Black Bellied President Dotes on Wife

The little deer's little hand was held by Jing Yiran's big hand. She didn't have any movements, and the blood on her finger dropped in a drop, but she couldn't help it.

Pain seems to have become numb in the long killing years.

The temperature of her fingers is obviously higher than the temperature of Jing Yiran's fingers, but she always feels that her hands and feet are cold, and she wants to find a place to get warm.

However, she is used to being alone, not dare to indulge herself in the warmth of beauty.

Only coldness and darkness can keep her in good condition and warm, and it is easy for her to lose the precious intuition that she has gained from thousands of tempering.

"Your finger is hurt, why don't you scream!" Jing Yiran looked at Xiaolu's face without any look, I don't know what happened, and my heart hurts.

They all said that they were ten fingers and their fingers were hurt. They were hurt more than other places, and the pain was much stronger.

However, this petite woman in front of her eyes seems to feel no pain at all.

Jing Yiran directly picked up the deer and put it back on the bed. He gloomy face and ordered her: "Sit here and don't move, I will take the medicine box."

The deer glanced at him faintly, did not speak, but did not move.

Jing Yiran turned and walked away. A minute later, he took a large medicine box and walked back.

There is nothing else in his family, but the first aid kit is the most adequate, and his experience of dressing wounds is already richer than the top doctor.

No way, he was injured too many times and he had already practiced it.

Remove the alcohol cotton from the medicine box, and skillfully disinfect the wound of the deer, then take out the white gauze and wrap the wound in her.

After a few minutes of effort, Jing Yiran gave the deer a wound.

He can't help but feel complacent: "How is it that the technology of this group's wounds is not bad? If there is no food in the future, I can open a medical center to treat bruises. This technique is absolutely master!"

Deer looked at his skilled banding action and couldn’t help but soften.

If you have not suffered many injuries, it is impossible to be so skilled and professional.

Her gaze moved away from her hand and stopped at Jing Yiran's enchanting face. Then she said in a serious tone: "Don't be right with Jing Yichen, you are not his opponent."

Jing Yiran stunned, and then he was annoyed, and his nose was smashed!

He kicked the medicine box to the side, and the glass bottle in the medicine box slammed inside. He roared: "Fart! How is Laozi not his opponent?! Is he three legs or three hands, or three? Only the eyes? He is not just an individual. I don’t have much money in his hands, otherwise he can make him arrogant for so long!"

Jing Yiran's beautiful face is full of irresistible anger. The whole person is like a firecracker that is lit, and a roar of screaming.

"Everyone is optimistic about him. Why do you think that I am not as good as him? I must lose to him on what basis! I tell you, you are all wrong, wrong and outrageous! I will defeat him and make him become nothing. I want you to know that I am the best one! You are all eyes!"

The deer quietly listened to him venting, waiting for him to dissipate some of his anger, and then calmly said: "I am not saying that you are not as good as him, I mean, you should not be against him, this is not good for you."

Jing Yiran couldn’t listen to it. He jumped like a thunder: "You quickly get out of my way, eat my use of me at my house, and help others to talk. I am sick and take you away! I should have killed you directly." Leave you here to find me suffocating!"

The deer stood up and looked calmly away: "Well, I am going. However, I want to tell you that you just can't kill me, but I am merciful. Otherwise, you are already a dead body."

When she finished, she went straight out.

Waiting for the scene to return to the gods, the deer has long since disappeared.

He is very upset.

Xiaolu’s finger was injured, and she just wore a halter top and a small skirt underneath. The temperature outside was already minus five or six degrees, and it was three nights. She was a little girl’s house and it was too unsafe to go out. Now! It’s so beautiful, it’s a baby face. If you’re being stared, what to do if you’re doing bad things!

Jing Yiran did not want to chase it out.

He seems to have forgotten that with the deer's hand, it is estimated that if anyone is going to stare at her, the person who does the bad thing must be the deer, and the person who looks at her only has the way to beg for mercy.

He didn't know why he would chase it out and didn't want to know.

Anyway, I want to go out and chase the woman who is not even euphemistic.

Jing Yiran casually wore a coat, strode out, and walked in his heart, really, temper is bigger than him, say go and go!

He just didn't just get a little more angry, his voice was a little higher, and his tone was a little bit rushed? Dead hoe, or the little deer who only knows to hold a lollipop, likes it, this one is so embarrassing, and he can't beat her, it is a sting!

Deer has been in Jingjia for many years, although she often disappears, but she is the closest person to Jingyiran for so many years.

Although Jing Yiran likes beauty, he does not have long-lasting feelings for women. The longest woman who has ever been in contact has not been more than a week old.

The deer has always been succulent, and it is very flattering, and most of her time in the family is the innocent little girl, because the Jing family is not dangerous, the one who is deep in her body is good at it. Killing and dealing with dangerous deer will not wake up.

If you want to count the deer as a woman in Jing Yiran's life, she should be the longest in all women, followed by Jing Yiran.

In the past ten years, Jing Yichen has not returned to Jingjia, so he and the deer, the feelings are relatively light, but Jing Yiran, often with the deer everywhere to make trouble.

The deer is very strong, and fighting is a good hand. Jing Yiran is always willing to bring her.

Although sometimes in a critical moment, the deer will change greatly, and then the level of fight will skyrocket, but Jing Yiran did not think much. He thought that the clay figurine also had three points of soil, and the deer might have been forced to rush. Turned the temper.

He regarded the deer as his own. He drove the deer out of the middle of the night, and he regretted it.

He felt that he was really unprofessional, and even a little girl was run by him.

He can use any means for others, and he will not be at all in the heart of others' lives, but the deer is different.

The blurred scenes in memory gradually became clear. Whenever he was injured, there would always be a cold woman sitting next to him, caressing his forehead and cheeks.