Chapter 303 Disinfection

I couldn't feel that my hands felt warm, and the weekend's heart suddenly jumped to my throat. For a moment, the weekend seemed to be petrified. The palms of my hands were pressed on the lightly fragrant chest and I forgot to move for a long time.

As time went by, Qianxiang's beating heart made her couldn't help blurting out, "Do you want to touch or bandage me?"

"Bade!" Hearing this, he hurriedly swallowed his saliva on the weekend, "Qianxiang, don't get me wrong. I just want to touch your chest to feel your heartbeat and body temperature. Don't have a high fever..."

After saying a dignified reason, the weekend reluctantly moved his hand from the lightly fragrant chest to the corner of his clothes, and then gently pulled it up.

Qianxiang raised her right arm so that it was more convenient for her to take off her vest on weekends.

As the vest was slowly taken off by the weekend, Qianxiang with her back to the weekend subconsciously glanced at her chest. She blushed and pressed her bouncing heart. All she thought was the picture she had just touched there on the weekend.

After taking off Qianxiang's vest, she did not directly start to clean and wrap the wound for Qianxiang. Qianxiang, who turned her back to the weekend, heard the sound of rustling and undressing from the weekend. Qianxiang wearing only a black bra on her body was a little flustered and couldn't help asking, "What are you doing on the weekend?"

"Take off your clothes!" Talk on the weekend.

"Why did you take off your clothes?" Qianxiang couldn't help covering her chest with her hands.

Just as Qianxiang was wondering whether to take the opportunity to do something to herself on the weekend, the vest on the weekend was suddenly handed to Qianxiang from behind on the weekend.

"The ground is dirty. You can lie on the ground with my pair of cushions, so that it is convenient to wrap."

"Thank you...thank you..." Looking at the clothes handed over on the weekend, Qianxiang didn't know what to say, because a second before, she thought she was going to take off her clothes and do it on the weekend. When she was thinking about whether she would resist later, she came on the weekend, which made her feel very embarrassed and hurriedly took over the vest shop handed over the weekend. On the ground, and then gently lie on the ground.

In this towering forest, the ground is full of lush weeds and withered yellow fallen leaves, which are soft. In addition, there is a weekend vest under the bottom. It is like sleeping on the natural Simmons. It is very comfortable. If it hadn't been for the gunshot wound in the back, the light fragrance would have been able to hum a small song happily.

Looking at the light fragrance lying in front of me and the light of the electric cylinder, I was distracted on the weekend.

At this time, the light fragrance, ** on the upper body, the smooth and snow-white skin and the bra strap at the vest reflect each other, and then illuminated by the incandescent mobile phone, emitting a seductive light.

The slender waist and plump buttocks can make any man who sees it impulsive.

The buttocks are wrapped in a pair of pink shorts, bulging. Leaving aside the slender and well-proportioned beautiful legs, the towering buttocks alone are fascinating.

"Light fragrance, you look so beautiful in these pink buttock-length shorts." I couldn't help but praise it on the weekend.

Hearing this, Qianxiang almost vomited blood. After a pause, she said angrily, "Aren't you going to bandage me? Why are you looking at my fart drum?"

"I didn't look at your butt drum. I mean, your pink shorts look good." On the weekend, it was like a broken child who was wronged and hurriedly explained another sentence.

"Puffo..." And no matter whether or not she looked at the fart drum when looking at the shorts on the weekend, Qianxiang suddenly couldn't help laughing after hearing this. A smile touched the wound on her back, which made her tears flow out. She cried and said, "Hurry up, I I can't stand it!"

If others listen to this, they probably won't feel anything, but when they hear it on weekends, they always feel very seductive.

As if he got the order to charge, he picked up the yarn dipped in alcohol and pointed to the gunshot wound on the back of the light fragrance on the weekend.

"Ah! It hurts!" The light fragrance exclaimed.

"Hear with it, it will be inflamed if you don't disinfect!" Speaking on the weekend, he continued to lightly smell the wound with alcohol.

Alcohol bites so lightly that she can't help but gently move her body. The movement of twisting her body on the ground is very seductive. If it hadn't been for the good strength on the weekend, she couldn't help jumping on it.

Half a day later, the blood clots around the gunshot wound were finally cleaned with alcohol on the weekend, and the light fragrance that had been gently twisting the body finally calmed down.

Then, take a clean gauze to wrap the wound over the weekend.

After doing all this, he sat next to the trunk on the weekend, which had been squatting beside Qianxiang. He leaned against the tree trunk and took out a cigarette to light it. Finally, he gasped and said to Qianxiang, "You can sit up!"

The Qianxiang, who was still lying on the ground, nodded slightly. She had been lying down for too long and naturally wanted to sit up, but she only wore a black bra, and she had no strength all over her body. After hesitating for a while, finally, Qianxiang couldn't help but say to the weekend, "Can you help me up? I can't move."

On the weekend, I put the cigarette at my fingertips in my mouth, and then moved the already overdrawn body to the side of the light fragrance.

He raised his hand to help Qianxiang, but on the weekend, he was a little embarrassed to look at Qianxiang's round and smooth shoulders. Finally, at Qianxiang's urging, he held Qianxiang's lower abdomen in one hand and Qianxiang's right shoulder in the other, and helped him up and sit down.

Like a young man and woman who had just done that, Qianxiang sat in front of the weekend leaning against the tree trunk with her knees in her hands. She blinked her big eyes and peeked at the weekend wearing only a pair of ragged jeans from time to time.

