Feng Mang

49 Pu--

Translator: Polarbearadise

Editor: Somniator99

Using 'spin a cocoon around oneself' to describe Han Dong was fitting, clearly revealing the butt cheeks could solve the problem, but he insisted on making thing more complicated and exposed the entire lower half of his body, even the YY doctor and Wang Zhong Ding are in a cahoot.

After Han Dong laid on his stomach in bed, the doctor couldn't help startled as he praised.

"Yo! You have really long legs. I have examined so many people, I've never seen such long legs like yours."

Han Dong said: "Isn't that exaggerated? I'm 180, and there so many 190+."

"You don't understand this, when discussing the length of legs you can't look at the height, it depends on proportion. Some celebrities often have legs that are 110+ long, in fact it's actually the pants length, the true legs length depends on the perineum height. The average person's perineum is 80 high, taking up half of the height is already counted as having a long leg, your gluteal fold is already more than half high."

Han Dong was completely unable to make sense of what he was hearing, he could only smile awkwardly in order to shut up the doctor as soon as possible. After all there was a pair of eyes staring at him on the side, toward this subject that person was especially interested.

"Moreover your bones are straight, the gap between your legs are less than 1 cm, the shape is smooth and round, no fat accumulation, the skin is glossy and elastic, it's simply a rarely seen best quality of beautiful legs ah!"

"Thank you for your compliment, thank you very much." Could you fucking hurry up for me?!

As a result, this doctor was even slow-tempered than Han Dong, after praising him he turned his eyes toward the direction of Wang Zhong Ding.

"It is said that the highest state of looking at women is when they are wearing clothes you can still able to guess their cup size, in fact if your gaze is malicious enough, you can also peep at the lower back muscles strength of a man when they are wearing clothes."

Those who knew would think he was seeing a patient, those who don't know would even think he was acting as a matchmaker! You look at that person standing: Strong body, healthy waist, good at kung fu; You then look at this person lying on his stomach: Long legs and beautifully curved butt......

After admiring enough, the doctor then began to examine Han Dong.

"Relax, relax again." The doctor reminded him repeatedly.

But how could Han Dong relax ah? His brain was full of: Is he stealing a glance at me again? The doctor was rubbing my butt so passionately, has he already thought skewed? Is he in brain already #￥%@ me......

A hooligan who all days reluctant to leave the cluster of flowers and has pursued countless of women, when in elementary school he had YY the teacher into a whore of big dirty old man, at this moment he was stupefied like a pure and innocent little virgin, he was ashamed that he could not lift his head.

"It's just the soft tissue was compressed to injured, just apply some medicine it'll be okay."

It was finally over......Han Dong breathed a sigh of relief.

The doctor said to Wang Zhong Ding: "I'll go prescribe the medicine, you hand the clothes over to him to put it on."

Han Dong didn't sit up to wear it, instead he takes the lying on his stomach posture, and carefully hide his treasured bird.

After waiting for quite a while he hadn't heard any movement of getting out of bed, Wang Zhong Ding cast his gaze over, he found Han Dong's posture of wearing clothes was strange, couldn't help but open his mouth to ask: "Do you have an injury that's inconvenience for sitting?"

"Don't come here!" Han Dong harshly shouted without giving any warning sign, "stay away from me!"

Wang Zhong Ding's complexion changed, he endured it silently and didn't open his mouth.

Han Dong saw Wang Zhong Ding turned his head elsewhere, he hurriedly sat up and got dressed quickly, as a result just as he pulled his underpants to his thigh, Wang Zhong Ding turned his head back again, Han Dong's persecutory paranoia flared up in an instant.

"What are you looking at ah?!!!!!!"

After he finished scolding, Han Dong only then discovered that Wang Zhong Ding's gaze was on his wristwatch.

Then, slowly turned toward his direction......

Han Dong instantly becomes stupid, hurriedly moved his gaze away and pretended that he wasn't scolding Wang Zhong Ding.

But Wang Zhong Ding couldn't pretend that he wasn't being scolded.

He was silent for a long time, and finally asked coldly: "Why would I look at you?"

Han Dong especially terrified as he replied a sentence, "you understand it in your own heart."

"I don't understand." Wang Zhong Ding once again issued a strong query, "what you have I also have, furthermore my compared to yours are superior, why should I look at yours?"

Han Dong, "......"