Chapter 92: Spring in the dungeon (18)

Ke left the Ada, and after blowing a cold wind in the yard, he felt that the skin was sticky and sweaty and uncomfortable.
She went back to the house and took a shower. She soaked up and thought about something. Her face was covered with blush, and she could not help but comfort herself: this body is twenty-six years old and is a man of perennial men’s clothing. Usually there is very little contact with people, not to mention the ones that live in the core are still bent into mosquito coils. At this time, the physical reaction is too normal. After all, it is the year of the tiger and wolf.
But the thought is that it can't stop. The scene of the fake play with Xin Xin in the bed is repeated in the mind, and Ke's face is directly hot.
At that time, she only looked at her and was not recognized. She didn’t have much thoughts and shyness. Now, when I think about it, all kinds of shame are full, and I can’t help but guess what Xin Xin will think about myself. Will it feel like a wave?
Ke Yiyi thought of this, the heart of the heart was completely gone, irritatingly patted the gradually cold water surface, blaming himself for not thinking about the best strategy before, even came up with such a bad idea.
[This is the typical focus effect in psychology. Host, you are too sensitive. Maybe the woman does not care about you, only you care about others. 】
"..." Ke didn't want to talk to Peas at all, and every time afterwards, it was a pot of spicy chicken system.
She didn't wear clothes at the time. It was normal to think more, and the Xinyi lining was well dressed, and naturally it wouldn't feel like it.
[But this is a good phenomenon. I just watched it. The value of intimacy and goodwill are steadily increasing. It seems that the world needs more of this meat... wrong, mental collision. 】 Peas once again acted to prove that they are a veritable soybean.
Collide a ghost! Then hit her waist and it will be completely broken.
"You can shut up, don't come out when you come out, now you know bb here."
[This is what the ministers demanded. The more they get to the back, the weaker the system’s presence. 】 Beans are wronged, [Don't the host find a problem? The feelings of this world happen independently, more like in real life, sweet and bitter, and if you have feelings, you will be more painful. 】
"..." Ke was silent for a moment, licking his neck and said: "Do you mean human-machine abuse? Or do you see that the kind of portrait is a person who will have feelings?"
[...that can be said. 】 Beans finished the perfect body.
Ke turned a blind eye, but carefully thought about what Peas had just said.
If you still think of falling in love with the woman as a task, the challenge of the world is undoubtedly the biggest difficulty factor, but you have to admit that the relationship between them is slowly changing.
For example, through these days of getting along, she even has to forget the scar on her face, she is usually very vengeful.
Ke Li told himself: This is because compared with himself, Xin Xin's situation is too bad, so she will have this illusion.
"Cough..." At this moment, a coughing sound suddenly sounded in the next room.
Ke's thoughts were all recovered, and the already cool water irritated her skin with a goose bump. She quickly stepped out of the tub and wiped her body briefly.
The red color on the lips of Xin’s lips suddenly appeared in my mind. Ke didn’t even wipe her hair, and she went out wearing clothes. The situation was too anxious, so she didn’t have time to ask, but she didn’t think she just forgot.
There is a cold wind blowing outside, and there is only a crooked moon in the sky.
Ke deliberately pressed the steps very low. The closer he was to the Xinyi room, the more depressed the cough was heard, and the more uncomfortable it was, as if to cough up everything in the chest.
Ke Li only felt that the palms were sweaty, like a thief. Even the breath was lightest, and slowly approached the Xinyi door. However, just the ear was close to the door and I heard the weakness of Xin. The voice: "Who is outside?"
Ke was stunned in the same place, hesitated for a moment, and pushed in.
At the moment of opening the door, Ke Li saw the expression of Xin Wei changed from vigilance to surprise, and finally there was some... panic, her face was pale, and there was no blood on her lips.
Ke did not say a word, quietly sat down beside Xin's, her hair was still dripping with water, the water drops from the neck of the white, and the silence was silent. The scene was once very weird.
After waiting for about a musk, see Xin Xin still did not mean to speak, Ke Li finally could not help but open her mouth, her voice sounded without fluctuation, and her hand could be sold out by her hand.
"why did not you tell me?"
Xin Xin looked up and saw Ke's eye, and reached out and hooked the broken hair on the side of the ear. He asked: "I stabbed myself."
"What?" Xin Xin, this bull's head did not answer the horse's mouth, so that Ke was so powerful that he had no chance to display it. The next moment he slammed into the deep eyes of her, she asked: "What is your own stab?"
"This." Xin Xin said to open the clothes and pointed to the wound that had just been wrapped. If nothing happened: "You don't always want to know how the wound on my shoulder is made? Do you know now?"
"How...how?" Ke looked at Xin Xin’s wound in a daze, and there was a blank in his mind. She once thought that Xin Xin had been abused by Guan Li, and even thought about whether the wound would be produced. It’s exactly the same as the picture of the smashed bone in the TV series. I never thought that it would be Xin Xin’s own.
"Why not? I have always been a slap in the face, and it is the devil of everyone." Xin Xin’s tone is very flat. "The sister's temper is nothing more than that. I stabbed myself and then jumped into the deep pool. Never mind her mind."
She said that the wind was light and dark, but Ke knew that the situation at that time would not be so simple. Just when she was in a big surprise, her face suddenly touched a cold hand, and it was just in the scar. At the office.
"..." Ke was settled from the whole person, and even the breathing was stagnant. She looked up and looked at Xin Xin, seeing that she was holding her body toward herself, subconsciously retreating, but listening to Xin Wei. Whispered: "Now I have tasted the feeling that you were trapped, but..."
Ke Li only felt that his face was numb, especially the scars that were rubbed by Xin’s fingers. It seemed like something was going to break the skin. The water in her eyes swayed and she grabbed it and grabbed it. Xin Xin's hand on his face, the touch of ice and cold, but thin as if only bones.
"But your situation is different from mine. We are both enemies. I am sleepy." Xin Xin said that he did not hesitate to withdraw his hand and licked his face to stop seeing Ke, as if he had just been gentle. Illusion.
The palm of his hand was empty, and the remaining temperature on his face was still there. Ke touched his face and muttered to himself: "So if you give me another chance, you will still kill me, right?"

