Chapter 1961: [Hold it! 】

at night.
Eleven.
There was no Fang Wenping’s cry in the car, and the gloomy grove was quiet at once, with only some bugs screaming.
Inside the car.
Fang Wenping lay there breathlessly.
Dong Xuebin was still good. He recovered after a few breaths. Then he moved his aching shoulders and licked his waist. He grabbed his clothes and put them on, and found a bottle of mineral water to unscrew the lid. I drank half, then handed it to Fang Wenping.
Fang Wenping did not move, the skin around her body was red, and it seemed to have just been bathed. The body was wet and sweaty.
"Drink of water."
"……No need to."
"What is it now? Go back to your home?"
"Huh, um."
"Wait for me to unlock you."
Dong Xuebin put down the mineral water bottle and reached for the meat stockings tied to the legs of Fang Wenping. After a half day of dismantling, the pantyhose stocks had been torn apart in the previous toss. It must have been worn. Dong Xuebin was thrown directly into the back seat. At the end, he went to solve the belt tied to the old hand. After disassembling, he directly put it on his trousers. After looking back, Fang Wenping discovered that the old wrist was tied. There was a red seal, and there was a place where some skin was worn out and some blood was printed. Fortunately, there was no bleeding. Upon seeing it, Dong Xuebin also felt that he had only tossed a bit too much. Then he looked at the old side and the buttocks, and all of them were red handprints. It can be seen that Dong Xuebin had multiple hands. He looked at Fang Wenping’s pain. Panic, my face was also embarrassed.
Fang Wenping was able to move, but because she was tied for too long, she couldn’t put down her thighs, and she was still hanging there. After waiting for about a minute or so, Fang Wenping slowly took his legs down, and his wrists were active, and he gradually recovered his blood circulation. The skirt is hung on Fang Wenping's waist and there is no need to wear clothes. Straight pull, the long skirt is covered, and the bra is also, Fang Wenping is struggling to move his arm and squat, reset back, and then tie the shirt buttons. The shirt has been soaked by Fang Wenping's sweat, so wear it. The color of the bra is also clearly printed on the shirt, which is very attractive.
"Change clothes? Should there be in the luggage?" Dong Xuebin asked.
Fang Wenping shook her head, didn't talk, continued to lie there halfway and gasped, and after she got the clothes button, she didn't want to move even a finger.
Dong Xuebin snorted. "You face..."
Fang Wenping may have felt it too. He reached out and looked for it.
Dong Xuebin grabbed a pack of napkins and opened it and handed it to her. "Here."
Fang Wenping took it and wiped it on the face and mouth with a napkin. Not enough, it was not wiped clean. So she took another face, and she couldn't see it on her hair, or Dong Xuebin wiped the paper with a lot of things on her hair.
"Then I drove?" Dong Xuebin tied the seat belt.
Fang Wenping whispered, and the thighs were a bit sloppy.
"Let's lie down, don't touch it." Dong Xuebin said, after hitting the steering wheel, he drove the car out of the grove and used the navigation to find the way back. It was a special pleasure.
......
Less than zero.
Fang Wenping’s family has arrived.
Dong Xuebin drove the car in and stopped. "Fang Jie. It is here."
All the way above, Wen Ping was closed with a closed eye. The two did not say a word. When Fang Fangping came to see the place, he got up slightly and sat up very hard.
Dong Xuebin helped her take the suitcase down and saw Fang Wenping getting off the bus and walking to the corridor. Dong Xuebin also took the car and simply packed it up. The rubbing place was wiped a bit, but it was still a bit of a sly smell. It was not very good, and it didn’t matter. Minger let the old party pick it up. Dong Xuebin closed the car door and got out of the car, dragging his luggage and chasing it up.
upstairs.
When Fang Xuebin arrived at the door, Fang Wenping had already opened the door and entered the house. The door was closed and he left the door for Dong Xuebin. He went in and put the baggage on his side, and he heard the sound of the bathroom door closing, and then sent a burst of information about it. The movement is obviously undressing. Dong Xuebin closed the door and looked at his watch. This is definitely not going back today, or staying at the old house, so he took off his clothes with politeness and found a bathrobe from the old bedroom to wear on his body. Then, Yangba Ping went to Fang Wenping's bed and was very comfortable.
ten minutes……
half an hour……
The bathroom door was opened.
Fang Wenping came out weakly.
"I also sweat a lot, I also wash one." Dong Xuebin came down from the bed, greeted him, and passed in Fang Fangping.
Fang Wenping did not face black and did not speak.
Dong Xuebin didn’t know what to say when he coughed. He went to take a bath first. The washing machine in the bathroom was all the clothes that Fang Wenping had just taken off. The shirt was still wet. It’s not dry now, and the skirt and underwear are dirty. Dong Xuebin thought about whether to help the old party to wash it. After all, she just gave her a tossing and broken, but after thinking about it, it was forgotten. He didn’t want to move now, it was quite tired, no matter what, take a shower.
