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• In the end, in order to repay Zuo Hang's favor, Song Porridge took him back to his room. There was no one else on the way, so it seemed too smooth.
• Before leaving, she repeatedly instructed Zuohang.
• 

  songzhouzhou

  Xiao Hang is not allowed to run around, don't make too loud noises, just hide here.
• 

  zuohang

  Um! Don't worry, sister!
• Seeing that Zuo Hang nodded obediently, she left with peace of mind. She had to hurry up and find Ding Chengxin and Yan Haoxiang, so they couldn't continue to worry.
• "Song porridge!" As soon as she stepped out of the door, she heard someone calling her name in the corridor.
• 

  songzhouzhou

  Smell so good!
• Yan Haoxiang ran over with steps, and there were many bloodstains on his arm, but at this time he was more concerned about the large and small bruises on Song porridge's body.
• There was a rare look of distressed and remorse in his eyes, and his eyes slowly swept over the wounds on her body.
• 

  yanhaoxiang

  What are you doing here?
• 

  yanhaoxiang

  Be good, it's fine. Let's go to the infirmary to deal with it for you.
• Without waiting for Song Porridge to speak, Yan Haoxiang picked her up directly and rushed to the medical room in three steps and two steps.
• Yan Haoxiang's whole body was tensed up by the pheromone he smelled when he got too close. Hiss... He had to use broken thoughts to restrain his desire again.
• Yan Haoxiang took her to the medical room, where Ding Chengxin was already waiting, with fine beads of sweat on his forehead because of nervousness and worry. Seeing Yan Haoxiang's Song porridge in his arms, he hurriedly stepped forward and took over her.
• The girl's soft touch and the weight she could pick up effortlessly surprised Ding Chengxin, and the information and plain taste of the White Rabbit toaster even made him ask for more extravagance.
• 

  dingchengxin

  It's fine, it's good, you go and report a letter to the boss.
• 

  dingchengxin

  Their group was all nervous, and they would be back tonight.
• Song porridge lowered her head, not daring to look directly into the eyes of Ding Chengxin and Yan Haoxiang, her face full of guilt.
• Her eyes gradually wetted, as if she could cry after a few more blinks.
• 

  songzhouzhou

  I made you worry, I really can't do anything well...
• 

  dingchengxin

  Don't do that.
• Ding Chengxin stretched out his hand to straighten her head, and then put her on a bed in the medical room. He stood in front of her with half his arm and looked down at her quietly.
• It feels like a good dad is educating his daughter.
• 

  dingchengxin

  Our porridge is the best little girl in Team A, don't feel inferior, no one else can compare to you, because you are a member of Team A.
• Chen Linong, who was holding a pile of medicine from behind the door, stuck his head out in confusion. From his perspective, the distance between the two was very intimate.
• Song porridge, shouldn't it be He Junlin's girlfriend? Why is Ding Chengxin also? And isn't this female A? Ding Chengxin is this, this, this, is there a psychological problem?
• 

  chenlinong

  Are you ready? Can you apply medicine?
• When Ding Chengxin heard this, he rubbed the head of Song porridge and took a few steps back to make room for Chen Linong.
• 

  dingchengxin

  Be good, apply the medicine first.
• Chen Linong walked forward and stared at Ding Chengxin with a suspicious gaze while fiddling with the mud in his hand. In his eyes, Ding Chengxin was now a man who robbed his brother and girlfriend.
• He and He Junlin had a good relationship, so he had to manage this matter.
• 

  chenlinong

  Ding Chengxin.
• 

  dingchengxin

  Why not?
• 

  chenlinong

  If you have a disease, you have to be cured. He'er happens to be studying psychology. Let him show it to you. It is not a way to drag it.
• Ding Chengxin quickly knew what Chen Linong was referring to, and he also followed his gaze to Song porridge, who was asked to lie on the bed at this time.
• Her curves were concave and delicate, because a layer of blush appeared on her shy face. Noticing Ding Chengxin's hot eyes, she simply turned her head away from him.
• Chen Linong held the medicinal mud in one hand, and the other hand directly lifted the shirt of Song porridge. Her beautiful back was directly exposed in the air. The shocking bruises on it made Chen Linong stunned for a moment. The pain caused by the friction of the cloth made Song porridge groan.
• Her waist is so slender, as if she can hold it with one hand. She is well developed, and the white rabbit in front of her is probably... barely able to hold it with one hand.
• 

  chenlinong

  Nosebleed.
• After Chen Linong's reminder, Ding Chengxin reached out to his upper lip, wet...
• In less than two minutes after he went out, Yan Haoxiang also came back. Seeing Ding Chengxin's embarrassed appearance of covering his mouth and nose with a tissue, he was a little puzzled.
• 

  yanhaoxiang

  What's wrong with you Dingo.
• 

  dingchengxin

  Go in and see for yourself.
• The door rang twice, and another person was bleeding. The two leaned against the door, coughing to hide their embarrassment.
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