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At the beginning of summer, there was no way but to shrink. The whole person was about to shrink into a small group: "little uncle, you What are you doing? "

He took safflower oil for her?

Li Yanjin squatted and looked at her long white legs. Her eyes were fixed: "what do you think I can do? Keep your legs straight. "

At the beginning of summer, he said that he curled up his legs more: "you..."

"Are you going to keep the bruises on your legs?"

"Ah?"

Li Yanjin doesn't talk to her any more. She stretches out her hand, holds her ankle, and then forces her to straighten her leg with a slight pull.

In fact, for men, it's not the upper part of a woman's body or the lower part of her body that gives them the most blood.

In particular, a pair of slender legs, more attractive than the proud upper circumference.

Li Yanjin needs a lot of concentration, so she can't let her mind wander.

At the beginning of summer, he still held the handrail tightly: "little uncle, you..."

Li Yanjin's palm is covered with safflower oil. She looks for a bruise on her thigh at the beginning of summer and is about to rub it heavily.

His hand is still in the air. At the beginning of summer, he cried out with pain: "ah..."

But she soon realized that it seemed a little bad to call herself that.

Some... Ambiguous.

"I haven't started yet." Li Yanjin said, "your play is a little over, at the beginning."

At the beginning of summer, he hurriedly explained: "that They hurt. Though, though I haven't started rubbing yet, but I feel pain when I look at it. "

Li Yanjin scolded: "now you know the pain?"

"It hurts, ouch, little uncle. You should be careful. My ankle hurts when you hold it. Why are you so strong! "

"It's the pain that makes you remember."

"What memory do you have "Ah!" At the beginning of summer, I cried out, "long memory, long time..."

Li Yanjin slowly relaxed a little bit.

"So many bruises on the leg, let it continue to be so blue? Don't deal with it? "

"It doesn't matter." At the beginning of summer, he said, "little wound, it will get better in a period of time."

As soon as she spoke, Li Yanjin didn't want to talk to her again. She would stick her red hands on her bruised thighs.

"Ah..." At the beginning of summer, I was almost crying. "I, I forgot these days. I was going to see a doctor for some ointment..."

"How does bruising come from?" Li Yanjin asked knowingly, "there are several places."

At the beginning of summer, he replied honestly: "when he was in the cellar, he I pinched it myself. "

"You are really good at yourself."

She whispered, "I didn't feel much pain at that time, but later Later, I felt it. "

Li Yanjin looked up at her and paused for a while. If we use safflower oil, we should rub it hard to get effect.

Seeing that she had not started to make it, she frowned with pain there, but she was embarrassed to shout it out. Li Yanjin's heart suddenly softened.

"If I don't help you with it, you're going to drag it until it heals itself?"

"It's really just a minor injury." At the beginning of summer, "if you don't touch it, it won't hurt. Of course, I feel pain if I try hard. "

She was afraid that her brother-in-law would try harder. In that case, she would suffer again.

At the beginning of summer, looking at the little uncle squatting in front of him, I had a feeling that I couldn't say.

She once went shopping with Anxi. When she was back, Mu Chi Yao suddenly came.

At that time, Anxi's shoelaces were just loose. Mu Chi Yao saw it and didn't say a word. He immediately crouched down and reached out his hand naturally to tie Anxi's shoelaces.

And it's still on the street.

Mu Chi Yao didn't feel anything at all. On the contrary, Anxi was not at ease. He turned his head to spit out his tongue at her and blushed.

At the beginning of the summer, the eyes were full of envy, including the eyes of passers-by and Yan Anxi.

Don't mention Mu Chi Yao. Even ordinary men are not so careful. So, what a blessing Anxi has.

Now, it's early summer's turn to realize the feeling that the man I deeply love squats in front of me and is ready for me.

She should be happy.

But why Is she sad?

Seeing her resistance, Li Yanjin said patiently, "I'll try my best to be light, OK?"

At the beginning of summer, he shook his head repeatedly: "no, no, no..."

What a joke, the strength of a man, even if it is no matter how light it is, it can't bear it at all for her!

"Little uncle." Early summer said, "in fact, you can give me safflower oil, I I came by myself. "

"Yourself? You are willing to pinch yourself so hard, but you will not be so patient to give yourself medicine. "

"Er..."

At the beginning of the summer, she was speechless, and her uncle knew more about herself than she did.

Her ankle was held by her brother-in-law. His big hand stood two centimeters above her thigh. Her snow-white color was in sharp contrast to the wheat color on the back of his hand.

There is always an illusion at the beginning of summer. Next second, my uncle's hand will continue to look up.

She was so frightened by her own idea that she sweated all over her body.

My uncle is not the old uncle, so how could he have such a mind for her?

But in fact, Li Yanjin needs a lot of patience to let herself think of nothing else.

Wen Xiang nephrite in the bosom, the man in the world, how many benefits can there be?

"Good... All right. " At the beginning of summer, I blushed slightly and said, "little uncle, I promise you, give me the safflower oil, and I will use it myself. OK, it's OK. It'll be better. "

Li Yanjin saw that she was so reluctant to let herself touch her. She was upset and didn't insist. She took back her hand at the right time, looked at her and stood up.

He took a look at the palm of his hand, smelled the smell, and slightly raised the corner of his mouth.

"At the beginning of summer, you know how much self-control I need to be able to let me do nothing else to you."

At the beginning of summer, I thought it was my ears, and there was a hallucination.

After Li Yanjin finished, she turned around and put the safflower oil back on her desk.

At the beginning of summer, she was stunned for a long time, thinking about what he had just said. The more she thought about it, the more sweat she made.

What is the need for self-control? What's wrong with her?

At the beginning of summer, he stood up from the chair, looked down at his toes, and said quickly, "thank you, uncle. I will pay attention to it later. If there is nothing else, I will go first."

She said, in a hurry, she did not dare to see her uncle at all.