Lin Zifeng felt that his palm immediately fell into an extremely soft encirclement! I grass, this way, not very good? Lin Zifeng secretly screamed in his heart, but the more this time, the more his wrist and palm did not dare to move, and he could only passively feel the ups and downs under the back of his hand. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Lin Zifeng secretly glanced at Tao Yingying, at this time her face was completely focused, she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with this posture at all, and put all her attention on disinfecting the wound.

It is also strange to say that since Lin Zifeng's palm was placed on Tao Yingying's soft chest instead of the hard wooden table, the pain caused by alcohol has really been reduced a lot, even if Tao Yingying is wiping up and down with a cotton ball at this time, Lin Zifeng can easily endure it.

From disinfecting the wound, applying medicine, to bandaging, for more than ten minutes, Tao Yingying stubbornly put Lin Zifeng's palm on her chest from beginning to end. Lin Zifeng secretly wondered, was it because she felt that this posture was more comfortable, but because of this, Lin Zifeng relieved a lot of pain in the whole process of treating the wound.

"Okay!" Tao Yingying finally put her palm off her chest, "I'll change the medicine in two days, and check if the wound is inflamed," Tao Yingying ordered.

"In two days?" Lin Zifeng remembered that tomorrow was the weekend, and he still had to take Anna out to play, but he didn't want to come back again, "It's okay to come on Monday, right? ”

Tao Yingying hesitated for a moment, but still nodded, "It's okay to be later, but in the past few days, you must pay attention to whether there are any signs of fever, and once you have a fever, you have to go to the hospital immediately, you know?"

Lin Zifeng answered, said thank you, and walked out of the infirmary.

This little nurse is really good, Lin Zifeng walked towards the teaching building, while looking at the palm he had just bandaged, his five fingers moved slightly, recalling the feeling he had just placed on Tao Yingying's chest, and his face smiled evilly.

After tossing and turning in the infirmary for so long, when I returned to the classroom, the next class had already started, and unfortunately, this one was another Chinese class by the head teacher Pan Dongmei.

The last Lanting collection preface has been learned, and today I am teaching an ancient poem, Qu Yuan's Lisao, "Emperor Gaoyang's Miao descendants, and my emperor is called Boyong." Seti Zhen is in Meng Xi, but Geng Yin and I surrender..."

"Report!" Lin Zifeng shouted as he stood at the door.

Pan Dongmei just happened to the place near the door of the classroom, and when she raised her eyes, she saw that it was Lin Zifeng who was late, so she didn't come anywhere when she was angry.

Pan Dongmei threw the textbook onto the podium, "Why are you again? Today, you're going to put out the fire again?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole class burst into laughter, of course, Pan Dongmei still didn't understand the meaning of these laughter, and thought that they were all laughing at Lin Zifeng, who was late.

"I'm hurting my hand," Lin Zifeng glared at Yang Wei from afar and said truthfully.

Pan Dongmei looked at Lin Zifeng's right hand, and it was indeed neatly bandaged with circles, and it did look like she was injured.

Since this is the case, she can't continue to blame Lin Zifeng, so she said angrily, "Since you are a student, you must have the appearance of a student." Don't get into trouble every day, go inside!"

Lin Zifeng muttered, it was obvious that someone else provoked me, but I didn't provoke others, and silently walked back to my position in the unstoppable laughter of my classmates.

"Keep going to class!" Pan Dongmei said loudly, and the whole class moved on to the next line of poetry.

"Crazy, why did your hand hurt?" Yang Wei turned around and asked with some surprise, he hadn't seen Lin Zifeng for the twenty minutes of recess, why was he suddenly injured?

Lin Zifeng felt that there was no need to hide this matter from Yang Wei, and said in a low voice, "Qin Song came to trouble me." ”

"Qin Song?" Yang Wei didn't react at first, he thought about it in his head for a while, and then suddenly came to his senses and said, "It can't be that Dongshan Young Master, right?"

Lin Zifeng nodded, which was considered a default.