In Qianxiang's impression, the weekend was a thin young man, but at this time, after seeing the naked weekend, Qianxiang knew that she was wrong. On the weekend, there were one gym coach's muscles on the top, and it was not the kind of muscle block that she didn't like, but a hard muscle like a stone steel plate. , small and small pieces, very masculine and beautiful.

Unconsciously, Qianxiang's eyes fell on the crotch of the weekend.

At this time, a hand on the weekend was resting there without a trace. Qianxiang seemed to have guessed something. Finally, she suddenly asked in a low voice, "You must be very uncomfortable there now, right?"

"It's okay." On the weekend, he felt Qianxiang's eyes falling on his trousers. He said brazenly, "Forbearance will soften."

"..." Qianxiang's hot face dared not talk to the weekend anymore. She looked away from the weekend's body in a panic, and then stared at the vest on the ground that was taken off by the weekend.

At the end, Qianxiang buried her head and said, "I'm sorry, I took advantage of you..."

"You take a break here. I'll see if there is any water nearby and help you wash your clothes." As soon as Qianxiang finished her words, she suddenly got up and picked up Qianxiang's clothes on the weekend, and then turned around to leave.

"Listen to me." Qianxiang looked at the back of the weekend and hurriedly said.

"It's not that I don't want to hear you, I just know it's inconvenient." On the weekend, he stopped and didn't look back and said, "I have actually guessed the purpose of taking me to gamble in Wangcun. You want to cover up your real identity and motivation, causing you to go to gamble Wangcun to play with me to play with golden flowers, and then take the opportunity to assassinate Xiaoliu Village, right?"

Qianxiang nodded slightly and said, "Yes, I am with Okayama's daughter Orange and the traitor Yang Yunzhi. Our purpose was to assassinate Xiaoliu Village. Originally, we asked me to approach Xiaoliu Village with beauty and then kill him in **, but I didn't expect Yang Yunzhi to be a traitor. I didn't win it. The chance to have a midnight snack with Xiaoliu Village..."

When she said this, Qianxiang suddenly cried. She thought of the tragic scene of Okayama Orange being shot by Yang Yunzhi: "Wow... I didn't expect... Yang Yunzhi was... a traitor... He actually killed Orange... Whoo..."

"Are you a killer?" I asked on the weekend.

"Hmm!"

"Can you tell me which killer organization it is?"

This time, Qianxiang remained silent.

"It's okay. I just ask." Previously, when Yang Yunzhi shot Okayama's daughter Orange, he had already guessed that Qianxiang was with the Chinese named Yang Yunzhi and Okayama's daughter Orange. They also took the task of assassinating Xiaoliu Village of the Yamaguchi Group on the Bloody Network, but unfortunately the mission failed.

Of course, there is no conflict of interest between which killer organization Qianxiang belongs to on weekends, and Qianxiang has undoubtedly become a guide on weekends, letting him know some information about Xiaoliu Village on weekends. He will be more confident on weekends. In the next assassination, he will be more convenient.

"In fact, I should tell you on the weekend, but our organization has regulations..." Qianxiang looked at the back of the weekend and tried to explain.

"I can understand." When I said this, I had already raised my feet and left on the weekend. "Wait for me here. I'll wash your clothes."

Looking at the back that left on the weekend, Qianxiang hugged her knees and cried on her knees again.

After going far away on the weekend, Qianxiang hurriedly took out her mobile phone from her bag. She wanted to tell her that Yang Yunzhi was a traitor, but what made Qianxiang speechless was that the mobile phone in this area had no signal.

"No, I want to leave here early!" Qianxiang is worried that something will go wrong if it goes on like this.

Soon, he came back on the weekend, and he found water to wash the light clothes. Looking at the drying of her clothes on the branches on the weekend, she was even more grateful.

This night, the weekend and Qianxiang slept against the tree trunk. Qianxiang was covered with the vest for the weekend, while the weekend was bare. Anyway, it was not cold on a hot day.

When she woke up the next morning, Qianxiang found herself sleeping in the weekend's arms, and the weekend's hand was pressed on her chest.

Looking at a few finger marks on his white and tender chest, his light face suddenly turned red. She remembers very clearly that when she slept in a daze last night, she took the initiative to sleep in her arms on the weekend because she heard the cry of strange birds and was afraid.

In a daze, Qianxiang always feels that her chest has been rubbed around, and now she wakes up like this.

After all, she took the initiative to get into the arms of the weekend. Although Qianxiang was a little ashamed and angry, it was not easy to attack.

Just as Qianxiang was hesitating to take the weekend's hand off her chest, she also woke up on the weekend.

"Huh, Qianxiang, why are you in my arms?"

"I...I..." Obviously, the light fragrance was stolen on the weekend, but after listening to the preconceived question on the weekend, I suddenly panicked.

"Why is my hand still in your chest..." The weekend's hand shrank back like an electric shock, and there was no embarrassment on his bronze face, but more surprised.

"Uh..." Qianxiang was completely speechless. She wouldn't believe that she would have no impression of touching her breasts in the middle of the weekend. But how can it be easy to say such words?

Almost while shrinking her hands on the weekend, Qianxiang also hurriedly left her chest on the weekend.

It was already dawn, and I couldn't help staring at the fragrant chest on the weekend. The pair wrapped in black bra was extremely strong.

Swallowed his saliva and hesitated on the weekend, "Qianxiang, should we..."

"What do you want to do?" Looking at the hot eyes of the weekend, Qianxiang hurriedly hugged her chest with her hands, "Although you saved my life, you can't force me to make a promise, can you?"