Crazy coquetry in his paranoid arms

Chapter 118 "Soft"

After the wound was treated, Su Yan lay on the bed in the infirmary, and the head teacher poured warm water for her.

Cheng Xinghe sent people there, it was not good to stay here any longer, so he talked to Su Yan and left.

Su Yan red eyes, took a sip of water, "Teacher, I'm sorry..."

Failed to honor the class.

The homeroom teacher couldn't care less about this, and glared at her, "There's nothing to be sorry about! I said it a long time ago, safety first, competition second."

Su Yan is an excellent student in her class, she fell like this, it's too late to feel distressed, how could she blame her.

Su Yan choked up.

Raise your hand to wipe your tears.

The homeroom teacher thought her leg was hurting badly, so she was worried, so she handed her a piece of paper and wiped away her tears.

"You should rest at home for the past two days, and come back to school when your injury is better, you know?"

Su Yan nodded.

The homeroom teacher stayed with her for a while, and she must be present at the sports meeting, so he talked to the doctor and asked her to take care of Su Yan more.

"Then the teacher will leave first. You rest here. Call Dr. Wang if you need anything."

The female doctor's surname is Wang.

"Understood, teacher, you go, don't worry about me."

The teacher in charge left in peace.

The hospital bed was leaning against the window, the breeze was blowing, and the curtains were lifted and fluttered. Su Yan looked at the scenery outside, the tears on her face were still wet, her eyes were a little dry, she raised her hand and rubbed them.

took a long sigh.

Lie on your back, close your eyes and meditate.

After seven or eight minutes, Su Yan gradually fell into a very shallow sleep.

I actually had a dream, which was bizarre.

Dr. Wang was sitting in front of the computer, sorting out the materials, when there was a sudden knock on the door.

She didn't look back: "Please come in."

After half a minute, I turned around and saw a boy, "What's wrong with you?"

The boy lowered his head: "Stomach hurts."

"Specifically? Is there any more?"

The boy said, "No, I just want to rest."

Dr. Wang is obviously used to it, and pointed to the ward inside for him, "Go and rest inside, there is a room with boiling water, there are students sleeping inside, please be quiet."

Without saying anything more, the boy turned around and walked to the ward.

A tall partition curtain was erected on one side of the ward, and he opened the partition curtain to see the girl sleeping on the hospital bed facing the window.

Resting his hands on his stomach, breathing lightly.

Jiang Ye walked over, dragged the chair beside him, and sat down gently beside the hospital bed.

Jiang Ye felt that he was sick, so he said that it was none of his business, and he didn't want to care about anything. It was best for Su Yan to be out of sight and out of mind.

In the end, I couldn't bear it anymore, and I still eagerly caught up.

It seems that seeing her seems to have happened in the last century.

Jiang Ye's eyes fell on her legs. Because of running, she was wearing sports shorts, her injured knee had been bandaged, and there were some scratches on her calf.

Her legs are really nice.

Not very slender, but the legs are well-shaped and well-proportioned, and the skin is very fair.

Jiang Ye raised his hand and touched it lightly.

It feels cool to the touch, smooth and soft.

Some can't put it down.

In the dream, Su Yan seemed to feel something strange in her legs, and flinched sensitively.

Jiang Ye was so frightened that he stopped immediately and looked at Su Yan's face.

People did not wake up.

He secretly scolded himself for being a pervert.

He went to look at her face again, propped his elbows on the edge of the bed, rested his chin in the palm of his hand, and held his face in a blooming appearance.

Jiang Ye looked down.

He took her facial features into his eyes little by little, and still liked it a little. After a while, he couldn't hold back, and poked her cheek with his hand.

Ouch.

soft.

He withdrew his hand again, stroked his fingertips, and continued to look at her without moving.

(End of this chapter)