The person on the bed was silent for a long while, and did not answer with a voice. She only left her with a deserted back. Ke left her hand and looked at Xin’s shoulder. She did not forget the purpose of just coming in, but she always had Feeling that everything you do may be just passionate.
Ke stayed for a while, and remembered what Doudou said. He couldn’t help but remind himself that this is just a mission world. How could it be like real life? Doesn't the system want to be intimate? She gave it.
Xin Xin lay still, seemingly asleep, and Ke was quietly standing on the edge of the bed, the seaweed hair was still dripping, and the clothes were wet most of the time.
After a long while, I felt that the people in the room were still there. The brows of Xin’s brows were slightly wrinkled, and I was about to turn around. The voice suddenly sounded from my voice without any emotional fluctuations:
I heard Ada yesterday, and the emperor suddenly became critically ill and is calling everywhere. The famous doctors from the world are in Beijing, congratulations on your wish."
Xin Xin’s hand under the quilt suddenly became a fist, and his eyes closed slowly, his eyes were full of killing. After several deep breaths, she said:
You can go out now.

"Don't forget, here is my place." Ke Li said that he took off his clothes straight, and used the clothes he took off to wipe the semi-dry hair. Now she only has a coat on her body, and she is not afraid to be seen by Xin Xin. .
Xin Xin naturally heard the sound of Ke's undressing, but it was too late to stop. Ke Li suddenly got into the bed and grabbed her slender waist from behind.
The waist was suddenly trapped, and the sputum was slightly confiscated, subconsciously struggling, and coldly said: "Let loose, go out!"
If the change is in the past, in this case, Ke may be life-threatening at any time, but it is now, Xin Biao is just a lobster without pliers.
Ke Yi did not loosen it. Instead, he forced Xin Xin to face himself and stretched his face: "Is the throat so itchy? Is it coughing?"
"..." Xin Xin closed his mouth and did not speak, but his face slowly rose red, his throat was like a feather brush, and a salty liquid was rushing up.
Ke looked at Xin's cheek for a moment, and saw that she still didn't want to talk. She suddenly leaned over and grabbed her lips. She saw Xin's eyes and got the boss. Ke left the tip of his tongue and licked it, then quickly retired. Open, licked his mouth, slightly worried: "It is the taste of blood."
"It has nothing to do with you!" Xin Xin said that she was too reluctant to look at Ke Li, her face was tight, but there was a suspicious and familiar red glow on it.
"..." Although it was for the sake of business, Ke Ke thought that after he had succeeded, he would not get a slap, but he would be yelled, but he did not expect to get such a light sentence.
In combination with Xin’s current reaction, Ke has a thousand reasons to believe that the last "big white bear pillow" incident, Xin Xin has long been awake.
As soon as he thought of his operation in the palm of his hand, Ke was paralyzed in an instant.
The author has something to say: today is still attacking one
It may not be tomorrow.
Today is still the industrious author
Tomorrow is still (I have more credit than Ke)