Vicious Female Partner Doesn’t Want To Do It Anymore

This scene was actually within Dongling's expectations. After all, according to normal principles, no one would look at a vegetative person for ten thousand years.

It's true, it's definitely a surprise, and it is recommended to call the police immediately.

But this is a romance novel. The one standing next to him with a calm face is the female protagonist, and the one lying half-dead on the hospital bed is the male protagonist.

Dong Ling felt that she was really being led astray by 021 because of her expectations. She looked at Wen Han on the bed and expressed sympathy for his experience.

021 points of sadness: [Why is this, my destined male and female protagonists, why are you so rebellious. 】

021, who was just looking forward to it, finally remembered the reason why he appeared in this world, that is, because the protagonist was uncontrollable and did not produce the feelings that should be produced as written in the book.

"Let's go together later, I'll look at him again, he's my Faxiao Wenhan."

Dongling carried up the banner of safeguarding the world very dutifully, and let Song Mingzhi know him before he woke up.

Song Mingzhi nodded, looked at the man who was sleeping, and said out of humanitarian concern, "Although I don't know what he went through, I wish him a speedy recovery."

"Well, I hope he wakes up sooner."

Dong Ling looked at Wen Han with a look of disappointment.

It's not just because of the male lead's script, they are friends who grew up together, Dong Ling, I hope he can be safe and sound.

Dong Ling looked at him for a while, then gestured to Song Mingzhi, "Let's go."

After knowing the reason for Wen Han's coma, she no longer pinned her hopes on modern medicine.

Just as Dongling stepped out of the door, she heard the familiar voice strangling her throat again.

[Task: Let the heroine do things that others can't do, and make it the exclusive benefit of the heroine, and say the key words: Do you touch it? 】

[Countdown: 12 hours, after the task is completed, the progress of the main line can be increased by 5%. 】

A long string of electronic sounds passed through Dong Ling's mind, she turned her head suddenly, and looked at the person lying on the hospital bed with disbelief in her eyes.

Wen Han, you! !

Beast! !

Smelly! !

What kind of female protagonist can't do other people's exclusive touch to see the benefits?

Dongling has never seen such a brazen person!

021 was stunned by the thought that popped up in Dongling's mind, and hurriedly shouted: [No, host! The original book refers to the manual! Do it! 】

Oh.

Dong Ling calmed down, remembering that Wen Hanli did have a hobby of collecting figures, but it wasn't that kind of dimensional pretty girl, but all kinds of robots and Iron Man.

He specially put it in the showcase, and Dongling often sees it, but Wen Han wouldn't let him touch it, and every time she wanted to touch it, she received his death stare.

So wow, smelling cold, focusing on **** over friends, but my wife is different.

However, in the early morning of New Year's Eve, I told the ambiguous object to touch it, and the knot was actually done by touching it. Is this something normal people can do?

The vegetative man who couldn't escape the scolding no matter what he did lay quietly, ignorant of the small brain storm standing not far away.

"Lingling? What's wrong?"

Song Mingzhi looked at Dong Ling who suddenly turned around and didn't move, with a confused expression.

She looked at the man lying on the hospital bed with a little more thought in her eyes. It seemed that this man had a lot of weight in the little girl's heart.

She had heard Wen Han's words a long time ago. Although they didn't have any actual intersection, they were all from the business district. She had heard the words more or less, and knew that he was suddenly seriously ill. Ji Yiling mentioned it to her. When it happened, it was quite sad.

Song Mingzhi didn't have any emotions. It was hard to escape from old age and death, but she didn't expect it to be such a coincidence. Because he and Dongling were young, she now had a few more thoughts of wanting him to get better.

"It's okay, let's go."

Dong Ling recovered and closed the door of the ward.

Although this task is time-limited, the time limit is very large. She is very excited about 12 hours plus 5% of the mainline progress.

It's just that she has something that others can't do, but can let Song Mingzhi do, and with the addition of keywords like touch and see, then that thing has a tangible thing.

Dong Ling was worried. She had no hobby of collecting things, such as collecting violins.

But although her violin is her treasure, it is not that others cannot touch it. She sometimes lends it to professional people. Her violin can make beautiful melodies in the hands of others, and she will be very happy.

Song Mingzhi looked at Dongling with a worried look on her face, did not speak to disturb her, walked quietly beside her, and opened the car door for her when she arrived at the parking lot.

After Dongling fastened her seat belt, she still couldn't think of a way. What is there for her that others can't do but Song Mingzhi can?

If she had to refer to herself, it would be too much, but those can't be broadcast at all, and they can't be done at all.

"Send you back to Qingbai Building?"

Song Mingzhi only knew the place of residence in Dongling, although the Qingbai Building was far from here, near the suburbs.

Song Mingzhi asked Dongling twice before he recovered, and immediately shook his head.

"I don't live there often, and no one is there. Today, all the servants in my house are on vacation. My parents are not here. Can I go to your house? I'm worried that I will still feel uncomfortable at night."

