"Qiaoqiao, why are you here?" Lin Wanrong hurriedly went forward and asked.
Dong Qiaoqiao had already stood up. There was a bamboo basket under her. The basket was filled with cold food. Clearly, she had been waiting here for a long time.
"Big Brother Lin, are, are you okay?" Dong Qiaoqiao grabbed Lin Wanrong's clothes and looked at him anxiously. Her bright eyes were like the morning stars, and they were filled with nervousness and heartache.
"What, what could happen to me?" Lin Wanrong didn't know what she was talking about. He smiled and welcomed her into the house: "How did you find me here?"
"You told me the general direction the other day, and I came here today. When I saw your clothes hanging at the door, I knew that this is where you live." Under the light, Qiaoqiao's face was a little red, and she became more and more charming.
Lin Wanrong secretly swallowed his saliva. He wasn't a good person. With such a beautiful girl standing in front of him, if he wasn't moved, he wouldn't be a man.
Dong Qiaoqiao brought the bamboo basket over and said: "The food is cold. Big Brother Lin, you haven't eaten yet, right? I'll go heat it up. It'll be ready soon. "
Lin Wanrong hurriedly grabbed her hand and said: "No need, Qiaoqiao, I've eaten."
Dong Qiaoqiao's small hand was held by him. She felt the waves of heat from his palm seemed to drill into her heart. Her cheeks turned red, and her heart was beating wildly. She softly said: "Big Brother Lin, I — —"
She subconsciously struggled a little. Only then did Lin Wanrong realize that he was holding the girl's small hand.
However, this guy was very thick-skinned. Not only did he not let go, but he also grabbed her small hand and gently squeezed it twice in her palm.
Dong Qiaoqiao only felt like a cat was scratching her heart. A strange feeling welled up in her heart. Her body became hot, and her slender legs couldn't help but close together. Her body gently twisted.
Lin Wanrong reluctantly let go of her little hand. Without blushing, he said: "Qiaoqiao, did you specially come to deliver food to me?"
His method of diverting attention had always been excellent. How could this girl, Dong Qiaoqiao, be his opponent?
Seeing him let go of her little hand, the red on Dong Qiaoqiao's face receded a little, but she was faintly disappointed in her heart. Hearing his words, she suddenly remembered her purpose and hurriedly said: "Big Brother Lin, your wound, let me see."
"What wound?" Before he realized it, Dong Qiaoqiao had already seen the dirty marks and swollen back on his back.
"Big Brother Lin, who beat you up like this? How could they be so vicious?" Dong Qiaoqiao said with a trembling voice. That kind of concern and pain made Lin Wanrong's heart feel a burst of warmth.
Needless to say, that brat Dong Qingshan must have told Dong Qiaoqiao about his injury, so Dong Qiaoqiao came to find him.
"Big Brother Lin, quickly take off your shirt. I'll apply medicine for you." Dong Qiaoqiao gently touched his back twice. Her fingers were soft and had a little bit of coolness, making Lin Wanrong feel comfortable all over. He couldn't help but let out a soft moan.
"It's okay, Qiaoqiao. My skin is rough and my flesh is thick. It's just a small injury. It's not a big deal." Lin Wanrong said with a smile.
"No, Big Brother, you're already injured like this — —" Dong Qiaoqiao couldn't continue, tears were about to fall.
"Okay, okay, I'll take it off. Don't cry, silly girl."
Lin Wanrong's heart was filled with warmth and touched. He hurriedly took out all the things in his arms and took off his shirt, revealing his smooth and strong body. He had been in good health since he was young. His skin was also a healthy wheat color. He also liked to exercise, so his body was quite strong. He was very attractive to girls.
Dong Qiaoqiao looked at his strong arms. Her face turned red and her heart beat wildly. But when she saw the swollen mark on his back, all the charming thoughts disappeared.
Her eyes were filled with tears. She stretched out her slender fingers and gently touched the swollen mark. She said softly, "Big Brother, does it hurt?"
Lin Wanrong grinned and said, "It doesn't hurt." He lay on the bed and tightly held onto the sheets. It doesn't hurt? Nonsense, why don't you try being beaten like this? It's just that Qiaoqiao was a gentle and kind girl. Lin Wanrong couldn't bear to let her worry.
