesterday.

As he did these movements, he could clearly feel the tension of this woman's body.

Fortunately, this woman is still very cooperative and does not move.

Luo Ziling cleaned the wound very carefully, disinfected it, applied new medicine, and retied the bandage.

"The leg wound is recovering well, better than I expected," Luo Ziling, who blushed, said softly to the woman, and then lifted the quilt, ready to deal with the wound on his chest.

The woman closed her eyes again when Luo Ziling was treating her leg wound.

Hearing him say this, he opened his eyes slightly and looked at them, then immediately closed them again, and nodded slightly.

Luo Ziling asked her to lie flat and then lifted her clothes.

The woman's flat abdomen without a trace of fat, and the chest peak that made Luo Ziling dizzy, were exposed to the air again.

However, Luo Ziling has completely abandoned distracting thoughts, and has no distractions to treat her wounds and change dressings.

But no matter how distracted, physical contact between movements is still unavoidable.

Seeing that the hand touched the sensitive part of the woman's body, not only made the woman nervous, but Luo Ziling's heart beat and breathed faster.

finally treated the woman's wound and reapplied the medicine, Luo Ziling was sweating profusely again.

The woman also had sweat on her forehead and body, but during the whole process, she kept her eyes closed, at least Luo Ziling didn't notice that she had opened her eyes.

"You're covered in sweat, do you want to wipe it?" Luo Ziling asked in a low voice.

The woman thought for a moment, opened her eyes, and finally shook her head.

Luo Ziling also complied with her wishes, and clumsily put on clothes and pants for her.

When I put on her clothes and pants, I saw the scenery of her body again, and I couldn't avoid skin-to-skin contact.

Luo Ziling could clearly feel the stiffness of the woman's body, and his hands couldn't help but tremble.

After dressing the woman, Luo Ziling felt that he was sweating again, and he was embarrassed.

Seeing that the woman's face was also full of sweat, Luo Ziling thought about it, but still took a towel, moistened it with warm water, and wiped the sweat off her face and neck for her. The woman didn't resist, and let Luo Ziling wipe it for her.

"Sleep well again, I'll wake you up when lunch comes," After wiping it, Luo Ziling commanded softly, stood up, and said again: "In two more days, the wound should be able to completely scab over." You are very strong, if nothing else, you will be able to walk on the ground in a week, and you should be almost recovered after half a month. ”

The woman didn't speak, just opened her eyes and glanced at Luo Ziling.

That look was very complicated, anyway, it wasn't the taste that Luo Ziling liked.

Soon, the woman fell asleep again, and Luo Ziling did not go out to collect medicine as usual, but read a book in the courtyard.

It wasn't until about three o'clock in the afternoon that the woman woke up.

"Your clothes are dry, I'll help you mend the broken places, let's change them later," Luo Ziling pointed to the stack of clothes placed next to the bed, hesitated, and reminded again: "For the convenience of changing the dressing, the chest is ...... Don't put this thing on yet!"

The poor little virgin, when he spoke of the woman's corset, naturally turned red.

The woman didn't say anything, just glanced at Luo Ziling.

Again as at breakfast, Luo Ziling picked up the woman's body, fed her porridge, and took medicine.

After eating the porridge and medicine, the woman wanted to go to the bathroom again.

This time, Luo Ziling quickly understood what she meant, and didn't say anything, just hugged her and walked to the bathroom.

"Can you tell me, what's your name?" Luo Ziling asked in a low voice as he walked to the bathroom with the woman in his arms.

The woman didn't answer, just glared at him with sharp eyes.

This look made Luo Ziling feel a faint murderous aura, and he was so frightened that he almost threw the woman in his arms to the ground.

"If you don't want to say it, forget it," he muttered.

"Lin Lan!" Just as Luo Ziling walked into the bathroom with the woman in his arms, two words popped out of the woman's mouth.

"What?" Luo Ziling was stunned for a moment, the woman's speech was too fast, and he didn't hear it clearly at all.

The woman shut her mouth again, her face indifferent.

Luo Ziling didn't dare to ask again, and didn't want to ask anything more, so he put her body directly on the toilet.

But after thinking about it, he still picked her up, and untied her pants without saying a word.

When Luo Ziling took off her pants for her, she saw her seductive buttocks again.

"Big butt, give birth to a son," a sentence that the old woman in the village often hung on her lips, and it instantly came to her mind.