The two of us just stood there, looking at each other. I wanted her to offer to help, and she wanted me to say it out loud, probably to tease me.

She had a lot of time, but I was already unable to hold it in any longer. Finally, I couldn't endure it any longer, so I said: "Sister Wen, do you need help? Help me to the washroom?! "

Seeing my slightly twisted face, Sister Wen finally stopped joking around and laughed, "Alright."

With that, the Sister Wen moved in front of me and placed both of her arms on my shoulders, helping me up from the sickbed.

I said before, Sister Wen was wearing a white t-shirt, and because the temperature in the ward wasn't high, she took off her vest as well. This coupled with the fact that she didn't intentionally lower her breasts to the point that I didn't know if they were full or not, the scope of her breasts appeared in front of me.

Coincidentally, my peripheral vision fell on her falling T-shirt, which was black …

It was a black and white match!

He had read a little yellow book about women who liked to wear black underwear.

Thinking of this, I felt the tip of my nose moistening. I quickly forced myself to look away, no longer looking at the scenery that made my heart race.

Sister Wen was right in front of me. As long as she wasn't an idiot, she would definitely have noticed my little movements, but it was as if she hadn't noticed anything at all. She continued to focus on my shoulders and used her strength to help me out of the bed.

The washroom was not far from the bed, but my entire body was weak, and I had to rely on the power of the Sister Wen to enter.

I thought I could go easy with this, but now that I'm in, the problem is that I can't open the zipper of my pants. Furthermore, all the men should know that I need to hold on to my trumpet, but I can't even lift my hands up.

I stood in front of the toilet, feeling extremely conflicted. Sister Wen had her back turned and couldn't see me at all.

"Zi Lu, hurry up, what are you dawdling for?"

Sister Wen's tone seemed to be a little impatient, but I could only smile bitterly, "Sister Wen, why don't you help me pull the zipper on my pants again … "Along the way …"

"By the way, what?"

Sister Wen was still facing away from me, but I saw a trace of a captivating red silently appearing on her originally snow-white neck.

"Help me support them while you're at it …"

I almost gritted my teeth as I muttered those words. After saying those words, I felt my face heat up and I wanted to find a place to hide.

If I knew that it's so hard to bear right now, I might as well ask to help me before she leaves. After all, Liu Fangfang took care of me since I was young, even if I'm no longer the same as I was before, I still met her a few days ago.

"Sister Wen... "Hurry up and help me. If you don't help me, I'm going to pee my pants …"

Seeing that the Sister Wen had yet to react, I knew that she was still struggling with her thoughts, but I already felt that the arrow had already reached my bowstring, if I did not send it now, I would die.

"Mm …"

Just as I finished speaking this time, Sister Wen's low and deep voice that was like a mosquito came over. Then, Sister Wen slowly turned her head around, looked at me once, then slowly lowered her body in front of me, and helped me take off my belt.

I felt that my expression had almost reached the point where I could use the word "ferocious" to describe it, but Sister Wen was still dilly-dallying. I couldn't help but ask with a hint of begging, "Sister Wen, you don't need to take off your pants, you can just zip it up …"

Sister Wen raised her head, rolled her eyes at me and said: "Don't talk, if you continue to talk, you'll piss on your own!"

Sister Wen moved much faster as she spoke. Her little hands pulled open my backpack with a "chi la" sound, and then I felt a certain part of my body being held by a smooth and slightly cold little hand. The comfortable feeling made me let out an involuntary moan.

Maybe the Sister Wen had never done this for a man, and thus, seemed extremely unpracticed. After doing this for a long time, I finally took it out from my pants, and after such a long time, I couldn't control my impulse and stood upright.

On the other hand, Sister Wen's face instantly flushed red. After grabbing hold of it completely, she exclaimed, "So big …"

I didn't know if Sister Wen was saying this on purpose or not, but I felt like my heart was jumping nonstop. The place that Sister Wen was grabbing onto was even more barbaric and "expanding".

Seeing this, I felt a little awkward. Sister Wen was also staring at me, her eyes were flickering, no one knew what she was thinking.

There was a brief moment of silence in the ward's bathroom. However, in the next moment, the urge to piss that was concealed by my impulse attacked me again. I said, "Sister Wen, quickly help me aim at the toilet, I can't hold it in any longer …"

It was unknown what Sister Wen was thinking as her face turned incomparably red. Even her previously clear eyes became a little blurry, and her pure white neck had long been covered with a layer of red, as if there was a layer of rouge on it.

Hearing me say that, the Sister Wen took aim for me while staring at the center of her palm.

"Phew …"

After holding it in for a long time, the unbearable feeling finally disappeared with the sound of flowing water. Not only was it extremely easy, it also gave him an unprecedented feeling of exhilaration.

"Cough, cough …"

Feeling that it was enough, Sister Wen still didn't have any reaction. I coughed to remind him, "Sister Wen? "Help me shake …"

Sister Wen rolled her eyes at me, "Why do you need elder sister's help for everything?"

As she said this, she still helped me shake a little, but when she put my brother back, she angrily pinched him, causing him to become even more agitated. I suppressed my impulse and said, "Sister Wen, thank you.

After that, he helped me walk back to the bed. I took a deep breath and thought that I had to recover as soon as possible. I had to leave the hospital as soon as possible.

The next moment, as I was lying on the bed and felt Sister Wen's gaze on me, my face unconsciously turned fiery hot again. I immediately coughed dryly and turned my head around.

"Zi Lu, what are you doing? Turn around and let Big Sis see if she's not feeling well. "

Just when I was feeling ashamed and indignant, I suddenly heard Sister Wen's voice by my ear, as well as the sound of her breathing beside my face. It was like a weed, constantly scratching my face, the impulsiveness didn't completely subside, but it brightened up once again.