A few drops of hot water fell on Lin Wanrong's back. He turned around and saw Dong Qiaoqiao hurriedly turning her head to wipe the tears in her eyes.
"Silly girl, Big Brother is fine." Lin Wanrong's heart was filled with tenderness. He looked at Dong Qiaoqiao and said softly.
Dong Qiaoqiao embarrassedly turned her head to look at him and said, "Big Brother, you must take care of yourself in the future. I-I don't want to see you get hurt."
Lin Wanrong laughed and said, "Don't worry, Qiaoqiao. The person who can hurt me hasn't been born yet."
Dong Qiaoqiao blushed and shyly said, "You're bragging."
Her beautiful eyes were filled with tears like a pear blossom in the rain. She looked indescribably beautiful. Lin Wanrong stared at her blankly and said, "Qiaoqiao, you're so beautiful."
Dong Qiaoqiao bit her red lips and shyly lowered her head. The surprise on her face could even be seen by a blind person.
Lin Wanrong had an urge to hug this delicate woman and give her a fierce bite. Just as he was about to move, he felt a burning pain on his back. Lin Wanrong fiercely poked the erect head of his crotch against the bed board twice. It's all because of you, this thing, don't know any better and caused me to suffer pain again.
Dong Qiaoqiao carefully applied the ointment on his wound. Her movements were as gentle as a breeze. This kind of intimate skin contact made Dong Qiaoqiao's heart beat faster and her face turned red.
But Lin Wanrong was different. He had already enjoyed countless massages from the opposite sex, so he still had some self-control. Although it was the gentle and beautiful Qiaoqiao this time, he didn't lose his composure too much — except that the Dragon King under his crotch banged the bed.
After applying the ointment, Lin Wanrong went to get the clothes at the head of the bed. Dong Qiaoqiao leaned over and put the ointment back into the box at the head of the bed. Tripped by him, she slipped and fell on the bed with a scream.
As soon as Lin Wanrong turned around, he was pressed down on the bed by her. The pain coming from his back made Lin Wanrong grimace in pain.
This guy was stunned and didn't make a sound. Only a bastard wouldn't take advantage of an opportunity. Compared to the beauty throwing herself into his arms, this little pain was nothing.
Dong Qiaoqiao was caught off guard and her whole body suddenly fell on top of Lin Wanrong. The two hot bodies were tightly pressed against each other, especially when Lin Wanrong's upper body was still bare.
A strong masculine smell came from his body. Dong Qiaoqiao's heart was beating like a fawn. She wanted to struggle to get up, but she didn't have any strength in her body. A pair of strong arms tightly wrapped around her slender waist. She couldn't move and could only collapse in his arms. Her hot face was tightly pressed against his hot chest.
Lin Wanrong hugged the soft woman in his arms and smelled the faint fragrance on her body. His breathing gradually became heavy and he hugged her tighter, as if he wanted her to completely melt into his body.
Dong Qiaoqiao was tightly pressed against his body. She didn't even dare to breathe loudly. Her plump breasts squeezed against Lin Wanrong's chest, giving him a strange pleasure. Lin Wanrong let out a comfortable groan. His hands gently stroked her back and slowly moved down, brushing past her waist. He continued to move and finally touched her round buttocks.
"Big brother — —" Dong Qiaoqiao softly said. Her eyes were stained with hazy mist and her face was bright red. The feeling of her buttocks being held by his big hands was hot and exciting.
He gently pinched the tender flesh of her buttocks and then slowly moved down. At the same time, the Dragon King under his crotch moved forward and pushed between her legs, touching her fragrant grass.
Although they were separated by clothes, Dong Qiaoqiao was as pure as ice. She had never experienced such an experience. She only felt a hot thing touching her mysterious part through her clothes. She instantly let out a soft cry. Her face was incomparably bashful. She subconsciously clamped her legs together. Her whole body felt weak as if her tendons and bones were being pulled out. She collapsed in his arms.
Lin Wanrong was already like an arrow on the bowstring. When he was about to mount her, he let out an "ouch". The pain from the wound on his back made him cry out uncontrollably.
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