Chapter 72: Tenderness and Care
"Eh, I haven't been noticed by the teacher now, let's go back to the room first. ”
Yang Feng looked at Han Shilan, who was a little stunned, knowing that what he said just now was a little rushed, his tone suddenly softened, and he continued to speak.
"Good. Han Shilan nodded, her beautiful eyes turned to look at the bloodstains on Yang Feng's body, and her white lotus-like arm gently helped Yang Feng into the room.
How could she not have imagined that Yang Feng would not have injuries on his body? He just wanted to let himself not worry too much.
"I'm going to change my clothes first. Yang Feng, who was standing in the room, looked at Han Shilan's big eyes, and the atmosphere was very quiet, so he said nonchalantly, turned around and took out a piece of clothing from his shoulder bag, and walked into the bathroom.
Han Shilan pursed her mouth angrily, clasped her hands to her chest, and sat on the pure white bed, and the other male classmates in the room had not yet returned.
So now it's just her and him, and it's easy to have an accident if you dry the firewood~
Yang Feng took off his shirt in the bathroom and threw it into the basin, looking at the smooth and clear mirror, the mermaid lines on his body faintly appeared, and he didn't do any exercises about the abdomen.
He now wants to get the enhancement potion again, so that he can not only fabricate a perfect body, but also improve his combat power, and maybe he can reach the Yellow Rank among the legendary warriors.
Yang Feng's slender and white fingers touched the bruise on his shoulder, as well as a bruise on his back, although there was no blood, but he was hit a few times by the iron rod, but he didn't feel anything, and his strong physical fitness was also a lot of benefits.
Quickly put on a black T-shirt and slacks, the boiling water dragon washed his hands and face, shook it and turned around and walked out.
When I walked outside, I saw Han Shilan turning her little head and looking at the night scene outside, her cheeks were bulging, and she looked very cute.
"Shilan, I'm still angry. ”
Yang Feng smiled slightly, stepped forward and sat beside her, holding her fragrant shoulder with one hand.
"Hmph!" Han Shilan snorted coldly, clasped her hands to her chest, and twisted her head to the side, indicating that she didn't want to pay attention to Yang Feng.
Yang Feng touched his upturned nose awkwardly with one hand, accompanied her silently, looking at her angry side face, there was a feeling of heartbeat.
It's such a good feeling to have someone you like and worry about you!
Sensing that Yang stopped talking, Han Shilan calmed down, turned her head to look at Yang Feng's handsome face, her voice softened, and she said:
"Yang Feng, do you think you will listen to me in the future?"
"How can you not listen to it?
The corners of Yang Feng's mouth smiled evilly, his hands hugged Han Shilan's soft delicate body at once, and his head was placed on her fragrant shoulder, he liked to smell the orchid fragrance on her body, which was body fragrance.
Hearing the word wife, Han Shilan's little face turned red, her beautiful eyes were full of disgust, her small mouth opened slightly, and said:
"Who's your wife? If you don't listen to me in the future, I'll... I will ignore you and ignore you. ”
"Yes, yes, Shilan's wife, baby. Yang Feng smiled, and hugged Han Shilan even tighter with both hands, this soft feeling made him very comfortable.
Han Shilan's delicate face was extremely red, with shyness and a hint of joy in her heart, but on the surface, she pretended to be helpless and angry, and pushed Yang Feng away with her little hand.
"You hooligan, let me go quickly!"
"Don't let it go, I'll let you go, I won't have a wife, so thanks to that. ”
Yang Feng said with a dead pig face that was not afraid of boiling water, how could he not be thick-skinned when chasing girls.
"You... Let go, let go. Han Shilan said, her little hand slapped Yang Feng, she didn't grasp the strength well, and accidentally slapped him on the shoulder, the bruise.
"Hmm......" Yang Feng couldn't help but let go of his hands, frowned in some pain, and snorted.
When Han Shilan saw it, her heart tightened, and she hurriedly said, "Yang Feng, what's wrong with you?!"
As he spoke, he lifted his black short sleeves and saw obvious bruises, like a thick rope.
"Does it hurt?" Han Shilan bit her pink lip, her heart hurt, and her white little finger gently rubbed his bruises.
"It hurt a little just now, your hand seems to have magical powers, so it doesn't hurt that much now. ”
Yang Feng smiled faintly, picked up her soft and boneless little hands with both hands, and said.
"Flutter~" Han Shilan suddenly laughed, gently patted the bruise on Yang Feng's shoulder, and said coquettishly: "Liar." ”
"Well, it's just a little painful, and I'll be fine in a few days. Yang Feng wiped a three-point smile on his face, looked at Han Shilan, and said slowly.
"No, no, no, the bruise has to be dissolved, I remember that there should be a bottle of bone-setting medicine in the room, I'll get it." ”
Saying that, Han Shilan walked quickly to the side of the TV, and soon saw two bottles of bone-setting medicinal wine, so she picked it up directly, sat down next to Yang Feng, and after turning her little hand to open the medicinal wine, she said:
"Take off your clothes, I'll help you smear the medicinal wine, otherwise it won't be easy to wash your clothes when they get the medicinal wine." ”
"Hmm. Yang Feng nodded and agreed, this was already his last piece of clothing, he only brought a total of two clothes, one was originally on his body, and the other was what he was wearing now.
After taking off the short-sleeved T-shirt, the naked upper body was exposed to Han Shilan's eyes, six eye-catching abdominal muscles, and a mermaid line, and a masculine aura rushed towards Han Shilan.
Han Shilan's face was slightly red, she pouted, and said in a commanding tone: "Lie on the bed, hurry up." ”
"Okay wife. Yang Feng raised his hand in surrender, replied with a smile, turned around and lay on the pure white bed.
Han Shilan ignored his words, but looked at the bruises on his back and shoulders, her eyebrows wrinkled together in distress, and her fair and tender little hands touched his back.
"If you fight again, I'll ignore you! ”
"I hear you. Yang Feng smiled faintly, his head resting on the pillow, and his eyes looked at Han Shilan.
Sometimes, when a girl says she ignores you, she doesn't really ignore you, but she's too worried about you.
Han Shilan took the medicinal wine into the palm of her hand, and began to rotate and press it behind Yang Feng's sturdy back.
"Tap, tap, it hurts. ”
Yang Feng couldn't bear it a little, she used too much force, this should be her doing her best.
"Hmph! You deserve it! Let you suffer a little, see if you dare to fight in the future!"
Han Shilan snorted and replied mercilessly, but the strength in her hand was much lighter.
(End of chapter)