"Xie Yan, come and save me!" Xue Qingdai screamed, and Xie Yan ran in immediately after being called.
Xue Qingdai's clothes were half open, and she had obviously just woken up. Her snow-white arms were barely holding her bright red cotton-padded jacket, and her hands kept pointing at the corner under the calendar.
She covered her eyes: "There is a big rat~"
Xue Qingdai's tone was very affirmative.
Xie Yan walked directly there quietly and found a yellow mass blocking the small hole in the house.
The whistling sound of the cold wind is more audible in a silent space.
"Meow meow meow...", a very weak sound.
The shiny military boots landed next to the little kitten, and Xie Yan held the cat, which was as big as his palm.
"This is your 'Big Rat'." Xie Yan wanted to laugh, but he was afraid that after making fun of Dai Dai, her temper would be directed at him.
Xue Qingdai only opened one eye and looked at the soft ball, which was licking its cat tongue towards her and calling out softly, as if calling for help.
"Xie Yan, you lied to me!"
"This Chinese rural cat is quite pretty."
I'll give Xie Yan a few more injections later.
Xue Qingdai immediately got up from the bed, wearing a large flowered jacket on top and thin black autumn trousers underneath, dressing in accordance with the local customs. Her appearance was all supported by her graceful lines, and her legs looked even more slender because of the black color.
Xie Yan held the half-dead cat in his arms, like a stone looking back at his wife, and had no choice but to obey the instructions of the person in front of him, "The cat is so pretty, what about me?"
He muttered quietly.
Xue Qingdai found some old clothes in her wooden cupboard. She closed the windows when the cold wind blew and took out the bamboo basket to make a home for the kitten.
Only after successfully rescuing the first sick kitten did Xue Qingdai remember the existence of Xie Yan.
"Xie Yan, unbutton your collar first. Let me hear your heartbeat."
Xue Qingdai naturally didn't have a stethoscope, but she was a little curious about how Xie Yan's body structure was different from hers.
Xie Yan sat on the edge of the bed, half revealing his tight upper body, and half revealing a corner of his inverted triangle figure.
Xie Yan is not a good male Bodhisattva because he missed these things and affected her judgment.
"Then I'll start the examination." Xue Qingdai acted pretentiously and pulled open the other side of Xie Yan's clothes. The neatly-shaped eight-pack abs were visibly rising and falling.
Xue Qingdai touched her abdominal muscles, which were soft and elastic, and felt very nice to touch.
"Patient, please lie down for a moment. It's not convenient for me to see you while you're sitting."
"And I can tell from a quick glance that you are seriously ill."
Xue Qingdai swore solemnly, and her jade fingers slid lightly down the mermaid line along the axis of Xie Yan's body.
Xie Yan witnessed her treatment yesterday.
The doctor's attitudes during the two visits were completely opposite. Although Xie Yan was prepared to "sacrifice her beauty", her body became extremely stiff after experiencing it herself.
The jade-like tips of his ears turned red and extended to his handsome profile.
It seemed as if all his strength had been drained away from him. His thin lips were lightly pursed, and his large body was completely unable to fit into Xue Qingdai's bed.
Xie Yan was too tall, and he wanted to run away. "How about, next time?"
Of course not!
Xue Qingdai almost blurted it out, but the little bit of reserve she had left made her make a judgment.
Xue Qingdai: "Xie Yan, you lie sideways, I'll get on the bed too."
She quickly took off her shoes, and Xue Qingdai lightly stepped over Xie Yan's body.
I picked up the massage hammer I had made out of grain at the foot of the bed and hit it a few times symbolically.
"This is to relax your body and not make you too nervous." In fact, before Xue Qingdai took revenge, Xie Yan teased her, but she was weak, and the little strength she put on Xie Yan was like tickling.
Xie Yan was still surrounded by Xue Qingdai's unique body fragrance, a fresh floral scent with a sweet taste, and he was still lying on her bed.
As soon as he half-covered his waist with his right hand, Xue Qingdai pulled his hand back, "Hey, why are you so shy? We are now in a patient-doctor relationship."
