I became the sweetheart of the mortal enemy

Chapter 135 Lost, Lost, Lost! ! !
After helping Jiang Qiao take a bath, Fu Jingxing went to the balcony outside the room to answer the phone at work.

Jiang Qiao felt that he would talk on the phone for a long time and would not come back in a short time, so she boldly untied her nightgown, put it on loosely, and prepared to apply some body lotion on her own.

When Fu Jingxing came back from the balcony after blowing a gust of cold wind, he saw Jiang Qiao wearing a loose nightgown and holding a milky white... liquid in his palm.

His Adam's apple slid up and down, and he felt that his body, which had just been blown by the cold wind, became hot and dry.

Walking gently to Jiang Qiao's side, he asked in a hoarse voice, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Qiao was lowering her head and using her left hand to apply body lotion to herself with difficulty, when she suddenly heard a voice beside her, she was so frightened that she hurriedly pulled up her nightgown.

"Why do you walk without making a sound? It's scary!"

Fu Jingxing did not answer this question, but asked, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Qiao said angrily: "Wipe body lotion, don't you have eyes?"

"……I'll help you."

Not allowing Jiang Qiao to refuse, Fu Jingxing had already squeezed his breasts onto his palm, and at the same time tore off his nightgown with his other hand.

Jiang Qiao was stunned, and felt a chill in his chest for a split second...

This bastard!

But the bastard himself put the body lotion between his palms and warmed it up very seriously.After warming up, I lowered my head and carefully painted her back.

Jiang Qiao stared blankly at the vanity mirror in front of her, through which she could see Fu Jingxing's focused expression. ...if she could ignore her snow-white skin.

After wiping his back, Fu Jingxing raised his head and met her gaze through the mirror.

"...Do you still need to paint the front?"

Jiang Qiao blinked and shook her head nervously: "No need!"

"What about other places?"

"No need!" Jiang Qiao avoided his sight, put on her nightgown in a panic, ran to the bedside with small steps, and lay down carefully, trying not to disturb her wound, carefully put on the The quilt was pulled up to cover the little red face.

Fu Jingxing: "..."

He smiled helplessly and went to take a shower.Jiang Qiao is so easily shy, it seems that he has to solve it by himself.

After hearing the sound of Fu Jingxing entering the bathroom, Jiang Qiao pulled off the quilt and took a little breath.

Ma Dan!Unexpectedly, Fu Jingxing saw all his eyes just now... the upper body.

What a shame!After she became sensible, she never asked her grandma to bathe her, and no one has seen her body since then!
Fu Jingxing actually took such a big advantage!Lost, lost, lost! ! !

Just when Jiang Qiao was about to jump out of bed and rush into the bathroom to show Fu Jingxing back in a panic, Wei Qiqi's little assistant called her.

This phone call successfully brought back Jiang Qiao's rationality that was about to run wild.

"Boss, in your current half-dead situation, the signing meeting may not be able to proceed as scheduled. So I told the organizer to change it to a live broadcast, and you can answer the questions raised by the book fans in the live broadcast room. As for the book signing We will select one hundred lucky viewers from the live broadcast room, and send you a set of physical books signed by you."

Jiang Qiao was stunned: "There must be seven books in a set, right? Seven books multiplied by one hundred, that's seven hundred books. Wei Qiqi, do you want me to become disabled? I don't have any hands yet. Recovery!"

　I couldn't hold it anymore, so I went to bed first.Try to give you two more chapters before going to visit the grave tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)