Male God, a Little Su

The doctor gave her a wound medicine to reduce the swelling, and then threw her an ice pack and let her apply it by herself.

There are too many students who are stumbling and stumbling in the school all day long, and things like ice packs are all necessities.

Then, it was Ji Wuyou's turn.

Ji Wuyou was only sixteen years old, and he was already about 1.8 meters tall.

He was lanky and tall, leaning lazily against a cabinet with his arms folded, one leg bent, toes dipping casually.

That leisurely gesture made people think that this person felt no pain.

"Come on, little classmate, it's your turn."

The doctor held the medicine in his hand and waved at him.

Ji Wuyou glanced at him lightly, but he said to Su Yan, "Okay?"

Su Yan raised her eyebrows, "Well, that's it."

"Let's go then."

After speaking, Ji Wuyou stood up straight and raised his chin towards Su Yan.

The lines on his face are good-looking, and when his chin is slightly raised, the lines stretch into a sexy arc. The slender eyelashes covered under his thin eyelids, like insects perched on his eyes.

"stop!"

Ji Wuyou paused and looked back.

Before the doctor could realize what the operation was, Su Yan had already grabbed the medicine in his hand, and then overbearingly pushed Ji Wuyou onto the chair and sat down.

"what?"

He lifted his eyes, his eyes were full of black energy.

His eyebrows were full of impatience.

"I won't stop you if you want to kill me, but don't pull me along."

Su Rou didn't forget her current status as someone who is under the fence. After all, Ji Wuyou also got sunburned because she brought her to the infirmary.

Although she didn't need it, it would be good to repay him at that time.

Ji Wuyou's thin eyelids drooped, and her thin lips pursed tightly.

There seemed to be a heavy low air pressure all over the body.

With snow-white fingers, Su Yan pinched his chin rudely, and raised his face domineeringly.

Because of the obvious contrast, the scars on Ji Wuyou's face became even more terrifying.

The doctor watched from the side, thinking about whether he should come?

But looking at Ji Wuyou's displeasure, the air in this infirmary was about to freeze into ice.

In the end, he swallowed all the words in his heart back to his stomach.

"You're annoying--"

Ji Wuyou raised his face passively, feeling Su Ro's careless application of the medicine. Holding a cotton swab in her hand, she smeared carelessly on Ji Wuyou's face.

The brown ointment made his handsome face look extra funny.

"Unfortunately, I also think you are annoying."

Su Yan's lips opened and closed, and she responded directly.

It only took a few minutes for Su Yan to apply the medicine. Before she left, she asked the doctor for an ice pack and a parasol.

Ji Wuyou stood at the door.

The back was suddenly stabbed.

He rolled his eyes darkly and turned his head.

Su Yan threw the umbrella and the ice pack to him, "hold an umbrella."

Ji Wuyou sneered and looked at the girl who only reached his chest, but she had a naturally beating expression on her face.

He looked back and said in a low voice, "I don't need this kind of thing."

Su Yan: "???"

She threw a look at Ji Wuyou, did you make a mistake, and clutched the ice pack, "I think you think too much, hold an umbrella, brother, do you want such strong ultraviolet rays to erode your sister's delicate skin? "

"cough……"

Ji Wuyou didn't expect to get such an answer at all.

He looked at Su Yan up and down, and the veins in the palm of his hand holding the umbrella bulged.

Resisting the urge to beat Su Yan violently, she gritted her teeth and sneered, "Then I hope it can be a little more warm, and quickly evaporate you."