Iceberg actor gave birth to a mink for me

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Di Ying's body was also covered in water and soil, not much better than Ling Ji's before.

"You... change your clothes first." Ling Ji urged him.

Di Ying was not as shy as Ling Ji. He took off his shirt and threw it on the ground in front of him, then went to search in the wardrobe topless.

Years of fitness habits have made his back muscles full of strength and soft beauty no matter what he does.

"Mr. Ling, I really want to know, is it because you are urging me to change clothes because you are obsessed with cleanliness, or because you are worried that I will catch a cold?"

There was no movement behind him, and Di Ying turned around without warning, and he caught Ling Ji's small gesture of quickly lowering his head to look at his phone.

Di Ying: "..."

What's the matter with suddenly getting the fun of the head teacher?

When Di Ying changed her clothes and turned around again, the person on the bed was already concentrating on wrestling with the phone.

Ling Ji's cell phone is like a brick welded with metal, the screen is completely black.

Di Ying watched him keep pressing the power button for a long time, and each time he became more irritable and impatient than the last time.

"Don't compete with Brick." Di Ying sat down on the bedside, "I still have an endorsement phone from the manufacturer at home, it has not been opened, and I will replace the SIM card for you later. The phone endorsed by brother is not dare Guaranteed, at least waterproof."

"Then the data in my mobile phone will be gone." The iceberg has a tendency to develop into a volcano, "Is there any possibility of exporting it?"

"What data is so precious, haven't you uploaded it to the cloud?"

As soon as Di Ying finished speaking, he asked and answered: "Forget it, with your hard-working and simple style, you would never buy cloud space. I'll ask Xiao Jia to find someone to see if they can rescue you."

Ling Ji handed the phone halfway out and then took it back: "Forget it, don't bother your assistant, Xiao Yi should also know where to repair the phone."

Di Ying smiled and said, "What's the matter, Mr. Ling, is there something on my phone that I can't see? Oh, I see. Did you secretly take my nude photos while I was drunk that day?"

Ling Ji glared at him: "Who cares about taking nude photos of you?"

"That's true, otherwise you would have evidence to post on Weibo ten months ago, accusing me of running away after sleeping. I am an out-and-out scumbag. There are no nude photos, so why is Teacher Ling guilty?"

Ling Ji struggled for a long time, but still refused to give Di Ying the phone, and refused to go to the hospital.

Di Ying didn't realize that he was such a stubborn person before, so he took a step back. It's okay not to go to the hospital, but he must invite a doctor to come to see him at home.

"It's agreed, if the doctor agrees, we will rest at home, otherwise we must go to the hospital."

"Could it be the veterinarian from last time?"

"You reminded me that I should ask Xin Yi to do an examination for you. Sometimes being too stingy is also a kind of mental illness."

The sun and rain come and go quickly, as if they came to this world with the sole purpose of destroying Ling Ji's cell phone.

The doctor invited by Xiao Jia is known as the best blindfolded and bone-touching doctor in a radius of ten miles. He has 50 to [-] years of experience in bone setting, and his hands are comparable to X-rays.

The most important thing is that he is a blind man, so there is no need to worry about his identity being exposed.

He groped for a moment at Ling Ji's injured part: "The injury is quite serious, why is the young man so careless?"

"How serious is it? Do I have to go to the hospital?" Di Ying hurriedly asked.

"The waist is a bit misaligned, and it can be corrected, but the focus is on resting in the later stage."

"It's easy to say, the patient has nothing else but a long vacation."

Ling Ji: "... I thank you."

Di Yingying was shameless: "You don't need to thank me, you haven't been on vacation for a long time, so I just took this opportunity to rest for a while."

Throwing the clothes of the two of them on the ground was suspicious enough, but when he heard that Ling Ji was injured on the waist, Xiao Jia looked at his boss in a slightly wrong way.

Looking at his expression, Di Ying knew that he was thinking wrong: "What kind of dirty thoughts are you full of? Give it to me!"

"Brother, although I am soft-spoken, you are now a father, and there are some things that should be restrained or restrained."

The doctor gestured at Ling Ji's injured area with both hands, and then said: "This young man is not very old, he has become a father at such a young age, and it is very hard to raise children. Boys or girls?"

