Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

Qin Heng paused to close the door, then returned to the storage cabin and closed the door smoothly.

The door locked with a click.

Ji Qing raised her eyes and looked at him.

Qin Heng's face was not so hot now, but it was still very red.

Ji Qing raised her eyebrows.

Those eyes and expressions are no different from teasing.

It can't even be called teasing, provocation is more appropriate.

Qin Heng looked away unnaturally, "Where can I find someone to help you take off your pants at this time?"

Although the nurse would definitely help him as long as he asked, he also hoped that the nurse could get some rest during this time.

"If it doesn't work..." Ji Qing stood up on one leg and tried tapping her other leg on the ground.

"Don't mess around!" Qin Heng hurriedly walked over and pushed her back onto the chair.

"Then will you let me wipe your body?"

"I'll help you take it off."

They both spoke at the same time.

Ji Qing was stunned.

Qin Heng looked at her openly, "I'll just pretend you're wearing a swimsuit."

Ji Qing raised her eyebrows again.

At this moment, Qin Heng didn't notice what Ji Qing's eyebrow raising action meant.

He knew it in two minutes.

Qin Heng first helped Ji Qing up, but then he remembered that he didn't bring his crutches, so he had to let Ji Qing lean on him.

His eyes looked elsewhere.

His hands went down and rested on Ji Qing's waistband.

Fortunately, the pants that the nurse put on at that time had elastic waistbands. If they were button-zipper ones, Qin Heng's Adam's apple slipped and he swallowed.

"Ok?"

Ji Qing urged him in a low voice.

Qin Heng said hoarsely: "It's almost done, don't rush it."

His slender fingers were inserted into the waistband of his pants, and Qin Heng's fingertips were pressed against Ji Qing's skin.

Soft and delicate.

Terrible.

He had been holding a scalpel all year round, and there was a thin layer of calluses on his fingertips. The moment it was pressed against his skin, even though Ji Qing was mentally prepared, he was also distracted by the numb and slightly itchy touch.

"Hurry up." Her voice was lower than before, and even though she was urging him, she didn't sound domineering.

Instead, it feels a little more feminine.

Inexplicably, Qin Heng felt that the two of them were doing something indescribable.

but.

Now this matter is indescribable enough.

A layer of hot sweat broke out on Qin Heng's forehead.

He turned the fingers inserted into the waistband of his pants.

The moment her neatly manicured nails scratched her skin, Ji Qing's whole body trembled uncontrollably.

The hand on Qin Heng's arm tightened unconsciously.

Qin Heng felt her strength, swallowed hard, and his voice became hoarse, "I'll be fine soon."

Bend your fingers slightly, grab the sides of the waistband of your pants, and gently pull them down.

But after the pants were halfway down, Qin Heng's arms were no longer long enough.

At this time, Ji Qing needs to sit on the stool so that Qin Heng can take off his pants without pressing the plaster.

He helped Ji Qing and asked her to sit down.

The moment he bent down, he looked away.

Move your hands up to pull your pants down.

But he didn't know whether he was nervous because it was his first time doing something like this, or because he was simply nervous about taking off Ji Qing's pants.

His hand didn't grab the pants, but touched Ji Qing's inner thigh.

Ji Qing groaned and instinctively closed her legs.

There was barely any space between her legs.

Qin Heng's hand was clamped.

Both of them froze.

This time, Qin Heng's palms and backs were close to Ji Qing's tender and smooth skin.

The skin on her inner thighs was smoother and smoother than the skin on her waist and crotch.

This strange and thrilling touch.

Qin Heng's neck turned red.

"It's too tight..." He just reminded her, and the moment he turned his head, Ji Qing opened her legs and wanted to let go of his hand.

then……

A few long black silk ropes, with just a small piece of thin black cloth in the middle.

even.

The thin cloth is still slightly transparent in the shape of a butterfly.

Qin Heng's mind went blank and he suddenly looked up at Ji Qing.

Ji Qing suddenly covered his eyes, "Still watching?"

With this blockage, Qin Heng could not see anything.

Ji Qing's face cannot be seen.

Likewise, the nervousness and embarrassment in Ji Qing's eyes and her blush could not be seen.

After losing sight, Qin Heng instantly felt his heart beating wildly overloaded, and the only thing left in his mind was the thin black butterfly.

He mentally scolded himself for being a slut.

Then, he simply broke the can, closed his eyes, and quickly took off his pants, inevitably touching Ji Qing during the process.

And because he was so nervous that his palms were sweaty and his fingertips were wet. When he touched Ji Qing, he scratched her skin.

Sticky to the touch.

Qin Heng felt like he was being shot continuously by a machine gun, and his heart was beating fast.

The pants fell down to his calves, and Qin Heng had to open his eyes and carefully move the pants out of the cast area.

In his peripheral vision, he saw Ji Qing's shining white legs. Qin Heng's face felt hot and he whispered: "Okay."

He stood up and put the pants he had taken off aside. He thought that taking off his underwear also had to go through the cast on his calf. Just when he was about to say that he couldn't do it, he went to find a pair of scissors.

Just click it and cut it off.

But the style of underwear came to mind again.

Those few strings are tied.

It should be able to be untied with just a tug.

"Wait." Ji Qing suddenly stopped him.

Qin Heng paused, feeling numb in his heart and numb in his scalp, "Can't you untie it yourself?"

"Unlock what?"

"You asked knowingly." Qin Heng became angry in embarrassment.

But looking at his red neck, cheeks and ears, his angry words had no deterrent effect at all, which made people want to bully him for no reason.

Ji Qing guessed what he was talking about and could indeed solve it.

But at this moment she had no time to bully him, she just looked at his back and said, "Don't go too far."

Qin Heng exhaled, not expecting that she would be dependent on others.

He spoke, and he couldn't tell whether his voice was gentle or firm, "I'm right at the door."

After watching him walk out and close the door, Ji Qing let go of her clenched fingers and breathed a sigh of relief.

She was about to put the towel into the water when she saw her face reflected in the water.

Too red.

Qin Heng was guarding the door. There was a gap in the door, and the sound of water could be heard coming from inside.

She was already wiping herself.

This thought came to mind, and Qin Heng immediately frowned.

But then, he thought of the thin black cloth again...

Qin Heng clutched the clothes on his chest and gasped for air.

It really drives people crazy.

If he had known better, he would have found someone to take off her pants.

But when he thought about what she was wearing underneath, he felt that no one else could do it except him.

Neither can women.

Qin Heng stood guard at the door for a while and couldn't help but start to recall what happened between him and Ji Qing.

This wasn't the first time he felt strange.

After returning to China, he obviously didn't have much interaction with Ji Qing, although Ji Qing would leave a deep impression on him every time.

But he thought that he would not have different feelings for her just because of these few contacts.

after all……

what's going on?