Chapter 726: Little Wild Cat (2)

The man's breathing was slightly short, and then he got up quickly, so that he could wake up a bit, and his sober mind finally recovered.

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He distanced herself from her.

Suddenly losing the man's temperature, Xia Ling looked at the man in front of him, and the whole person was awake a lot.

She is like a traveler who has been thirsty in the desert for many days.

Licked his lips.

Just this world, I have already received the story and memory of this world, Xia Ling vaguely remembers who is in front of me.

"Nie Chen, I'm so uncomfortable, I want to drink water," she murmured.

It was like a fire in the body.

Xia Ling was uncomfortable in her throat.

The body was still uncomfortable, but his eyes gradually became clear.

She fixedly looked at Nie Chen.

"You wait, I'll get water." Nie Chen looked at the girl curled up.

The black hair on her forehead was drenched with sweat.

Xia Ling bit her lip slightly, forbearing the discomfort in her body, and stared at Nie Chen again.

She stared at the girl for a long time.

Nie Chen was silent for a while.

"You're waiting, I'll get you water and help you with medicine."

He usually trains on the training ground. Nie Chen has strong willpower. Even at this time, he can still have reason, because the medicine is not powerful.

He stood up sharply from the bed, pulled the quilt and threw it on Xia Ling, wrapping her like a spring roll.

He took her pure water first, then carried her and strode into the bathroom.

"Nie Chen! What are you doing!" Xia Ling, who was carried on his shoulder, finally had a terrible hunch.

What does he want to do to her? Could it be possible to throw her into cold water ...

"Ah!" Xia Ling screamed.

Nie Chen really had no pity for her. She just thought to himself that he had thrown her directly into a bathtub in this bathroom with a quilt, and sprayed on her with a shower head.

When the cold water shower fell from the head, the body's heat quickly cooled.

Rolling the quilt, Xia Ling was flushed like a falling chicken, looking up at Nie Chen, Xia Ling was silent.

"What's screaming, others will misunderstand again." Nie Chen frowned, his voice deep.

Xia Ling couldn't hear Nie Chen through the sound of water, but it was a bit of blame for her, but sitting in the bathtub like this, Xia Ling had to give herself up, not to mention any image.

"Are you awake?" Nie Chen asked.

"Well," Xia Ling replied.

The two answered succinctly and remained silent after the conversation.

Nie Chen turned around, stood in the corner, picked up the shower and turned to herself.

Spray a thin layer of cold water on the shower and pour it down on him.

That cold water runs down his short hair, winding down his cold Jun's cheek, wet his clothes.

Wearing this wet suit shirt, strong and long legs in black trousers, his clothes were intact, but the neckline unbuttoned two buttons.

And from the wet lines of his body, Nie Chen was as intrepid as a leopard, with a kind of capable atmosphere that was completely different from others.

Xia Ling sighed in his heart.

The existence of such a handsome and beautiful man is a gift from heaven, and it is no wonder that the original owner Xiao thought of him for a long time, and he did not hesitate to give him medicine.

But what happened? The original owner did not cherish it so much that this man was designed by others ...

Xia Ling was also sighing at the same time as the original owner. If the original owner did not do this, where would Xia Ling appear?

(End of this chapter)