Chapter 2306 - 2125: Sister Stands Up for You_6
Chapter 2306: Chapter 2125: Sister Stands Up for You_6
"Disciple, actually these things are quite normal. You need to gradually get used to it. I’ve told you, learning my medical skill, you’ll definitely become a renowned doctor in the future, with limitless prospects. You and your dorm mates and those friends you’ve made at school, you’re on different paths, and you’ll diverge even further in the future." Song Xiaodong said.
"I do understand this logic, but I still feel like this process shouldn’t be too fast."
"Alright, let’s be more low-key in the future, but let me tell you, you must study hard. Also, if anyone bullies you outside, don’t hide it from me. If this kind of situation where you’re scratched and I don’t know about it happens again, I’ll hire a bodyguard to follow you every day, letting the whole school know you have a bodyguard, so you can’t even be discreet if you wanted to."
"Got it, Master..."
Song Xiaodong lost some time at Secretary Niu’s house and after dinner still had to take Lu Yaobing back to school. By the time Song Xiaodong arrived at Qiao Yutong’s home, it was already 8:30 p.m.
"You’re here!" Qiao Yutong was curled up on the sofa watching TV.
"Yes, there was a dinner gathering tonight, which took up some time." Song Xiaodong replied.
"Making you run back and forth every day, it really makes me feel bad." Qiao Yutong said.
"Oh, you do feel bad, huh? If you really care about me, you should hurry up and move to our Su Family Courtyard, then I won’t have to run back and forth all the time." Song Xiaodong said.
"I’m not going!" Qiao Yutong twisted her body, turning her head away from Song Xiaodong.
"Okay, okay, I still need to go home, hurry and take off your clothes." Song Xiaodong sat next to Qiao Yutong and said.
"Don’t say it like that!" Qiao Yutong’s face turned red, she glared at Song Xiaodong.
As the saying goes, familiarity breeds comfort, and this time Qiao Yutong wasn’t shy at all, she directly pulled up her pullover right in front of Song Xiaodong.
"Brace yourself, I’m going to take off the medicine." Song Xiaodong said.
"How’s your hand today? Can you still hold chopsticks after the practice?" Qiao Yutong asked.
"No, no, I didn’t practice as long as yesterday today."
"That’s good."
Song Xiaodong swiftly changed Qiao Yutong’s medication.
"It’s pretty good, the wound has healed quite well, but there’s already some light scarring. I’ll give you another round of medication tomorrow."
"Hmm."
"Uh..."
"Are you in a hurry to leave?" Qiao Yutong asked.
"Do you have something else?" Song Xiaodong asked.
"Not really..."
"Just say it."
"It’s that... could you help me scrub my back... I want to take a shower."
"Oh..." Song Xiaodong let out a long "oh."
"Look at you, all lecherous! Don’t you have enough wives at home to satisfy you?" Qiao Yutong questioned Song Xiaodong.
"Wives have their perks, and Director Qiao has hers!"
"Smooth talker!"
"I’m going to shower, don’t peek!"
"Director Qiao, you shouldn’t shower, just use a wet towel to wipe yourself down." Song Xiaodong advised.
"I know, but the bandage you put on is too tight, I can’t reach my back."
"Hmm."
Qiao Yutong took a bathrobe into the bathroom. Although she couldn’t be seen clearly through the frosted glass door of the bathroom, her body’s outline could be faintly discerned, and one could guess what Qiao Yutong was doing.
Right now, Song Xiaodong glanced over and knew that Qiao Yutong had already taken off her pullover and was taking off her pants.
Then there was the sound of water, and Qiao Yutong carefully washed her flawless white body with a wet towel.
"Calm... calm down"
Song Xiaodong leaned back on the sofa, looking at the ceiling in Qiao Yutong’s living room, starting practicing the Method of Visualization, but his sensory ability, like his heart, began to explore beyond, easily passing through the bathroom glass door in Qiao Yutong’s home.
Women have a sixth sense; Qiao Yutong may not understand Song Xiaodong’s sensory ability, but she could feel the intense gazes from a man, along with the primal and strong desire and impulse.
Yet, instead of getting angry, Qiao Yutong felt somewhat pleased and smug, lifting one white, smooth leg and placing a baby-like tender, flushed small foot on the edge of the bathtub, using a wet towel to gently wipe, her long hair falling down, scattered over her two plump white breasts, gently caressing her knees back and forth.
Like all men, Song Xiaodong responded to this.
After scrubbing her body, Qiao Yutong opened the bathroom door slightly, saying to Song Xiaodong: "Come in."
Qiao Yutong wore a jacket inside out, covering the front completely but exposing her back.
Song Xiaodong, looking at the ground, gently helped Qiao Yutong scrub her back.
"Put in some effort!" Qiao Yutong complained.
"Hmm."
Though facing away from Song Xiaodong, Qiao Yutong sneakily turned around and looked at Song Xiaodong’s pants, a slight, unintentionally mischievous smile on her lips.
"Alright." Song Xiaodong threw the wet towel aside, escaping from the bathroom.
"Hey, come back!"
"What else is there after we’re done scrubbing?" Song Xiaodong asked.
"Help me tie the strap." Qiao Yutong meant the strap on her bra.
"..."
Song Xiaodong skillfully tied the strap for Qiao Yutong, sitting back on the sofa obediently.
Qiao Yutong came out of the bathroom wearing her bathrobe.
"It’s boring, when we first met, you always wanted to lay your hands on me recklessly, so bold and daring, now you’re becoming more and more well-behaved." Qiao Yutong said to Song Xiaodong.
"It’s different now, back then you were indifferent to me anyway, might as well touch and look, taking advantage of what’s free, but now it’s not the same..." Song Xiaodong said halfway.
"How is it not the same?" Qiao Yutong asked.
Yes, how is it not the same?