The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

"Just sit down."

Shen Zhiyu found the medicine cabinet from the cabinet, sat down beside Xia Beiqin, and squeezed his arm.

Xia Beiqing grinned in pain.

"Well, it shouldn't hurt the bones, so the cuffs are rolled up."

Xia Beiqing obediently rolled up his cuffs, and Shen Zhiyu applied a lotion of trauma to his arm.

Seeing that the corners of his mouth were also broken, Shen Zhiyu dipped a cotton swab with disinfectant. Just when he touched the wound, Xia Beiqin shrank back, tears in the corners of his eyes: "It hurts! It hurts!"

"All right, I'll be gentle." Shen Zhiyu tried to be gentle and dealt with the wound on his mouth little by little.

Xia Beiqing leaned closer, curled up her good-looking eyebrows, and asked in an inviting credit: "Mr. Shen, am I just now?"

Shen Zhiyu said lightly: "In fact, you don't need to do it, I'm a black belt in taekwondo."

"..."

After treating the wound, Shen Zhiyu closed the medicine box.

"If it hurts badly, just tell me and I'll take you to the hospital."

"Mr. Shen..." Xia Beiqin grabbed Shen Zhiyu's sleeves and looked at him with wet eyes. His tone was raised, with a coquettish tone: "I was seriously injured for you, should you give it to me? A little reward? I haven’t given the reward for passing the test last time..."

Shen Zhiyu held back the smile on the corner of his lips: "Tell me, what kind of reward do you want."

Xia Beiqing bulged her cheeks and poked her cheeks with her fingers: "Here, here, kiss."

Shen Zhiyu's pupils flickered: "Student Xia, are you looking for a fight?"

Not willing, right?

Xia Beiqing immediately lowered her mouth, covered her arm, and cried, "It hurts... It hurts..."

"What's wrong? Does it hurt?" Shen Zhiyu hurriedly stood up: "I'll take it to the hospital!"

Xia Beiqing dragged him to sit down again, leaned one cheek over, and said in a crying voice: "Kiss, Teacher Shen will not hurt anymore."

This little bastard...

Looking at the boy's cheeks, he was delicate and delicate, his eyes were moist, and there were still tears hanging.

Pathetic.

Ok…

It's just a kiss on the cheek, no big deal.

Shen Zhiyu blinked, breathing slightly, and slowly moved his lips toward the boy's cheek.

At the moment he was about to touch him, Xia Beiqing suddenly turned his head.

Caught off guard.

There was a bang.

Shen Zhiyu kissed Xia Beiqing's lips.

"You..." Shen Zhiyu leaned back and covered his mouth with his hands. The eyes behind the lenses were widened, full of panic.

"Oh, Teacher Shen, I didn't mean it..."

This apology, but not the least sincere.

Xia Beiqing drew a sly smile, revealing two small tiger fangs, evil spirits recklessly.

Shen Zhiyu got up, with a cold face, and began to order to chase away the guests: "Okay, you can go back now."

Xia Beiqing raised her face and asked, "Mr. Shen, if my arm hurts, can I call you."

Shen Zhiyu looked down at the boy's arm.

After all, it was also hurt by him.

"can."

Xia Beiqing jumped up happily and deliberately raised her lips to speak: "Mr. Shen, I'll go first, see you tomorrow."

Seeing that the tips of Shen Zhiyu's ears were blood red, he left with satisfaction.

After the door was closed, Shen Zhiyu seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, subconsciously stretched out his hand and touched his lips, making his heart mess.

The next day, in the evening.

Yunci walked into the convenience store, took two packs of tissues, and stood at the cashier to check out.

"Sister-in-law?!" Xia Beiqing suddenly emerged from behind, still carrying a few bottles of drinks in his hand: "What a coincidence? We are playing at the opposite KTV, do you want to be together?"

"No need." Yunci pocketed the change.

"Go, go! Don't be so lonely, there are all my friends inside." Xia Bei Qing Yun resigned and walked to the other side.