Chapter 634 Would you like to give it to you

Yuyan was driving, and Wang Zheng sat on the co-pilot. Although he whistled in his mouth, the tone was a little heavy - Camel Bell.

Yuyan listened quietly, and the noise and roar of the car seemed to disappear at this time, and only Wang Zheng's whistle echoed in the whole world.

It is melodious, desolate and atmospheric. Swift is completely sure that this is the best whistle I have ever heard, and it is also one of the best versions of this song.

Send your comrades-in-arms and embark on a journey. The road is far and arduous, and the camel bell is sprinkled all the way.

The mountains are stacked, the water is horizontal, and the wind is against the water, and the ambition is to live up to the people's upbringing.

comrade-in-arms, comrades-in-arms, dear brother, beware of the cold north wind in the middle of the night and take care all the way...

Wang Zheng blew all the way, and it was the single loop of Camel Bell. Yuyan also listened all the way without any impatience.

Only those who have been soldiers can understand this mood best.

"Is it almost to where you live?" Wang Zheng suddenly stopped whistling and asked.

"Yes, the dormitory of the unit." Yuyan has begun to find a place to park.

When the door was opened, Wang Zheng began to marvel: "The conditions of your dormitory are so good. One bedroom and one living room, the treatment of Guoan is really good."

"Let's make do with it." Yuyan said.

Her room is very tidy, spotless, the windows are bright and clean, everything is placed in place, and the quilts are neatly folded neatly, much more neat than the princess room of Shangguan Shishi. The two are not of the same grade at all, one in the sky and one underground.

Wang Zheng pointed to the cup on the coffee table and the magazine on the bookshelf and asked, "If someone moves these things slightly, you will find it, right?"

Yuyan thought for a moment: "It should be."

"Isn't it too tiring to live like this?" Wang Zheng shook his head, and he naturally couldn't accept this way of life.

"Occupational diseases, I will let nature take its course. After all, it is a habit formed over the years."

"Who dares to marry you like this?"

Yuyan poured a glass of water for Wang Zheng: "Yes, who dares to marry? Shenlong often disappears for a month or two without saying hello. Which man can stand having such a daughter-in-law? Here you are, would you like to?"

Yuyan's last sentence was just said casually, but she didn't expect it to come out, and the meaning suddenly changed.

Wang Zheng laughed and said, "Of course I'm willing to give it to you. With such a decent figure, it's good to enrich the harem."

"Fuck you." If someone had dared to flirt with herself like this in the past, Yuyan would have kicked her with a Thunderbolt leg, but Wang Zheng is now so openly flirting, not only does not have any antipathy in her heart, but even a little joy.

Because of her identity, Yuyan has been cold in her past days. No strangers should enter. I really don't know what kind of man she can rely on to control her. I'm afraid that if the couple quarrels, Yuyan will directly pick up her man and throw it out.

"Find a place to lie down now."

Wang Zheng has not forgotten that his task today is to treat diseases, and it is a gynecological disease. He is definitely not here to pick up girls, absolutely not.

Although Yuyan's appearance is not as exquisite as Shangguan Shishi, and her figure is not as sexy as Zhang Mingqi, this long-term training speed and agility far exceeds that of the same-sex body has a unique charm. Tight and elastic long legs, slender waist contrasts with plump breasts. I have to say that although Wang Zheng has no feelings for Yuyan, he is absolutely not disgusted.

At least one

"Where are you lying?" Yuyan was a little cramped. Although she wanted to have a good relationship with Wang Zheng, it was the first time since she was a child that she was so alone with a man. Naturally, she was a little unrelinable. After all, not everyone is a hooligan like Wang Zheng.

"This is your home. Do you still want to ask me where you are lying?" Wang Zheng said with a smile, and then pointed to the sofa: "Why don't you lie there?"

Although he was wearing clothes, he lay on the sofa and was looked down by Wang Zheng, which still made Yuyan's heart extremely uncomfortable, as if everything was exposed to the other party's eyes.

Unexpectedly, Wang Zheng's first sentence was not correct: "If you don't wear a chest strap, you are really much fuller than before."

Yuyan's cheeks are red, shy and angry, but she doesn't know what to say to refute Wang Zheng. Anyway, the other party is a hooligan and a hooligan. It can't be measured by common sense at all. Even if it is refuted in words, it can't cause any substantial harm to this cheeky guy. Yuyan simply stopped talking and closed her eyes.

However, when Swift felt Wang Zheng sitting next to her, there was also a strange feeling in her heart. This feeling contained a trace of vigilance, a little bit of joy, and a little unexplained relief. Even Yuyan couldn't say where her feeling of relief came from. .

"Can you start pricking?" Yuyan couldn't help asking when she saw Wang Zheng motionless for a long time. Even she herself doesn't believe why she believes that Wang Zheng, a guy who is not even a barefoot doctor, may be a charlatan.

However, up to now, we can only harden the scalp.

"Not yet." Wang Zheng shook his head.

"What's wrong?"

"You have to lift your clothes. No matter how skilled I am, I can't find the acupuncture point through your sweater, can I?" Wang Zheng said helplessly.

"I can see it anyway. You just want to take advantage of me." Yuyan lifted her clothes depressedly, revealing her wheat-colored belly, which looked very healthy.

"Lift it a little higher." Wang Zheng continued helplessly: "You just lifted two centimeters, and you didn't even show your belly."

Yuyan can only continue to forcibly overcome her inner discomfort and slowly lift her clothes.

There is this shallow scar on her slender abdomen, which seems to have been around for some time.

Wang Zheng's fingers gently scratched the Yuyan's scars, and the Yuyan's body tightened uncontrollably and even trembled slightly.

"When did this hurt?" Wang Zheng is an inside man. Naturally, he can judge from this very shallow but one-finger wide scar that this is a very serious injury.

"I was too careless to be stung by an African mercenary." Yuyan said in a low voice, "That injury, I lay for three months."

"The wound is very deep."

"Yes."

Wang Zheng sighed softly: "Has the uterus been cut?"

Yuyan's body stiffened: "It's a small opening."

Wang Zheng shook his head and stopped talking. After detoxifying the silver needle with alcohol, he slowly stabbed the swallow's acupuncture point.