Hey.
The hot water is rushing, and the spirit is also mentioned.
Dong Xuebin looked up at the sprinkler head and sighed in his mouth. I don't know what the old side is, what is it? Unlike ah, every time Dong Xuebin licked her hair, Fang Wenping was as obedient as today, but afterwards she would look for a post account, and Dong Xuebin was angry, blinking, shouting a few scorpions, but today is not the same. I haven’t seen Fang Wenping’s swearing. Is it true that I have put the old party in the past? At the thought of this possibility, Dong Xuebin was slightly excited in his heart. If it is so good, then he will have a good time.
The shower was finished.
Dong Xuebin wiped his body out, the lights in the living room had been turned off, and the bedroom was covered with lights. He used to push the door and look at Fang Wenping, who was in a bathrobe, sitting on the bed, a white flowered thigh from the bathrobe. Outside, Fang Wenping did not know what kind of ointment he had taken. He was applying medicine to his legs. It seems that there is still a place to break, and it is particularly painful. The old man is inhaling.
"what happened?"
"……broken."
"I am coming, let me come."
"No need to."
"Give me, hurry up."
Dong Xuebin also had a distressed pain. He quickly sat down on the bed and saw that the light of the grove driving lights was limited. I didn’t see it clearly. This is really the case. Fang Wenping’s body is at least seven or eight, and some of them are Dong Xuebin. Some of them are scratched by nails, and some are touched by things like armrests in the car. Not only are there legs, but also a large piece of green on the shoulders. Without two words, Dong Xuebin immediately grabbed the ointment on Fang Wenping's hand and lowered his head to wipe the broken part of her thigh.
"Hey!" Fang Wenping screamed.
Dong Xuebin said: "What a pain? What medicine is this?"
It seems to be a sand pain, Fang Wenping sucked again and again, and finally pushed him away, "Do not wipe it."
Dong Xuebin did not agree. "How can I do it? When I get infected again, I have to deal with it. You don't move, don't move, I will wipe it for you."
"No need." Fang Wenping drilled directly into the bed.
Dong Xuebin said: "Sister, hurry up, just smear it, this must listen to me."
Fang Wenping did not speak, and put on the quilt, it seems that he is ready to rest.
Where does Dong Xuebin agree? "When you come out, you may not be able to handle it when you don't handle it."
Fang Wenping still didn't move, and he closed his eyes and slept.
Dong Xuebin pulled her down and Wenping was still motionless. At the end, Dong Xuebin had to use the killer, get out of bed and find the pants that he had taken off before, and pulled out the belt. Fang Wenping estimated that the hand had been hidden under the body. Dong Xuebin had two squats and had not yet smashed it. He simply bit his teeth. He wrapped the belt around Fang Wenping’s neck. The belt was the kind of zipper. In one line, a few sounds of the shell sounded, and the belt caught the neck of Fang Wenping. Dong Xuebin put the other end in his hand. It was no different from the dog chain. The nature and function were exactly the same.
Fang Wenping screamed in pain, "Don't!"
Dong Xuebin said, "Come out! Hurry!"
"Yes! Yes!" Fang Wenping did not think about it, and immediately climbed out of the bed.
"Come on, I will give you medicine." Dong Xuebin took another belt.
Fang Wenping’s neck was smashed, and the body quickly moved, his knees squatting on the bed, his hands on the sheets, and he climbed over.
Dong Xuebin only took the medicine and gave it to her.
Fang Wenping was sore and screamed, but this time he did not hide. The body was a little trembling. The thigh was twitching unconsciously, and his face was rosy again. It seemed to be dripping out of water. It seemed to be emotional. ~EbookFREE.me~ How much more is there?
Dong Xuebin sweated and smeared a wound to her. "Resist the point, it will be fine soon."
In fact, although the belt has swayed Fang Wenping's neck, it is not enough for her to land on the same limbs as the dog. Fang Wenping can lie down or sit for a more comfortable posture, but the old party does not, nor does it know that Didn't respond to it or how, Fang Wenping was so held up by his neck and was held by Dong Xuebin, and there was no resentment on his expression. The usual majesty and utterness did not exist, it seemed to have changed like a person.
Opening the yukata on her shoulder, Dong Xuebin continued to take the medicine, and his heart was also more and more heated by Fang Wenping's posture and screaming, but he still resisted it. He had to deal with the wounds first.
five minutes later.
The wound is covered with medicine.
It's not serious, and you don't need to wrap any gauze. It should be down for two days.
After finishing the work, Dong Xuebin only looked at Fang Wenping, even though she had just tossed her an hour ago, but now she can’t stand it anymore. This old goblin is too hooked! (To be continued...)