Lin Kun endured the severe pain, with blood on the corner of his mouth, raised his eyelids with difficulty, and saw a line of pretty faces that looked like flowers and jade. His fair face was filled with holy glory, as if a compassionate goddess came to the world to save the suffering and the suffering.

Seeing him, Lin Kun was like a soldier who had resisted tenaciously until the end. His desperate hand finally saw the reinforcements. He smiled with relief, and suddenly his eyes turned dark, and he could no longer support him and fainted.

In a coma, Lin Kun vaguely felt that the pain in his body was gradually easing, and the pain in other parts of his body gradually disappeared, there was no feeling of stuffiness in his chest, and the severe pain also disappeared, but his heartbeat was still a little irregular.

Overall, he opened his eyes faintly, thinking about the goddess with a halo. He was really glad that he knew her, and even if she was dead, she could be reborn.

He opened his eyes and wanted to see the goddess's compassionate and holy face at this moment, but when he opened his eyes, he was frightened. Is this goddess or a queen? However, the queen is torture others, how could she abuse herself? Moreover, the binding method is too sharp, right?

Lin Kun looked up and saw the goddess beside her, wearing a tight white T-shirt, but what was even more eye-catching was that her upper body was tightly wrapped with a red velvet rope, and she started to wrap her down from her neck, and passed through her armpits, just holding the top of the girl, looking particularly plump and perky.

This is definitely a professional binding technique. Without dozens of experience, there is definitely no way to tie this effect.

"I really didn't expect that you actually like this tune, but it's too heavy, right?" Lin Kun said with a smile.

He suddenly spoke, which scared He Ping. He Ping glared at him in anger and quickly turned his back. Lin Kun realized that they were in a strange environment, with a small room, only a double bed, a dilapidated TV opposite, no cable set-top box, only a more ragged DVD player, and there were several CDs next to them, all imported from Japan.

Let’s look at the bedside table, there is a box of unopened covers, two packs, and the kind with vibration.

Is this the legendary hourly room? How could it be here?

"Check a room to have a heavy taste?" Lin Kun said excitedly.

"Bad!" He Ping cursed angrily: "You fainted just now, like a dead dog. I can't bring you to the dormitory later, so I can only bring you here. Do you think I'm willing to tie myself into rice dumplings, but it's not just to save you."

"What the hell is going on?" Lin Kun said in confusion.

"You were beaten to your chest, causing internal bleeding, and the blood still overflowed from the heart cavity. Because the chest muscles were very swollen, it pressed the chest cavity more and more. If you don't think of a solution in time, the blood will be more and more." He Ping analyzed calmly like a specialist: "You also know that if you want me to save you, you can only trade your life for your life and trade your injury for your injury."

Lin Kun knew that this was He Ping's special skill. If she wanted to bring back one life, she would have to hurt another life. If she wanted to treat injuries, she would have to pass them on to herself.

I remember the last time she helped a child with disabled legs, but her legs were lame for a month.

Now, Lin Kun is injured in his chest. Due to his swollen chest muscles, he compresses the internal organs, causing bleeding in the new cavity. The most urgent task is to reduce swelling. The main swelling is to subside, and no longer pressing inward, and imagination will naturally stop.

So, He Ping passed on other people's illnesses to herself as she usually did, but there was only such a red velvet rope in this room, which was tightly tied to her chest and soon became swollen.

Lin Kun looked at her soaring girl's top, and was strangled to almost fall from her chest. He was extremely moved by her behavior and behavior. This spirit of Shennong tasting hundreds of herbs was not afraid of embarrassment and was willing to sacrifice.

Lin Kun breathed a sigh of relief and said with lingering fear: "Fortunately, I was injured on my chest. If a man was injured, you could only watch me die."

"That's not necessarily." He Ping suddenly said, as Lin Kun's eyes shining, He Ping said with a slightly red face: "It's all people think of. If you don't believe it, you can try it."

"Forget it." Lin Kun shook his head quickly. Although my balls have undergone your "intensive training" several times in a row, they are still very fragile. Don't use them for experiments.

"Don't be poor with me, tell me quickly, why did I get so seriously injured? Who is the one who attacked you so hard?" He Ping asked seriously.

Now Xie Tian’s life and death are unknown, and this incident started because of jealousy. The key is that Xie Tian also has a powerful family behind him, and he is suspected of being reincarnated by gods and demons. Although the matter has come to an end, it may not take long for a more violent storm to come.

Lin Kun doesn't want to pull He Ping into the water, but a man who gets injured when he fights with someone, always has some stories.