Di Ying: "Boy."

"I can't understand what you young people are saying."

The doctor kept talking about daily routines, but in fact it was to divert the patient's attention.

After feeling that the opponent's muscles were almost relaxed, he suddenly staggered his hands hard.

"Ah!" Ling Ji cried out in pain for a moment, and a white shadow jumped out from the darkness, leaving three paw prints on the back of the old doctor's hand.

The doctor shrank his hands in fright: "There are mice!"

Ling Ji and Di Ying said in unison: "Xiao Ao!"

Xiao Aohu stood in front of Ling Ji, bared her teeth viciously at the doctor, and let out a sharp hissing sound.

"Ha-ha-ha-"

Di Ying, who was the closest, quickly grabbed it by the neck: "Don't make trouble, that's the doctor who treated your mother."

Xiao Ao couldn't tell the difference, and struggled hard.

Di Ying warned it: "What kind of protection god are you running here now, if you didn't come here indiscriminately, why would your mother see a doctor?"

Xiaoao was still small, and her claws were not that sharp, so the doctor didn't feel that much pain, but she was confused by Di Ying's words.

"The child's mother? But why do I listen, the patient is a man?"

"You heard me right," Ling Ji apologized for Xiao Ao, "I'm sorry doctor, it was my son just now, it may have misunderstood that you wanted to hurt me."

The medicine box that Di Ying took out was next to him, and Xiao Jia hurriedly took out a cotton swab and disinfected it with iodine.

"Brother, Teacher Ling, don't worry, I'll send the old man to get rabies vaccine later."

The old doctor has practiced medicine for 50 to [-] years, and has experienced all kinds of bizarre things, and his tolerance is much larger than ordinary people.

"This little injury is nothing, but the young people nowadays, raising a pet as a son, I can't keep up with you guys."

Ling Ji: "Xiao Ao is really not a pet, but my own son."

"I'm afraid you are bullying me, an old man who can't see. Although I am blind, I have a very sensitive sense of touch. How can my son be fluffy?"

Di Ying was so moved that she wanted to cry: "Doctor, other people can see, but I think they are all blind. Although you can't see, you can see better than anyone else."

He forcibly stuffed the small hole into the opponent's hand: "Come on, you can touch it carefully and see what it is?"

The master stroked it carefully from head to tail: "This is definitely not a mouse, could it be... a weasel?"

Xiao Ao refuses to be a weasel: "Squeak!"

Di Ying: "Okay, even if it is a weasel, what do you think is the probability that it is my own son?"

"Oh..." The doctor rarely hesitated, "Then I have to be more careful..."

Di Ying immediately gave Xiao Ao to his hand again, and this time the doctor focused on stroking its face.

Then he stretched out his hand to Di Ying: "Do you mind?"

Di Ying took the initiative to bring his face closer, and he touched Di Ying's forehead to chin in the same way.

"No wonder," the doctor suddenly realized, "it's really exactly the same."

Di Ying: "..."

The doctor stroked his beard: "I believe what you said now. Sure enough, people live long enough to encounter anything."

Di Ying was also numb. Sure enough, people live so long that they can accept even the most absurd things calmly.

Before leaving, the doctor left the ancestral secret medicinal oil and told me to rub it twice a day in the morning and evening. The key point is to reduce activities as much as possible.

No matter how reluctant Ling Ji was, he had to rely on Di Ying.His waist was supple yet firm, and his skin was delicate and elastic, as if it had some kind of magnetic force.

It was hard for Di Ying to imagine that he had had the closest contact with such a beautiful body, yet he forgot all about it.In his previous life, he must have burned [-] pillars of high incense in front of the Buddha, and then kicked the Buddha statue over.

"Mr. Ling, there is a question that I can't figure out."

Ling Ji's face was deeply buried in the pillow, and he replied with a muffled "hmm" perfunctorily.

"It stands to reason that I've been in the sensual entertainment industry for so many years, and I'm such an attractive man..."

Ling Ji left the pillow slightly: "Stop talking."

"Well, let me be modest. It stands to reason that there are eight hundred men and women who want to have something to do with me while I'm drunk. Even if my body is occasionally tempted, my soul can keep them out. , why did it only fall at Teacher Ling's place?"

