Chapter 11
Ji Lingfeng didn't speak, and took Ningxia's only remaining hand to the sofa.

"Sit down and don't move."

Ningxia tensed up reflexively, staring at her legs, her toes involuntarily pawed hard on the ground.

If he dares to use force, I... I will send him a Wuying kick to death, so that he can be punished vigorously.

As a result, Ji Lingfeng didn't even look at Ning Xia, and calmly grabbed Ning Xia's injured arm.

"Be patient..."

There was a click, the bones in his arms were numb, and Ning Xia let out a muffled snort.

"I didn't expect Ji Shao to have the skills to treat bruises. It's really impressive."

"I have more crafts. If you can't wait, I don't mind letting you try them all now."

His eyes were deep, his tongue lightly slid across his lips, and Ning Xia's heart was refreshed again.

Ruffian, rascal, precipitous ruffian!

Ning Xia's head drooped even lower. He was obviously a gentleman, but why did he say such shameless words.

"I mean, even if you break two more legs, I can still fix them for you intact."

"Huh? Take...the legs?"

Ji Lingfeng snorted softly, "Students just look pure."

Ningxia's pretty eyebrows frowned, and she really wanted to treat Ji Lingfeng like a dog in Tianjin, but she couldn't, she didn't dare, she could only bear his harsh words.

"Aren't you also looking at the gentleman." Ning Xia replied silently in her heart.

Ji Lingfeng walked in front of Ningxia with long legs, and then a bag fell on Ningxia's body.

"Clean up yourself. Although Xiaomo is a child, he is also a man. It's inconvenient for him to give you this thing."

Ning Xia saw the contents of the bag clearly, and couldn't help sweating profusely.

"When... when did you buy this underwear? How does he know his size? Why is there only underwear but no coat? What is he going to do? Could it be that he really has a homosexuality?"

Ning Xia was about to put on her clothes, and looked back cautiously. Ji Lingfeng just turned her back, showing no intention of leaving. She was hesitating with her underwear, this...how would she change clothes.

"Don't wear it yet? Are you planning to change it for you personally?"

Forget it, just treat her as a woman, and she will see it when she sees it. Anyway, if I don't see him, he will be fine.

Ning Xia hurriedly ran to the back of the bookshelf and put on her underwear in a panic, but the underwear seemed to have a grudge against her, the more anxious she was, the more she couldn't put it on.

Ningxia's hand felt sore when he buckled it, but he still didn't buckle it.

"Ma De, is it because Ji Lingfeng is deliberately messing with me, so he bought a bad underwear?"

The time became very silent, only Ning Xia's whispered curse was silent.

With her white jade-like back flickering under the loose T-shirt, Ji Lingfeng raised her legs lightly and took a few steps back.

He took Ning Xia's clumsy little hands away and tidied things up slowly.

Feeling Ningxia's trembling, Ji Lingfeng curled her lips proudly, "It seems that you don't even have the ability to take care of yourself."

……

Being taken care of by an uncertain man, Ning Xia was completely at a loss. He held her little hand and sat quietly on the sofa beside her when she was hot-headed.

He took out the medicine box, squatted halfway in front of her, and gently wiped her forehead with alcohol cotton, like a dragonfly on the water.

This kind of tenderness made her panic, and her heart began to beat irregularly again.

"What... what is he doing? Am I overthinking it? He just bandaged my wound?"

(End of this chapter)

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