Compared with Zhao Dafu, Han Xiaoyun felt that Ye Feng was better.

Although this guy is a bit of a hooligan, he still brushes his teeth every day, and every time we meet, I can always smell a faint smell like mint and herbs from his mouth.

This kind of taste is better than Zhao Dafu's smoky taste of three miles.

"But I've changed my mind!"

But at this moment, Ye Feng suddenly had a cold face, and said: "If you say you don't let me, you won't let it, if you say let me, what do you think of me? If you want to help, you can, please me! As long as you ask me, I will help you!"

Ye Feng was really a little resentful of Han Xiaoyun at this time.

Although he did take advantage of her twice, it was all unintentional, and this time, he also saved her twice, even if it was a big grudge, it should be resolved. But she was good, she was kind enough to help her, but she made it seem like she was trying to harm her!

Still asking for him?

Han Xiaoyun clenched her fists tightly, and wanted to stand up and leave immediately, but thought that if she left here, she would leave an ugly scar on her leg. And I don't know why, looking at Ye Feng's angry but clear eyes, she suddenly felt guilty in her heart.

Speaking carefully, many times, I do have too many misunderstandings about him.

"I'm sorry ......"

After a long time, Han Xiaoyun finally lowered her eyelids, and then said softly, "Please help me." ”

Hearing this, the cold color on Ye Feng's face eased a little.

Han Xiaoyun closed her eyes tightly, and kept comforting herself in her heart-

He is a doctor, and there are no men and women in the eyes of doctors, only patients!

No matter what kind of girl it is, at this moment, it will be like this......

It's important to heal!

Han Xiaoyun is like this, Ye Feng is not, biting the tip of his tongue, after admonishing himself, he took a deep breath, barely stabilized his mind, and then came to the wound.

In addition to the faint poisonous blood being sucked out, his nose was also inhaling hard-

Every breath comes with an itchy breath......

"You...... Aren't you alright?"

Han Xiaoyun naturally sensed Ye Feng's strangeness, and urged with a red face.

Ye Feng didn't say a word, as if he hadn't heard it.

"You...... You!"

Han Xiaoyun was completely panicked in her heart, screamed suddenly, and then rushed out of the room with a dazzling speed like a cat that had been trampled on.

"Teacher Han, how are you......"

Seeing Han Xiaoyun rushing out with a red face, Zhao Dafu smiled at her.

Hearing Zhao Dafu's words, Han Xiaoyun's face was even more red as if she was about to drip water, and rushed out without saying a word.

"What kind of person, kindly help her, I didn't even say thank you when I came......"

Looking at Han Xiaoyun's back, Ye Feng's face was unancient, and he shook his head and sighed.

And when his eyes fell on Jiang Yixue, who had a playful face, he couldn't help but sigh: Look at the beautiful president of the family, it's just different, not to mention a thousand yuan a day, but also in the kitchen, making soup with no hands.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

But after a while, Ye Feng felt that something was wrong with Jiang Yixue's eyes.

After Jiang Yixue smiled mysteriously, she said meaningfully: "There is something on your face!"

When Ye Feng heard this, he touched his nose and felt a little wet.

What is it?

Ye Feng scratched his head, and put his fingers to the tip of his nose in confusion and sniffed.

"Rogue ......"

Seeing Ye Feng's appearance, Jiang Yixue glanced at him with disgust, snorted twice, and walked out of the room.

What the hell is this......

Ye Feng's fingers were intertwined, and he seemed to think of something in his heart, could it be......

For a moment, Ye Feng was completely stunned.

He finally understood why Han Xiaoyun jumped out like a rabbit with a tail stepped on.

"Ye Feng, you are really a miracle doctor, you have cured Teacher Han so quickly!"

At this moment, Zhao Dafu walked into the house, and when he saw Ye Feng, he couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

"Huh...... What am I ......?"

Ye Feng shrugged his shoulders awkwardly, walked out of the room with some reluctance, walked halfway, suddenly turned around, and said to Zhao Dafu with a touch of perseverance on his face: "Dafu, help me tell Teacher Han, I will be responsible!"

Charge?

What is the responsibility?

Could it be that Ye Feng didn't cure Teacher Han and left sequelae?!

When Zhao Dafu heard this, he felt that Ye Feng was weird, and at the same time he was different from usual, he hurriedly walked in the direction of the school.

After walking out of the room, Ye Feng twisted his fingers, shook his head with a wry smile, and then walked to the hand pressure well to press some mountain spring water, washed his head and face, and walked into the house.

But what he didn't expect was that Jiang Yixue, who usually had to pull him to play various games in the city for a while after eating, had already returned to her room, and the lights in the room were still dark, so he was afraid that he had already drilled into the bed.

This little girl must have forgotten her promise to sleep with herself at night......

Ye Feng shook his head and sighed, lamenting that there are fewer and fewer trustworthy people in the world, and said, "If you haven't fallen asleep, remember to get up early tomorrow and go to the back mountain with me." ”

"What are you going to do, are you going to let Teacher Han desecrate your eyes again?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yixue's voice came from the room.

It's just that the clear and beautiful voice is now inexplicably more sarcastic, and when it comes to 'blasphemy', it also aggravates the tone.

What's the matter with this girl? Eating gunpowder, such a big temper?

Ye Feng was also a little angry when he heard this, and said in a deep voice: "To cure your Netherworld Cold Poison, you have to blindly use centipedes and five steps to pour medicine! I'm going to dispense medicine for you!"

Bang!

After the words fell, Ye Feng strode into the room, slammed the door, and then lay on the bed.

A woman's mind is the most difficult to guess, or sleep comfortably, sleep until dawn, and don't have to think about anything.

But lying on the bed, Ye Feng, who could fall asleep on the pillow in the past, couldn't sleep at all, and finally put his fingers to the tip of his nose again-

Although it has been washed with cool well water, the faint fragrance of the fingertips is still there.