Lin Kun thought about it and said, "Speaking of it, this matter has something to do with you!"

"Me?" He Ping pointed at her nose.

Lin Kun nodded and said, "The person who injured me claimed to be your suitor. They said that when we saw us going out for a date together intimately last weekend, they thought we were together. The boy in the lead said, either I would automatically choose to leave you and never meet, or I would kill me.

Of course I wouldn't be threatened by him, and then they took action. They insulted me with vicious words, trying to make me mentally collapse. They attacked me with fierce fists and feet, but actually destroyed my body. I said I wouldn't give up on you, but they hit me in the mouth. I said I was infatuated with you, so they beat my heart hard..."

He Ping looked at him and said expressionlessly: "You haven't said you've checked in with me? They will definitely castrate you!"

He Ping didn't believe it very much, but Lin Kun said it with both emotion and emotion. He Ping does have several arrogant and domineering suitors now, and she and Lin Kun have indeed appeared together.

He Ping asked hesitantly: "They are really besieging you because of this?"

"Of course it's true." Lin Kun said: "They personally admitted that they just couldn't stand me being with you."

"These people are so unreasonable." He Ping also became angry: "I have clearly told them that I will not fall in love with anyone in a short period of time."

"Ah?" Lin Kun said in surprise and aggrievedly: "So we are not in love? Then I'm not in vain to beat me?"

Lin Kun's words immediately made He Ping silent. It sounded like he was complaining, but in fact it was a kind of verification and a confession.

Looking back on the various things that happened between the two of them during this period, this guy pretended to be a masseur and touched his whole body. He even put on a hoodie in his body. Then at the rescue station, he pretended to be an IQ man and kissed him forcibly, and he kissed him on his tongue. When he was together, his slutty mouth did bring him a lot of joy.

He Ping knew that she was not disgusted with being with him, and that the couple had basically done everything they should have done before. Although they had never formally talked about love or being together, it had become a tacit thing.

Now Lin Kun puts it up in this way, which is a confession, looking forward to her response.

But He Ping said firmly: "College life has just begun, we are all only eighteen years old. To be honest, I never thought about falling in love in the near future."

"Eighteen years old, I'm not young anymore." Lin Kun turned over and said earnestly: "How much youth do you think you have to squander? A woman's beautiful time is very short, at most, only sixteen to twenty-two years old. After the age of twenty-two, all the pressures of society, work, and family pressures will come. She will no longer have the energy to deal with love. Besides, women's youth is easy to grow old, and they will never be gone. After the age of twenty-five, they have to rely on cosmetics to maintain their youth. After the age of twenty-eight, they have to rely on clothing to maintain their charm. After the age of thirty, they will be yellow yesterday. Therefore, in a sexy age, you must hurry up and youth cannot be wasted."

He Ping looked at him coldly and laughed in her heart. Others' courtships were sweet words and tenderness, but he was intimidating. He Ping was about to speak, but listened to Lin Kun continued: "Men are actually the same. Everyone says that men are forty-one flowers, and good times are some, but this is definitely a big mistake. When they are forty years old, many people have achieved success and fame, and are young and strong, but how much pure and true are there in youth? Physical comfort cannot be exchanged for spiritual happiness.

Moreover, not every man can achieve success and fame when he is thirty or forty years old. Most of them are still in social status and struggle with the heavy shackles of his family.

Therefore, men's golden age is only these few short years. On this anniversary, you are handsome and someone likes you, you play basketball well and someone will like you, you can play guitar and sing well, and girls will like you, you are funny and humorous, and can make girls happy, and some people will like you, but when you enter society, if you want a girl to like you, there is only one condition, you are rich!"

In a sexy year, don’t wait, don’t hesitate, don’t be confused, don’t waste your youth, don’t let the years pass, let us grasp the present and have fun in time. Come on, let’s kiss my brother first.”

Lin Kun said as he was about to stand up, but with a slight movement, his whole body suddenly became weak as if it was dispersed, and everything in his body hurt. He forgot that his injury was cured by He Ping using the method of exchanging life for life, but there were still many scars on his body from hail, as if he was smashed with a stone, all of which were bruised and swollen, causing pain.

He Ping was a little amused and crying. Although he knew that his long speech was just fooling himself, he had to admit that what he said made sense. People’s youth is the shortest, and it is really fleeting. People miss their youth because youth is gone forever and is also the most carefree stage in life. There is no pressure or responsibility. Just grasp it carefully and enjoy it well.
Chapter completed!