After wearing the book, I used the male lead as a drug guide

Chapter 71 The meaning of the voice of Mr. Chu

Chu Shuolan saw Song Yihuan walking in, and the two looked at each other in the void.

Looking at the sweet face of the other party, especially the pair of watery and beautiful eyes, Chu Shuolan pressed his fist to his lips and coughed lightly.

"Cough cough..."

He coughed uncontrollably, and even felt some pain in Yuexiong's mouth, and he stopped looking at the girl in front of him.

Song Yihuan stared at the boy sitting in the wheelchair. The boy's picturesque face, noble and elegant demeanor, such a handsome young man, is really amazing.

However, there was no trace of blood on the other party's pale face, and at this moment he coughed even more weakly.

Despite this, the male protagonist in front of him is still handsome and reserved, with the extraordinary temperament of a noble son spreading all over his body, which makes people feel very fond of him at first sight.

Seeing that the other party was still coughing, Song Yihuan stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?"

Chu Shuolan took out the handkerchief from his bosom, and coughed a few more times: "Ahem..."

Seeing a trace of blood on the handkerchief, Chu Shuolan held it in his hands, preventing the girl standing opposite from seeing it.

He opened his eyelids, his peach eyes were filled with a gentle smile, and he said in a low and hoarse voice, "No problem."

Song Yihuan carefully looked at Chu Shuolan's face, a flawlessly handsome face with deep outlines.

He was originally a noble young man, but he had a sickly and bloodless face, which made people feel sorry for him.

Chu Shuolan saw Song Yihuan looking at him with amazement flashing in his eyes, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

He turned the wheelchair to the table, picked up the teapot on the table and poured a cup of tea: "Miss Song, please sit down."

Song Yihuan's eyes followed him all the time, and after hearing his words, she walked to the table and sat down.

Seeing her generous, without the slightest twitching and shyness of a woman, the smile on the corners of Chu Shuolan's lips became more apparent.

Song Yihuan picked up the tea that Chu Shuolan had poured, brought it to her mouth and took a few sips.

The two stopped talking, and the atmosphere in the room was not at all awkward.

Song Yihuan's mind is a little messed up at the moment, the male lead is too handsome, although he is not in good health, he is good-looking.

The first time she saw the other person's face, a bold idea flashed in her mind.

How about hugging the hero's thigh, after all, he is the winner who laughs at the end, hugging his thigh will definitely be popular in the future.

Song Yihuan sometimes frowned, sometimes the corners of her lips curved slightly, but at this moment her expression was serious again.

No, hugging your thighs is indeed a good way.

It's a pity that Chu Shuolan soon found out about his life experience, and there will be various assassinations and conspiracy, standing next to the hero is very dangerous, even close to death.

She is not a heroine, but she doesn't have the so-called aura of a heroine. If she loses her life at that time, the loss outweighs the gain.

Thinking of this, Song Yihuan shook her head resolutely.

Seeing the interesting expression on her face and her unconscious movements, Chu Shuolan was very happy.

At this moment, the face of the other party became firm, and he didn't know what he thought of.

Chu Shuolan said slowly, "Miss Song—"

"Huh?" Song Yihuan looked up at Chu Shuolan upon hearing the sound.

"Ahem..." Chu Shuolan tilted his head and coughed a few more times. After he stopped, he smiled apologetically at Song Yihuan: "My body is like this all the year round. Don't blame Miss Song."

Song Yihuan shook her head: "Mr. Chu is serious."

Hearing her outspoken address, Chu Shuolan's deep eyes hid a keen light, and the smile on his face never changed.

He looked at Song Yihuan's sweet face, and saw that the other party was ignorant, as if he didn't know the meaning of her title.

(End of this chapter)