Wear cannon fodder as a villain to develop a plan

chapter88

Thinking of bleeding just now, Ling Xia felt a little frightened, he won't get hemorrhoids in the future, right?

He was also embarrassed to check, but he wanted to pump in pain when he moved slightly, and the wet and sticky ambiguous liquid flowed out of his body, and he felt uncomfortable. He also knows the way comrades love each other, but how to deal with it after that, I really don't know.

Mino no Je remembered and pressed his ear and said, "I'll take you to clean up." Of course, not to go to the medicinal hot spring, there is also a luxurious white jade paved large bath in the palace, the wall is inlaid with pearls, and the dragon head that sprays water is built next to the pool, which is reminiscent of Huaqing Pool and the like.

Ling Xia endured the shame and let Yu Zhijie hold it. His waist and legs are still soft, and his legs and stomach are dangling when he stands on the ground, and he can't stand steady at all. He didn't know how long Mi no Je had been doing it, anyway, all his strength was gone.

The water in the bath is neither cold nor hot, so it is very comfortable to wash.

Ling Xia sat with bated breath on his back, awkwardly waiting for him to clean himself up.

Mino Zhijie carefully poked his finger in, and Ling Xia suddenly became nervous, clenching his fists tightly lest he make a sound. Those pictures just now couldn't help but rush into his head, the intertwined limbs of the two, the kisses and love words that made his face blush and heartbeat...

He closed his eyes and his heartbeat increased irrepressibly.

To be honest, embarrassment is embarrassment, but the fact that Yu no Je is very happy makes him also have a faint joy in his heart.

Mino Je opened an opening with two fingers, brought water in and cleaned it repeatedly, and some white turbidity and bloodshot floated out along the fingers. He was a little annoyed to see the blood, but at the same time there was a strange sense of satisfaction, which he had given himself. Ling Xia now had red and even blue-purple kiss marks everywhere on his body, and each place had its own imprint—he was his own.

He couldn't help but press his chest against Ling Xia's back, and his free hand wrapped around Ling Xia's waist to keep him close to him: "Does it hurt?"

"No, it doesn't hurt." Ling Xia said embarrassedly. Although the strength of Mino Je's fingers is very light, it is actually a little painful.

"How did you feel just now?" Mino Je's voice was very low, and it seemed to carry a bit of expectation.

Ling Xia is very embarrassed, how to answer this question? Mino Absolute asked too directly, right? In fact, it still hurts a little more, of course, there is also a feeling of | fast... And psychologically there is still some repulsion ...

"...... Felt fine. Ling Xia spat out a sentence for a while, embarrassed.

"I'm comfortable." Minoje's breath visibly burned, "Next time you won't hurt."

"It's better to do this kind of thing less or not to do ...

Ling Xia noticed that Yu Zhijie's body temperature seemed to have begun to rise again, and hurriedly said, "Ah Je, have you washed it?"

Mino Je squinted his eyes and sniffed on him, his voice was a little patient and depressed: "Okay." Getting

this person still feels that it is not enough, and wants to press him under him, so that he will always see only himself and only shout his own name...

When I went back, the smell in the dormitory was almost dispersed. It was more embarrassing to apply the medicine, and anyway, more excessive things were done, so Ling Xia pretended to lie on the bed and spread his legs naturally.