"Why did you provoke him?" Yang Wei looked anxious, he had heard a lot of rumors about Young Master Dongshan, and it was indeed a very big trouble for his brother to get into trouble with such a character.

Lin Zifeng smiled bitterly, he didn't know why, he suddenly became that person's rival, "It's because of the dance partner that Yao Mengqi chose me, not Qin Song." ”

Yang Wei was relieved, "Tsk, madman, what you encountered here is the Peach Blossom Tribulation!"

"Don't talk to me poorly," Lin Zifeng wanted to hit Yang Wei with his right hand, but halfway through the lift, a burst of pain came, and then he remembered that his hand had been injured, "Oops!"

"It seems that the calamity is not light, how about it, does it matter?" Poor to poor, Yang Wei is still a little worried about his brother's injury.

"It's okay, it's just a little skin injury," Lin Zifeng said indifferently, "But during this time, you'd better not go with me, so as not to be targeted by Qin Song." Although Lin Zifeng felt that his move just now was enough to deter Qin Song for a while, but the kind of person who fights to death, God knows what else he will do.

"Well, we know", Yang Wei and Lu Guang nodded solemnly.

In the front row of the classroom, Yao Mengqi, who has always been very attentive in class, was a little absent-minded today. She glanced back at Lin Zifeng a few times frequently, especially the bandaged palm that Lin Zifeng put on the desk, and she felt a little unhappy.

After doing recess exercises just now, when she came back from the playground, Yao Mengqi saw Lin Zifeng and several other people on the rooftop, needless to say, she also guessed that Lin Zifeng's palm injury must have been caused by Qin Song.

Yao Mengqi didn't expect that because he began to appreciate Lin Zifeng a little, unilaterally announcing that he would be his dance partner would bring Lin Zifeng such a big trouble. In his heart, he felt a little disgusted with Qin Song's powerful son.

"Pass me a note," Yao Mengqi folded a note and quietly handed it to her classmate sitting behind her.

The table behind her was also a girl, and when she saw an arrow drawn on the note with a peak written on the back, she already understood everything in her heart. There is a peak in the name of the entire sophomore (11) class, only Lin Zifeng is alone, plus the last class meeting, Yao Mengqi announced on the spot that she was Lin Zifeng's dance partner, who else could this note be passed on to Lin Zifeng?

The girl at this table was a little restless because of a gossip heart, and passed the note to her back row intact.

When the note was thrown on their desktop, they had a moment of cardiac arrest, could it be that this note was passed to me by the school flower?

But soon they saw the word Feng written on the note, and immediately all their hopes turned into disappointment, so they had to continue to pass the note back. The same scene was repeated several times, and the powerful striking power of the note finally reached the final destination, Lin Zifeng, after crushing a series of young boys' hearts with a long time.

Lin Zifeng held the note, and for the first time found that Yao Mengqi's handwriting was also very beautiful, I don't know what she had to say to herself?

The note was all opened, and Lin Zifeng saw that only one sentence was written on it, "Is your injury okay?"

Receiving the care from the school flower, Lin Zifeng felt a warmth welling up in his heart, picked up the pen, and replied under the note, "It's okay, don't worry." ”

……

After finishing the day's classes, Lin Zifeng returned to his rental house, but while he was still through the door, he heard a burst of music coming from inside.

Anna won't play role-playing today?Lin Zifeng smiled, and when he pushed the door open, the scene in front of him couldn't help but make him freeze in place.

The lights in the living room were turned dark red, similar to the blurred colors in the bar, the music in the ears was saxophone, blowing soothing and tender, full of provocative taste, and the picture played on the TV in the hall was actually a fragrant scene that I had seen countless times in my notebook!

What made Lin Zifeng even more stunned was that Anna, who was standing in front of him, was only wearing a set of black lace-trimmed underwear, showing off her extreme figure, and wearing a fluffy bunny girl headdress on her head.

She used an index finger to gently press her bright red lips, and then threw a wink at Lin Zifeng, and said a standard Japanese sentence in her mouth.

"Yaba Butterfly~~~!"