Su Yinshuang came to her senses, looked up at the dunk, suddenly lifted the quilt and planned to get up, because she felt dizzy after lying for a long time. She adapted a little, and then raised her hand to reach the dunk on top of her head.

A shadow suddenly covered her. She smelled Qingxin's faint smell of tobacco and her body unconsciously took a few steps back.

"What do you want to do?" A low-magnitude sounded like a natural sound on her head.

Su Yinshuang looked at his long arms stretching over and helped her get the drip. She silent for a while and then reached out and said, "Thank you."

The other party did not accept the love of these two words, but smiled softly: "Since I said thank you, I should help you, right?" As if I knew what she was going to do, her eyes were covered with a thin smile.

Seeing that he didn't mean to hand the dunk to her, Su Yinshuang glared at him in annoyance, clenched her fists, and gritted her teeth word by word: "I want to go to the bathroom..." Could it be that he also wanted to go with him?

Li Jijie was obviously aware of the situation, but suddenly he approached her ear and exhaled warmly, "I'm afraid you will be inconvenient."

It’s inconvenient to have you here!

Su Yinshuang was in a stalemate, but he pushed her half and half to the bathroom in the ward and said seriously: "It will be bad for the health after holding it in for a long time."

Su Yinshuang took a deep breath and was still struggling for the final struggle, "Hey, don't come in..."

Slap!

The bathroom door was pulled up!

Only misunderstood words were left to keep coming from it. Lin Mao and Mo Jieyuan looked at each other in the ward. The latter didn't understand very well and asked in a slight voice: "Uncle Lin, why did Miss Su refuse to go in and swear with her cousin?" He kept pestering her cousin, and even swearing with her cousin.

Lin Mao was stunned for a moment, and then replied inexplicably: "Be shy."

"Oh." Mo Jieyuan nodded in a vague way, and asked in confusion, "Why isn't cousin shy?"

Lin Mao was choked, and the little ancestor was very curious. He couldn't say that Young Master Li was thick-skinned, so he coughed heavily: "Draw your picture."

Mo Jieyuan looked deeply, turned his head and continued to paint as if nothing had happened...

In the bathroom, Su Yinshuang stood there awkwardly. The two people were already crowded in the small place, and she felt that she was almost blending in her breath.

Seeing that she did not move, Li Jijie turned around consciously, his eyes changed deep and shallowly, but his voice was very calm: "Do you still need me to plug your ears?"

"Go out." Su Yinshuang only spit out two words and asked her to relieve herself in front of him. She could not do anything, nor was she shy when she was facing Li Jijie. Generally, such things are nothing to women, but they feel awkward and unnatural to men.

Li Jijie moved, and she immediately frowned: "Forget it, stand there and don't move, I'll be fine in a while."

She naturally knew that it would be inconvenient for her to be alone, but she could not resist the awkwardness in her heart. Now that she saw that he was about to turn around again, she naturally hurriedly stopped him.

He bit his lip slightly, lowered his head and slowly unbuttoned his pants with one hand. In the quiet space, the sound was amplified by the sound. Li Jijie heard this sound even more uncomfortable.

So he speeded up his movements, unbuttoned the buttons and pulled down the zipper...
Chapter completed!