Stupidly Cute Qing Mei: The Childhood Friend is Too Black Bellied

"Then I'm gone ..." The health teacher shook the corner of his mouth, waved his hand toward Cheng Zhiyan, and left stunned.

In the large infirmary, there were only Cheng Zhiyan and Xiaotu left.

The bunny lowered her head and looked at his knees. His fair-skinned, knuckled hands were gently supporting her calf, and another jade-like hand was holding the front with hydrogen peroxide, carefully. Wipe it.

In those clear and deep eyes, the look was serious and focused, and a pair of delicate eyebrows were raised slightly, as if holding a thousand-year treasure in his hand.

The sun shining through the glass windows was bright and warm, and the smell of sterilized water floating in the air.

The bunny suddenly felt that it would be great if time could stand still.

"Does it still hurt?"

After finally clearing the wounds on both knees, Cheng Zhiyan raised his head, a pair of clear eyes looked straight at her eyes, and asked.

"Well ... it's okay ... it doesn't hurt anymore ..." Bunny just felt that there was a cool feeling on his knee, but it didn't hurt as much as he did.

"It has been disinfected for you. The wound is not deep. Please pay attention. Do not touch the water for the past two days. It will recover in about a week." Cheng Zhiyan took the ointment next to him and squeezed it to her wound , Gently rub her with your fingers.

With a hint of coolness at his fingertips, he gently landed on her wound, inevitably bringing another tingling sensation.

The bunny grinned and took a sip of air-conditioner and said to Cheng Zhi: "Can't we miss the ointment? This ointment hurts a lot ..."

"This is to prevent wound infection." Cheng Zhiyan's eyes drooped slightly, looking at the wound on her knee, but the strength of his hand was slightly relieved: "It will be better after rubbing."

"Oh ..." Xiaotu responded lowly, and continued to watch him rub his medicine and stop talking.

Surrounded by a weird silence.

After being so bored for a long time, the rabbit could not help but shouted, "Orange brother ..."

"Call me Teacher Cheng." Cheng Zhi replied without raising his head.

"Mr. Cheng ..." Little Rabbit himself didn't know why. When he called him Mr. Cheng, he was naturally a bit shorter than when he called his brother with orange juice.

"Huh?" Cheng Zhiyan finally wiped her knees with ointment, raised her head, and a pair of clear eyes looked at her lightly.

"You finally ignored me ..." Xiaotu flattened his rosy mouth and looked at Cheng Zhiyan's face about to cry.

Cheng Zhiyan paused for a moment, then looked at her a little uncomfortably, and whispered, "When did I ignore you?"

"Then you don't talk to me these days ..." As soon as the rabbit said this, he felt that his nose was sore and his tears were almost going to fall.

"You didn't even talk to me." Cheng Zhiyan looked at her dullly, his voice paused, and then continued: "If I ignore you, I won't wait for you every morning."

The rabbit sucked its nose strongly, and desperately controlled the tears rolling in the eyes, whispered lowly: "Then you ... you are so indifferent to me ... you still ... you are so gentle to the English teacher ... ... and smiling at her. "

"..."

Cheng Zhiyan looked at her silently, and for a long while, stretched out her hand and gently squeezed it on her pale pink face, and said softly, "Is she jealous?"