Grandpa said he wasn't tempted

Chapter 16 I Don't Like Men Touching My Body

Tonight, Yao Lin's left eye kept twitching.

It wasn't until he saw an ordinary taxi parked downstairs of the young master, and saw two bearded men coming down from it, that he let go of his suspenseful heart.

He left his subordinates in place, walked straight forward, and nodded with lowered hands: "Master..." Suddenly he got stuck, his thoughts spread a little, and he already felt incredible.

"...Young Mistress?!"

In this situation tonight, He Jin didn't even bring Meng Tingtao and Fang Shuo with him, and went to the meeting alone, but the one who came back with him was... a little girl.

It was still Min Xianning who had just made his name in the He family. He was middle-aged and had a lot of experience, so he had to ask a question.

"Tonight, it's so dangerous, how can young mistress..."

Min Xianning was a little embarrassed.

Yao Lin, she also remembered.

The first time he went to He's house for dinner, he reported the matter to Mr. He. At that time, he was dressed in a black suit, standing there solemnly, and he was still the same tonight, worrying about everything. He looked like a confidant of the He family.

The number one counselor of the He family can be asked.

He Jin led Min Xianning in strides, walked into the building, talking while walking.

"I encountered some trouble when I escaped. Fortunately, our young mistress came to the rescue. Otherwise, it would be estimated that Ace of Spades would have to notify you to find someone."

At this time, He Jin could not see a little fatigue, holding one in his hand, walking non-stop, with a straight back, looking energetic.

Swipe to open the elevator, go upstairs and enter the door.

The auto-sensing lighting lights up gradually.

He Jin turned his head to Min Xianning and blinked: "This is my nest, young mistress is welcome to come to check the post at any time."

Is this public flirting?
Even though Min Xianning is a Buddhist practitioner, she couldn't help blushing, and she shook off He Jin's hand.

"You are busy, I will go back first."

As he said that, he turned around to leave, He Jin smiled maliciously at her, hooked his arms, and hugged her tightly in his arms, showing possession of her like no one else was there.

"Help me bandage before leaving."

At some point behind him, Yao Lin found out the medicine box and handed it over respectfully.

He Jin grinned and sat down on the sofa, while making excuses one by one, without saying a single serious word.

"Come here. You do it. I don't like men touching my body."

Min Xianning gritted his teeth and took the medicine box.

There was a bullet mark on the bloody waist, the flesh was black and red and half dry, and the stabs were placed on the white waist, glaring and ferocious.

He Jin not only needs to be bandaged, but also needs to be stitched.

Yao Lin stood aside, wanting to help, He Jin waved his hand, pointing to his lower abdomen, "She's here."

From childhood to adulthood, the only thing Min Xianning has ever sewed is a doll, with buttons for eyes and a piece of wool for the mouth, all crookedly sewn.

Today it's He Jin's turn to experience this seamless stitch.

The bullet passed through the flesh. Fortunately, the wound was not deep. Min Xianning took a deep breath, first cleaned the wound with alcohol cotton, and then used professional 90 cm sutures to walk through the flesh one by one.

Without blinking an eye, he was crisp and sharp, not inferior to a man.

Yao Lin was on the sidelines, staring straight at him.

The client, He Jin, didn't ask for it, and Min Xianning didn't understand, so he took it directly without anesthetic, and he still frowned because of the pain.

He Jin was lying on the leather sofa, looking at the girl who buried her head in her belly and was serious about "working". Her long hair was loose and pulled aside, and her entire swan neck was white and moist under the warm yellow light.

He Jin squinted his eyes, his thoughts were wild, he was wondering if one day, she would really lie on his knees, as serious as today.

Between the pain and the desire, I couldn't help laughing as I watched.

"What are you laughing at?" Min Xianning didn't look up, the hand holding the wound was covered in blood.

He Jin opened the corner of his mouth: "Is this the first time you have stitched someone?"

"You think I can't sew well?"

"That's not it."

Min Xianning was curious about what kind of fragrance a dog could exhale.She raised her head, waiting for He Jin's next sentence, but bumped into a bottomless pool of black pupils.

He looked at her for a long time: "Min Xianning, you are quite ruthless."

You can sew just as you say, without any shyness or fear.

This girl is completely different from her weak appearance, unexpectedly, she can be ruthless and ruthless.

Min Xianning, who just finished sewing, wiped away the bloodstains finger by finger with a wet towel, with the joy of revenge in his eyes.

"Thank you young master for your compliment."

He Jin also smiled: "Young Mistress, you are welcome."

……

Min Xianning washed her hands thoroughly and came out of the bathroom. It was almost eight o'clock in the evening, and she reckoned that it was time to go home.

But as soon as he looked up, he saw He Jin, shirtless, sitting on the sofa playing with his mobile phone.

She didn't pay close attention to it when it was first stitched up, but now that he was naked with his upper body in front of him, Min Xianning seemed to have taken a magic drug and couldn't move his eyes.

Waist and abdomen, thin lines, thick back, tightened at the back waist, chocolate abdominal muscles spread out neatly in pieces, bulges and depressions, with clear distinctions, and the hair from light to deep under the navel extends all the way down.

Can a 20-year-old first-mature man be so sexy?
Isn't it illegal?

Min Xianning patted his face with wet hands, trying to cool himself down.

However, He Jin acted like a prank, beckoning to her.

"Min Xianning, come here."

He raised his hand, and sure enough, the phone screen was on.

Min Xianning didn't notice Yao Lin's strange expression, and walked over without warning.

He Jin pinched the phone with his thumb and index finger, and the light was on in front of Min Xianning. The screen was not unlocked, but it was on.

"Who is Chen Zijun?"

In just one hour, he made more than a dozen phone calls and sent more than a dozen WeChat messages.

"Students who sing KTV together."

"male?"

He Jin stared at Min Xianning with cruelty in his eyes.

Min Xianning hesitated how to answer.

At this time, Chen Zijun seemed to have sensed something, and happened to call again.

Without asking whether the owner agrees or not, He Jin has already turned on the speakerphone and let the call come in.

Min Xianning stared, but it was in vain. She asked Yao Lin for help, but that one seemed to be suffering from dementia, and was wandering around with a medicine box.

He Jin ordered like a robber: "Speak.",
Min Xianning: "Hello."

"Xianning! Where are you? We searched all the KTVs and didn't see you. Are you injured?!"

"Why didn't you answer so many calls?!"

Min Xianning spoke slowly, exuding a soft, innocent, apologetic look.

"I, I'm fine, how about you, are you okay?"

"We're all good, where are you?!"

"I was surrounded by the crowd and I got out of the KTV. Later, I saw that there were too many people surrounding me. As soon as I got scared, I went home first... I'm sorry, I made you worry."

Only then did Chen Zijun feel relieved, and kept saying, "That's good, that's good, Xianning—"

"Dudu..."

Before he finished speaking, He Jin had already cut off the phone.

Throwing the phone away, he picked up Min Xianning's little hand hanging by his side, carefully studied it, and finally took it to his nose and sniffed it lightly. If there seemed to be no soap in it, he could still smell the smell of blood.

He said in a low voice: "Unexpectedly, my wife is at school, and there are suitors."

(End of this chapter)