Chapter 35 Injured
"No, I think the writing is pretty good." Yan swallowed lightly.

Will Shen Si hit her?
So scared.

"Then I thank you?"

Yan Weiwei quickly waved his hand: "No, no, I didn't write it."

"And," she opened the phone and handed it over carefully, but she didn't dare to let go, for fear of being smashed by him, "Look, you are attacking."

She looked at him flatteringly.

Shen Si looked at the content on the phone, and happened to see "Shen Si pushed Zhou Yu to the corner of the classroom, pinched his chin, and leaned over..."

Snapped!
He took a picture of Yan Qingqing's phone on the table.

Yan Weiwei trembled all over, not daring to speak.

She could see that he was really angry.

Nest on the side and dare not speak.

She didn't dare to take her mobile phone, and she didn't even dare to move it.

After a while, Shen Si suddenly turned his head to look at her.

Softly: "!!!"

Like a frightened little rabbit, looking at him eagerly.

Shen Si frowned, "What is Gong?"

Yan Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and looked excited when he said this.

"It's the one above!"

Shen Si: "..."

The air was silent for three seconds.

Yan Weiwei wished he could slap himself to death.

What nonsense is this all talking about.

She still wants to live.

She watched Shen Si's reaction carefully, and saw that he closed his eyes, as if it was a sign of getting angry.

"Don't, don't be angry, everyone is just joking."

Shen Si didn't know if he had listened.

He got up and put away all the things he bought, and Yan Qingqing kept looking at him.

There was a line of sight chasing her from behind, and Shen Si also knew it, so he deliberately ignored her.

He dared to imagine that he was having an affair with a man, his little deskmate was really capable.

Those people are also panicked.

It seems that the school has been too quiet recently.

Shen Si reached out to take out the bag in the supermarket, everything was put away, only two bottles of shower gel remained.

It smells like milk, the same as the smell on Yan Qingqing's body.

Shen Si's eyes softened suddenly.

After he put everything away, Yan Weiwei still pursed his lips, looking at him pitifully like a deer.

Shen Si felt that suddenly there was a hand that lowered his bottom line little by little, until it was all the way down.

He poured a glass of water, added the brown sugar he bought from the supermarket just now, and handed it to her.

Yan gently looked at the cup he handed over, hesitating for a moment whether to take it or not.

It might be poisonous.

Of course, this is impossible, Yan Qingqing took it obediently, and sipped it in small bites.

The temperature was just right, Shen Si should have boiled the water and poured it into the thermos before they went out.

I gave her brown sugar water, so she shouldn't be angry.

Yan gently gulped down the last sip, feeling extra warm in his lower abdomen.

"Then you have a good rest, I'll go back first?"

She puts down the glass.

There was a streak of blood on the clear glass.

Yan sighed softly, and glanced at his hands, they were clean and without any scars.

Then it could only be Shen Si who handed her the water glass just now.

She raised her head: "Your hands are bleeding."

Shen Si frowned and stretched out his hand.

A bright red blood stain lay across the entire palm of his hand.

Yan Weiwei knew that his hand was injured, but he didn't know that his injury was so deep and blood was still gurgling out.

He didn't stop the bleeding at all just now, and he was still carrying so many things.

"Fortunately, I bought gauze and iodine just now. I need to disinfect it first. That knife is covered with rust. In fact, it's best to get a tetanus shot." Yan thought softly.

I dug out gauze and iodine from the things I bought just now, and dipped a cotton swab consciously.

Shen Si secretly hooked his lips.

I was afraid that she would not see the blood on the cup, but luckily she saw it in the end.

(End of this chapter)

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