Chapter 119: Demon School Grass, Don't Make Trouble (9)
Su Tian didn't say anything more.
Moved directly towards him.
The white, slender fingers clenched his collar tightly and pulled it in front of him.
This action can be said to be very domineering.
Feng Cheng looked at her with a stunned expression, always feeling that something was wrong.
Xiaobai, [......] is really wrong, maybe the two of you got the wrong script.
But...... It doesn't dare to say it, Sister Su is so awesome, does it dare to speak?
It really doesn't want to be blocked every day, spending time in a dark room.
Those days were too bitter!
Su Tian stared at the corner of Feng Cheng's injured mouth for a while, the injury didn't look too serious, she let go of her hand, and sorted out his neckline symbolically with a smile.
"Don't move, I'll help you with the medicine!" The domineering and undeniable tone made Feng Cheng's eyebrows twitch.
This......
Is she walking in the style of a domineering president?
This, even if he leaves, it should be him who leaves.
What, she is crooked like this?
Time did not continue to stop for Feng Cheng to think, and the corners of his lips clearly felt an exceptionally cool feeling, the smell of the potion, which he was very familiar with, but he felt that it was not as pungent as usual.
Like, it still smells good?
He stood still, quietly waiting for her to be drugged.
He was taller than her, she could only tiptoe and raise her hands, so he subconsciously leaned down in her direction to facilitate Su Tian's medicine.
Accompanied by the smell of the potion, as well as Su Tian's own sweet scent, permeated his nose and surrounded his body.
Even the aura around him seemed to have become a little calm and a little less cold because of her arrival.
Feng Cheng's gaze is always unconsciously attracted to her, from his point of view, he can just see the delicate chin of the edge, and the pink cherry lips, tender and tender, it seems, I especially want to take a bite, think about it, it must be delicious, sweet and soft, the same as marshmallows.
Under the bright moonlight, the figures of the two were elongated, and the night was long, adding a bit of ambiguity.
The cool touch suddenly disappeared, and Feng Cheng immediately frowned.
I saw Su Tian withdraw his hand and look at him with a calm face, "The medicine is good." ”
Then, she sorted out the medicine and cotton swabs in her hand and handed them to him.
Feng Cheng lowered his eyes and looked at her white and slender fingers, as if the cotton swab had become much more pleasing to the eye after it was in her hand.
The smell of the potion is not so unpleasant, and it always feels like it has a hint of sweetness.
Stunned for a moment, Su Tian asked in surprise, "What's wrong with you?" "What's so nice about cotton swabs and potions?
This...... Still not going to pick it up?
Seeing Feng Cheng looking at her, unable to distinguish between joy and anger, Su Tian directly pulled his hand, put the potion and cotton swab in his palm, as if telling a child to take medicine, and said the details again, for fear that Feng Cheng would not know how to treat him better.
Feng Cheng lowered his eyes and watched her fingers leave his palm, and the feeling of loss suddenly surged into his heart.
It's like ......
The bottom of my heart is empty, and I always feel that something very important is missing.
Su Tian didn't know why Feng Cheng was in a daze, she pondered for a while, and after thinking for a long time, she didn't understand what happened to him.
Perhaps, warmed by her intimate movements?
So, she said, "If you don't have good eyes, don't run into the alley in the middle of the night, and stay at home well, isn't it?" The warm quilt, as well as mobile phones and computers, and all kinds of games, are simply cool and crooked! "So, why not think of a fight?