Chapter 117 Only My Son Can See It

  "You... rascal!" Even the lively and cheerful Little Chili couldn't help but blush at this point, taking half a day to utter these three words.

  Xiao Ping said with a hint of grievance: "I'm trying to help you recover, how did I become a rascal?"

  Song Lei wasn't a fool either. She turned her eyes and stretched out her hand to Xiao Ping, saying: "Hand it over, I'll apply it myself in front of the mirror!"

  "No way, no way!" Xiao Ping shook his head like a drum: "What if something slips through the cracks?"

  "Then I'll call for a nurse!"

  Xiao Ping continued shaking his head: "This is even more unacceptable. This medicine was smuggled in, if others find out, I'm afraid I'll be in trouble with the law."

  "Either leave it alone, or let my mom scold me tomorrow!"

  Xiao Ping shook his head: "This liquid medicine cannot be exposed to air for a long time, once opened it must be used up quickly, if left till tomorrow it will be like plain water."

  Song Leke was embarrassed and couldn't help but glare at Xiao Ping, saying: "So you're saying it has to be you?"

  Xiao Ping said seriously: "Now you should treat me as a doctor. In the eyes of a doctor, patients have no distinction between men and women, you must believe me!"

  Song Lei was embarrassed for a while, and finally said with a red face: "Then... you have to remember, you are a doctor!"

  "Believe me!" Although Xiao Ping's heart was already blooming with joy, his facial expression was still well under control, finally dispelling Song Lei's last bit of concern.

  The little pepper slowly unbuttoned her clothes, revealing a chest wrapped in gauze. Xiao Ping carefully helped Song Lei untie the bandage, finally exposing her full and plump chest to the air. Two round and full balls almost jumped out of the bandage, making Xiao Ping secretly sigh that the girl's chest was indeed amazingly elastic.

  From the first time he saw Song Lei, her exceptionally full breasts had been very attractive to Xiao Ping. Now that he could finally see her true appearance, it also made Xiao Ping's heart beat faster uncontrollably. The small pepper's breasts were full, but still maintained a nearly perfect hemispherical shape. The high and proud jade girl peaks stood proudly, the two points of tender red on the peak top slightly trembling, forming an extremely beautiful picture.

  The only flaw was that from Song Lei's neck to her chest, a large patch of bright red scars spread out, even on the snowy Jade Girl Peak. However, Xiao Ping still stared blankly, constantly swallowing his saliva quietly.

  Song Lei had long been so ashamed that she closed her eyes, and fortunately, she didn't see Xiao Ping's current disheveled appearance. Otherwise, with her small pepper temper, she would have kicked Xiao Ping off the bed with one foot. However, Song Lei waited for a long time without any movement, and couldn't help but coquettishly ask: "What are you doing? Why haven't you started yet?"

  "Move, move, it's moving!" Xiao Ping was startled awake by Song Lei's words and hurriedly explained himself: "I'm observing the distribution of scars, if I miss any spot it won't be good."

  Xiao Ping's explanation was barely acceptable, and Song Lei could only endure the wait without urging him again. However, Xiao Ping had already taken action, using his trembling hand to carefully apply the spiritual liquid to Song Lei's scar.

  Xiao Ping started by treating the scars on his neck and then gradually treated the lower scars.

  At first, Song Le's performance was still normal, but when the cotton swab gradually moved to her full and firm chest, Song Le began to become not calm.

  Xiao La Jiao's breathing became rapid, her body involuntarily twisting and turning slightly, as if there were small insects crawling on her back. Song Lei felt a slight dampness seeping out from between her legs, so she subconsciously clenched her plump and straight thighs tightly, as if this could prevent the embarrassing wet feeling from spreading.

  When Xiao Ping's cotton swab landed on Song Lei's chest, she instinctively shrunk her whole body, and a faint moan escaped from her throat. Fortunately, the little pepper still retained its last bit of rationality, hurriedly biting down hard on her lower lip to prevent herself from making another sound.

  But Song Le didn't know that this made her look even more alluring. Xiao Ping applied the spiritual liquid to the scars on Little Chili Pepper's chest, and when he looked up, he saw her enchanting appearance, and for a moment, he couldn't help but be stunned. Fortunately, Song Le, who was infatuated, didn't notice Xiao Ping looking at her, otherwise she would have been even more embarrassed.

  The effect of the spiritual liquid was astonishing, and in the blink of an eye, all the scars on Song Lei's chest had disappeared. A large area of skin had regained its snowy whiteness and delicacy, making Little Hot Pepper even more captivating at this moment. As he gazed at Song Lei's slightly trembling breasts, Xiao Ping momentarily lost control and reached out to pinch the quivering jade-like peaks.

  "So soft, so bouncy, so smooth, so warm...", countless wonderful feelings surged into Xiao Ping's heart in an instant, and at this moment he was drunk.

  However, Xiao Ping's sudden attack startled Song Lei, and the little pepper let out a sharp cry, instinctively stretching out her hand to push him away, and unexpectedly pushing Xiao Ping off the bed.

  In fact, with Xiao Ping's current skills, even if five Song Leis worked together, they couldn't push him around. However, he was currently in a state of confusion and accidentally fell for Xiaolajiao's trick.

  Xiao Ping sat on the ground, looking at Song Lei who had already buttoned up her clothes, and said with a bitter smile: "You're still the same, burning your bridges after crossing the river. You just let me help you remove the scars and then treat me like this!"

  Looking at the wretched appearance of Yang Ping, Song Lei also felt a bit embarrassed. However, she quickly remembered Xiang Pinggang's detestable behavior and, with her hands covering her chest, panted: "Serves you right, who told you to touch...touch someone there!"

  Xiao Ping secretly rubbed his fingers, savoring the wonderful feeling from just now. On the surface, he said solemnly: "You don't understand, I'm checking the skin's tactile sensation to see if the newly grown skin has restored its fineness and elasticity!"

  Song Lei, who had already determined that Xiao Ping was a rascal, couldn't help but doubt herself when she saw his confident and articulate demeanor. However, Little Chili quickly remembered something else and narrowed her eyes to ask: "Then why didn't you...my face..."

  However, before Song Lei could finish speaking, Xiao Ping had already pinched her cheek heavily and said with great satisfaction: "Good, the skin on your face has also returned to normal. It's worth it for me to spend so much effort running far away to find medicine for you!"

  Xiao Ping's words moved Song Lei very much, and she naturally wouldn't argue with him about Gang Cai's affairs anymore. Instead, she smiled at Xiao Ping and said: "Thank you, I'm so happy that you can think of me like this..."

  "You know I'm thinking of you." Xiao Ping secretly let out a sigh of relief, and with a smile on his face, he said to Song Le: "This medicine is very precious, there's still some left here, you should apply it all over your face, your skin will definitely be much better than before, and by the time you're sixty years old, it'll still be as white and tender as it is now."

  "Cut it out, aren't you just an old monster now?" Song Lei first sneered at Xiao Ping's words, but after a while she couldn't help asking: "Are you telling the truth?"

  "Of course, you can listen to what others will say after seeing your face." Xiao Ping first looked at Song Le's pretty face, and then his gaze moved to her high chest and sighed: "As for here, only I and my son can see it, you don't need to ask others."

  Dazed by Xiao Ping's words, Song Lei asked foolishly: "How can your son see it?"

  Xiao Ping sneered: "You can't even breastfeed your own son? That's why my son saw it!"

  "Xiao Ping, you rascal!" The room rang out with Song Lei's angry shout once again.

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