"Don't think too much, it's innocent."
Xue Qingdai half-knelt, pulling off Xie Yan's clothes, and finally saw the legendary male protagonist's model figure.
Xie Yan was not like the standard bodybuilding pursuit of later generations, he actually built up his muscles through real training.
Every muscle is tight but contains infinite power, and Xie Yan's thin waist keeps floating.
Looks pretty powerful.
Maybe it was because Xue Qingdai had been "seeing the doctor" for too long, Xie Yan's powerful arms pinched Xue Qingdai's waist from behind, and he asked pleadingly: "Daidai, are you okay?"
"Give me a few stabs? I'm not afraid of pain."
Afraid of being watched, but unable to fight back.
Xie Yan's large palm slid down her slender waist and landed invisibly on Peony's bed sheet. Xue Qingdai moved her body and sat on it.
Xie Yan didn't want to hold this soft mass greedily. He wanted to pull it back, but Xue Qingdai told him: "Don't move. I'm going to give you an acupuncture."
Xie Yan had such a perfect figure that it made her feel so embarrassed that tears rolled down her face.
From now on, it will be her big action figure, a flexible doll for practicing acupuncture.
Xue Qingdai pretended to pinch Xie Yan's cheek and finally found a pimple that was about to bubble up.
"You have a lot of stomach fire recently, and you feel a little irritated."
"Overall, you're in good shape."
Damn it! It's hard for this stinky man to get acne on his face.
The third brother secretly told her that Xie Yan got up at four o'clock every day in the village and ran twenty kilometers around.
The terrifying man who had been introverted all his life did not make her, a woman who just wanted to spend a little time every day to maintain her beauty, feel threatened at all.
The book also says that Xie Yan is an ageless male god, and that young girls in their forties and fifties still chase him and confess their love to him.
Looking at the rich energy surrounding Xie Yan.
His appearance has not faded, which should be because Xie Yan never touched a woman until he was old.
This male protagonist feels so frustrated, the male channel next door has achieved freedom for beauties, but Xie Yan has not yet achieved freedom for his nightlife.
Could it be that he is not capable?
No, the last time it was on a big scale through the clothes.
Is it that it looks good but is not practical?
Xue Qingdai's pretty almond-shaped eyes stared at Xie Yan at a point that she could not reveal.
Then all the troubles I made during this trip were not in vain!
There is no gain without pain, so Xue Qingdai just wants to give the male lead a try, what's wrong with that!
Poor man, he can't even use it.
Xie Yan kept staring at Xue Qingdai's expression. Did he see "pity"?
The heroic spirit between his brows and the arrogance of a child of a high-ranking official finally made him raise his waist with all his strength, like a lion concentrating on hunting, taking advantage of the prey's ease to deliver a fatal blow.
Xue Qingdai was instantly pressed down on the bed, her slender legs were restrained, she had no room to move, and was held in Xie Yan's arms.
"Doctor Xue, is it cured?" The clear and bass voice brushed against Xue Qingdai's round earlobe.
All the previous polite behavior was condoned by Xie Yan.
It was easy for Xie Yan to turn the passive situation into an active one.
Xue Qingdai's chin was pinched by Xie Yan, so she could only use her hands to hold her large flowered jacket tightly, leaving some air leaking out.
It wasn't to stop Xie Yan from reaching out his hand.
She swayed her body and found that Xie Yan held her waist even tighter.
She said seriously: "According to my observation, Comrade Xie may have lost some necessary abilities."
"Besides, we gays and lesbians should keep some distance. Your breath is running into my face when you talk~"
Xue Qingdai has never liked to admit defeat since she was a child. Even though she is not as strong as Xie Yan, she still challenges him with words.
But her tone was timid and soft as she whispered into Xie Yan's ear, without any momentum at all.
Like acting coquettishly.
Xie Yan stared at the crystal clear lips of the woman in his arms without blinking.
Just indulge yourself for a while.
Hooking people every day.
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