Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 642

"Okay!" Emily responded subconsciously and ran over with a needle and a syringe .

However, she did not realize what she had promised until she sat on the bed. She suddenly stood up and pointed at him, trembling. "You... you want me to help you take off your pants?"

Simon lay on the bed and lazily said, "Don't be agitated! I'm not flirting with you!"

"But you..." Emily's face turned red.

Simon interrupted with a serious look on his face and said calmly. "Have you ever seen medical dramas? It's intramuscular injection."

Emily was at a loss for words.

She dredged up vague memories that when she had a fever as a little girl, her aunt took her to the hospital in the town. The doctor also gave her a shot in her buttock. She still remembered that she had been laughed at by Selena for a long time. Most importantly, he was a doctor, so what he said should be right...

"I am a patient, and it is difficult for me to give myself a shot. If you don't help me take off my pants, how can I recover?" Simon winced and gazed at her troubled face calmly. After two seconds, he suddenly said in a deep voice, "What are you looking at? Come and help me!"

Probably because he had said too much now, his voice was cracked.

After being urged, Emily calmed down and walked to him.

In fact, in addition to the buttocks, the intramuscular injection could also be applied on upper deltoids. However, Simon deliberately did not say it and chose the former place. Especially when he saw that she bowed her head with red ears in front of him now, his eyes glimmered with the light of success.

Emily passed the syringe to him, and her empty hand reached out to his waist.

He was in his pajamas, and her loose pants were tied. She could have been untied with a few tugs, but she felt it had taken her a lot of effort. Her throat and eyes were dry, and the blood in her body flowed through her veins and jumped up and down.

Finally, Emily took off halfway of his pants.

Then the underwear inside...

Emily felt that her throat was burning, as if she got fever too. Her fingers touched his skin through the cloth, and his temperature made it difficult for her to breathe.

Stripping off men's underpants was what she would do in kindergarten...

Simon stretched out his hand to the back, gesturing with his fingertip, "Just pull my underpants down!"

"... Got it!" Emily said in a muffled voice.

Almost at the moment when his skin was exposed, she hurriedly turned away and said, "I'm done! You can give yourself a shot!"

There seemed to be the sound of a needle pushing through the water in the air.

Emily held her breath and waited until her neck was almost stiff. She couldn't hear any sound or feel any movement from him for a long time. She asked in a trembling voice, "Hey, Simon, are you... finished?"

"Yes."

After a long time, he slowly answered.

Emily turned back tentatively and saw him maintaining that enchanting posture, pressing a medicinal cotton swab on the shot place, and looking at her leisurely.

She loosened her grip on the edges of his underpants and jumped up in shame and anger. "Put on your underpants!"

Grabbing the syringe that was thrown on the bed, Emily ran out of the bedroom. After washing her face in the bathroom with cold water, she slowly came back.