Dong Ling said these words bravely. Although the 12-hour limit allows her to come back to her tomorrow morning to complete the task, this uncertainty factor is too great.

In case Song Mingzhi had to go out tomorrow morning, even if she wanted to come out at that time, she would not be able to catch up.

The safest thing to do is to stay with Song Mingzhi, and Dongling can only be shameless once.

021 said with relief: [Girl, what are you afraid of, it's not the first time you've been so brazen anyway. 】

Dongling: […Thank you. 】

Dong Ling looked at Song Mingzhi nervously, and pretended to be weak with a guilty conscience, and almost wrote the words "I'm so weak" on her face.

Just when Dongling thought Song Mingzhi would not agree, Song Mingzhi started the car and said "OK".

Dong Ling was excited, but when he thought of something he didn't have a clue about, he couldn't help but worry.

Dongling decided to help her sisters, and sometimes outsiders can see clearly.

She found Tang Qianqian, but unfortunately Chen Shangshang was drunk, otherwise she would know her better.

Of course, there is another person who knows her better, but it is impossible for Dongling to contact her.

[Dongling]: Do you usually find any taboos in me? Is it something that others can't do to me, such as touching my violin and sheet music?

Tang Qianqian sent a question mark in confusion.

[Tang Qianqian]: Why did you ask this all of a sudden?

Dongling pondered for a while, and typed a line of words in an official manner.

[Dongling]: I found that I lacked a little understanding of myself.

[Tang Qianqian]: Philosophy got up in the middle of the night and started to explore yourself?

[Tang Qianqian]: Let me think about it, if I can't figure it out, I'll kick Chen Shangshang awake and let her think about it for you.

So one person's hard thinking turns into two people scratching their ears and cheeks, and finally becomes a source of personal pain.

Chen Shangshangjiu jumped up and down in the room before he woke up, then suddenly patted his head and shouted, "I see!"

"What? Come on, I'm waiting to tell Lingling."

"Lingling hates others touching her thighs the most. She doesn't allow it at all. She doesn't like others touching her, especially her thighs. When I accidentally touched her, she almost kicked me in the face."

Chen Shangshang vowed: "This is absolutely something that others can't do!"

Tang Qianqian touched her dog's head with satisfaction, pressed her head on the bed and said, "Okay, let's go to sleep."

Chen Shangshang: ? ? ?

When Dongling saw the words that Tangshan relayed, he fell into a deep sink.

[Tang Qianqian]: Chen Shangshang said it was the thigh

[Tang Qianqian]: I think she's right but it's useless

[Tang Qianqian]: After all, it's not that you haven't taken a bath with your hands. It seems that there is no value in exploring taboos.

Dongling finally knows what the closest person is, and knows how to make you hurt the most. Her knees can't be touched by others, not even a single stroke.

Luckily, she didn't tell them that she asked others to do this, otherwise it would be inappropriate to repeat the words.

Let Song Mingzhi explore her taboos, which sounds too harmonious.

Dongling didn't want to think about this plan, but she still didn't think of any other plan until she entered Song Mingzhi's house.

Dongling discussed with 021: [Uncle, you said that there is nothing wrong with this, it's just five percent! 】

When I said this, Dongling's heart ached, because with the daily tasks of good morning and good afternoon, the progress of the main line is only 31%.

And of the 31%, 20% were the original sponsor agreement, which means that she worked so hard for two months, and she did not know how many times she broke her shame and died in the society before she achieved 11%.

And she can foresee that the difficulty of the task will become higher and higher, because as the relationship between the male and female protagonists in the plot comes naturally, the daily difficulty she has to do will be much higher.

Now good morning and good night add 0.1%, maybe in the future, good morning kiss and good night kiss will only add so much.

021 encouraged: [Girl, don't give up so early, you are the best, you can't miss this opportunity, you won't come back if you lose it, ah! 】

021 is now like a minister who was desperately trying to speak in the face of Shun Jun, trying his best to let Dongling go three times, but also worried that she would lose her mentality and encourage her.

Dongling gritted his teeth and decided to do it.

Anyway, Song Mingzhi was indifferent to her tonight, especially indifferent, what's wrong with showing her thighs in front of a straight daughter.

Dongling recalled his former straight female classmates, each of whom behaved better than Ji, and touched the normality in the school.

She had already lost face once this evening, and she looked even more embarrassed a few hours ago, so there was no problem.

Dongling has done a good job in psychological construction and feels that he can do it.

Song Mingzhi walked out of the guest room at this time, pointed to Dong Ling in the direction of the master bedroom where she slept, and said, "I have already made the quilt for you in the guest room. If you need anything, you can knock on the door and call me."

"Okay, thank you."

Dong Ling nodded, but he was thinking about how to complete the task.

At one o'clock in the morning, Dongling knocked on Song Mingzhi's door.

In order to complete the task naturally, she just went to take a bath again.

Dongling looked at the room temperature that showed 7c, and her two bare legs trembled involuntarily.

So **** cold.