Ling Ji closed his eyes, and his expression was not relaxed: "Maybe you are in the south, and they rushed to the north slope."

"No, no, no, I came up with a possibility. Just like at this moment, I originally had a heart of hanging the pot to help the world, but as soon as I touched my hand, I started to feel distracted. Do you know what this means?"

This time Ling Ji didn't even bother to praise her.

"It's not my body that succumbed to Teacher Ling, it's my soul that wants to sleep with you."

Ling Ji glanced back at him out of the corner of his eye, unable to bear it anymore: "Have you finished wiping it?"

Di Ying regained consciousness from the charming fantasy, and saw only half of the medicine oil bottle left in his hand: "It's broken."

"how?"

Not only the bruises, but also the surrounding healthy parts were turned white and rosy by Di Ying's pressure.

"Knead it for too long, it will be marinated."

"..."

Di Ying washed his hands, and brought the culprit to account.

"Say, are you still naughty?"

Xiaoao drooped her ears: "Zhi..."

Di Ying tugged at its ear: "What did you say? You feel sorry for your mother who is tired from work and want to find a chance to let him take a vacation?

"Okay, I reluctantly accept this explanation, but it's not allowed to be like this next time."

Ling Ji was speechless: "Diaoyu tenth-level scholar, can you not randomly add drama to Xiaoao?"

Xiaoao: "Squeak."

"What? You asked Dad to take care of Mom more?

"Meddle in your own business, don't you? I'll take care of your mother if she doesn't get hurt."

Ling Ji: "You're not finished, are you?"

"Apologize sincerely, and this matter will be considered a turning point."

Di Ying covered her face with a small dimple and squeezed her throat: "I was born to be a mink, I'm sorry."

Ling Ji was amused by his double reed puff, and quickly suppressed his smile.

Di Ying could see clearly from hiding behind the small hole. The tool mink was put down, and Di Ying was half lying beside Ling Ji, supporting his temple with one hand, and pushing the small hole from the beginning to the end with the other hand, in a cycle.

"Aren't you angry anymore?"

Ling Ji's stern expression gradually returned to calm: "Di Ying, I need work."

Di Ying remained silent and continued to masturbate.

"Whether it's a high-ranking job or a third-rate online drama you don't like, if you don't have the experience of being in debt every morning when you wake up, you won't understand."

"Hey, it's not that I haven't seen a colleague in the industry who is in debt. There are several reasons. My father takes drugs and my mother gambles on my sister's heart disease. The first two are usually persuaded."

"It's not as exaggerated as you said."

"Oh, are you naked?"

The resentment that Ling Ji had finally calmed down seemed to be aroused again: "I really regret that I didn't take your nude photos that day."

"Well, when you recover from your injury, there are plenty of opportunities."

Di Ying grabbed Xiao Ao: "It's getting late, go to bed."

Xiao Ao firmly grasped Ling Ji's sleeve and refused to let go: "Squeak!"

Its reaction was very rare, Ling Ji tentatively asked: "Are you going to sleep with me tonight?"

Xiaoao's grip became tighter and tighter: "Squeak!"

Di Ying: "I think you are the tenth-level master of Diaoyu, I don't think Xiao Ao has that kind of meaning at all."

Ling Ji finally softened his heart: "Well, it's only for today."

Xiao Ao immediately broke free from the clutches happily, and slipped into Ling Ji's bed, as if Di Ying would forcefully carry her away by pinching the back of her neck if she slipped too slowly.

"That's okay? So where did I lose, the human language is too fluent?"

"I'll put Xiao Ao to bed tonight, and you can go to bed early, too."

Seeing his son succeed, Di Ying also wanted to fight for his own happiness: "Don't you think the picture of a family of three sleeping on the same bed is very warm?"

"I think with your financial conditions, it is no problem to add another bed, and I don't want to occupy your bedroom all the time."

Di Ying sternly refused: "Teacher Ling, unfortunately, I can't. Within the scope of my daily activities, only one adult bed is allowed."

"Mr. Di, has your psychiatrist ever said that this may also be a type of mental illness?"

"You guessed it, I just have room for one bed syndrome, or 'only bed' for short."