Best Actor Wants To Stay With Me Chapter 909: Hot Spring (5)
Damn, this is wearing pants and refusing to admit it, and calling her ugly? Where is she ugly? Although she is not an artist, she is also a beautiful little beauty, okay?
Wei Jingjing is usually a literary youth in front of Xia Siyu, and he is also angry with his face: "I'm fighting with you!"
Song Fengzhi usually has a calm expression on his face, but he and Wei Jingjing don't know which tendon is wrong, but they want to face each other. Wei Jingjing made a move. If a good man does not fight with a woman, it is impossible to fight, so she can only make a move to defend him.
Women beat people in a three-piece suit, scratching their claws, pulling their clothes and pulling their hair. Originally, when they beat people in a hot spring, they would have their own water flow deceleration function. Wei Jingjing stretched out his claws, and Song Fengzhi immediately intercepted it in the air. She used her left hand again, but Song Fengzhi still blocked it. Wei Jingjing struggled for a while, but she was a woman, not Song Fengzhi's opponent at all. After struggling twice, Song Fengzhi did not let go, she shouted angrily: "Let go!"
Song Fengzhi is not stupid, you can let me go if you let me go, and you will definitely scratch me when I let go. Seeing that Wei Jingjing couldn't escape, he started kicking again. Although her legs have a deceleration bonus in the water, Song Fengzhi was also afraid of being kicked down, so she led her back all the way, and shoved her to a corner of the hot spring.
The configuration of the private soup here is the same. The shores of the hot spring are all pebbles, which have a health care effect when walking or leaning on, but for Wei Jingjing, who is fighting now, the back is against the pebbles, and it hurts too much.
She hasn't had a fight since she was a child, but today she's giving it up. But if she wanted to struggle, she had to see if she could break free from Song Fengzhi's shackles. The two scuffled in the narrow small pool until Wei Jingjing's strength became smaller and smaller.
Song Fengzhi didn't let go of his hand at first, and he didn't let go until Wei Jingjing was quiet for a long time. As soon as he released it, he found that there was something wrong with the person in front of him, shortness of breath, shortness of breath, and even when the lights were dim at night, he could feel her face turning red unnaturally.
Song Fengzhi got up quickly. He was also afraid that something would happen to Wei Jingjing. Only when he got up did he realize that Wei Jingjing really had no strength.
But Song Fengzhi was also afraid that she would show weakness on purpose. If he went up to help again, she would beat him up again, so he got up quickly, and didn't stop there. He put on his shoes and entered the house first. His pajamas were wet, so he simply went to take a shower and changed into new pajamas.
When Song Fengzhi came out of the bathroom, the wind was loud outside, the north wind was howling, and it seemed that it was going to snow. He wiped his hair with a towel. Will it still be soaking in there?
I turned my head and thought again, is it my business if she faints? When she wakes up, I'm afraid she will trouble me again.
Even so, Song Fengzhi wiped his hair while walking to the living room. The living room was quiet, except for the whistling of the wind outside. Song Fengzhi stood in the living room for a few seconds, and finally clenched his teeth and stomped his feet: "I owe you!"
When he walked outside, Wei Jingjing was still leaning against the pool wall just now. It started to snow. The snowflakes fell, fell on the top of the pool, and turned into rain. Song Fengzhi watched it for two seconds, and finally jumped out of the pool, walked up to her, and probed her breath first. He didn't hang up, then bowed his head and bent over and picked her up.