"Drink!"

Li Xinlan threw the tennis ball high and made a tricky serve.

Lan Shuijing quickly ran a few steps to the left and barely caught the ball.

"Good chance!"

Li Xinlan's eyes lit up, she took a step forward, smashed the ball sharply, and slammed the tennis ball straight down to the right!

"Oops!"

Lan Shuijing suddenly panicked, and quickly ran from the left side of the court to the right.

"Ouch!"

It's just that he fell to the ground with a low cry.

Boom!

The tennis ball fell to the middle of the court!

"Yay, I won! I won!"

Li Xinlan suddenly cheered, raised the racket in her hand high, and turned around to run towards Ye Chen.

"Xiao Jing!"

But Ye Chen hurriedly ran to the side of the court, squatted down, and carefully checked Lan Shuijing's feet.

"Leaf Dust ......"

The excitement on Li Xinlan's face was momentarily sluggish, and she muttered in her mouth.

"Xiao Jing, bear with me, I'll help you treat it, and it will be fine soon." ”

Lan Shuijing's feet were a little bad, high and swollen, Ye Chen took off Lan Shuijing's shoes and socks without saying anything, and held her pink little feet with both hands.

Ye Chen held Lan Shuijing's soles with one hand, and gently placed the other hand on the ankle that reached it, and Zhen Yuan slowly crossed in.

"Hmm-"

Lan Shuijing couldn't help but snort.

"Bear with it, don't be afraid of pain, it'll be fine in a while!"

Ye Chen comforted.

"It's not just the pain, it's your hand that grabs the soles of my feet, it's so itchy! It's painful and itchy!"

As soon as Lan Shuijing's feet moved, she was about to break free, it was painful and itchy, and she couldn't help it.

"Okay, okay, I won't scratch the soles of your feet. ”

Ye Chen suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, so he had to carefully grab Lan Shuijing's heels, and Lan Shuijing stopped moving.

The true yuan in Ye Chen's hand slowly crossed in, and under the burst of heat, Lan Shuijing's injured ankle quickly improved.

Not far away, looking at all this, Li Xinlan suddenly felt bitter in her heart.

Although I won the tennis match, I lost love......

After taking a deep look at the two of them, Li Xinlan squatted down, carefully put down the racket, and left the court in despair.

After a while, Lan Shuijing's feet were finally too good to be good.

"Come, move your feet and see if it hurts?"

Ye Chen carefully helped Lan Shuijing up.

Lan Shuijing turned her ankle slightly, and sure enough, it didn't hurt at all.

It's just that she rolled her eyes and had a weird smile on her face.

"Ouch! It hurts! Brother Ye, you haven't been cured at all!"

Lan Shuijing grabbed Ye Chen's arm, deliberately landing on the ground with one foot and lifting the other.

"Not cured? How is it possible?"

Ye Chen was stunned, it was not the first time he had treated his foot injury, it was impossible that he had not been cured.

"Even if you are cured, you still have to cultivate for a while, and ......you can't walk! You've got to carry me out!"

Lan Shuijing saw that Ye Chen saw through it, and simply played a trick.

"You little girl!"

Ye Chen had no choice but to turn around, squat down, and stretch out his hands backwards.

"Hehe-hee! Brother Ye is so good to me!"

Lan Shui smiled quietly and leaned on Ye Chen's back.

"Huh, where is Xinlan?"

Ye Chen walked out with Lan Shui on his back, and it was only at this time that he realized that Li Xinlan had left.

"Sister Xinlan likes you! Seeing that you are so good to me, I was jealous and angry, so I left first!"

As soon as Lan Shuijing's eyes on his back rolled, he understood everything and said directly.

"Uh......"

Ye Chen also understood.

"But even if she is jealous and angry, Brother Ye, you won't like her!"

Lan Shuijing shook her head directly again.

"Huh, you little girl, you're not a roundworm in my stomach, how do you know?"

Ye Chen asked strangely.

"Because I have a pair of discerning eyes!

Lan Shuijing made a 'biubiu' sound from her mouth, stretched out two fingers, and pointed at the back of Ye Chen's head, as if two lasers were emitted from her eyes.

"Okay, you're Xiaojing, you're still proud, aren't you?"

Ye Chen carried Lan Shuijing on his back and suddenly jumped slightly.

"Yikes!"

Lan Shuijing was caught off guard, and almost fell, and her two hands hurriedly hugged Ye Chen's neck, where did she dare to move.

"You little pony, you dare to pout your hooves, don't you give me the truth!"

After Lan Shuijing hugged Ye Chen's neck with both hands, she became arrogant again, clamping Ye Chen's waist with her feet, and making a 'driving' sound in her mouth.

"Dare to treat your brother Ye as a horse?"

Ye Chen couldn't cry or laugh, so he simply jumped up continuously.

"Ahh

"Oops!

"Stop, ponies!"

Laughter echoes around the tennis court......

......

Inadvertently, it has been two months since Ye Chen lost his five senses, and for the use of divine thoughts instead of the five senses, Ye Chen has changed from obscure and vague at the beginning to proficient and clear now.

One night a few days later, Ye Chen stood alone on the rooftop of the dormitory.

Divine thoughts were like a thick mist, enveloping several nearby dormitories.

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