Cheng Jingyang lowered his head and put his hands in his pockets casually. He shook the calf that was kicked by Chen Fei, "If I hit him this time, I will have a reason to beat him." ”

Hearing him say this, Lin Yuan was not surprised. She asked angrily and distressedly, "Does it hurt?" ”

"I don't feel it." Cheng Jingyang said, and raised his leg and shook it twice, "Just his flower fist embroidered legs, he can't hurt me." ”

……

On the afternoon of Chinese New Year's Eve, Lin Yuan did not arrange work, and Bai Su lay in bed to catch up on the drama.

The heroine in the play tearfully killed herself in front of the two armies, no matter how the male protagonist called, she didn't open her eyes to look at him again.

When this TV series was still a novel, Bai Su chased it. This remake into a drama is actually very tasteful.

The door was knocked twice, Bai Su responded with a "come in", and Cheng Jingyang, who was outside the door, limped in with a medicine box.

He sat down on the edge of Bai Su's bed as a matter of course, then put down the medicine box and pointed to his calf, which meant very obviously.

Seeing Bai Su staring at him and not moving his hand, Cheng Jingyang coughed lightly and lifted his leg up, "Help me get a medicine." ”

"You can't reach the calf here, go on it yourself." Bai Su is chasing the drama and is chasing hard, and he doesn't want to pay attention to him.

She continued to look at her phone, and the next moment, the phone was covered by a slender hand, "This kind of man only regrets when he loses, what's there to see?" He's not as handsome as me, so you might as well look at me. ”

She has never seen a man more narcissistic than Cheng Jingyang.

Bai Su put down his phone angrily, grabbed his trouser leg with both hands, and slid it up.

She used too much force, and she brushed the place where she was kicked, and Cheng Jingyang gasped.

"Sss

"It's not that you don't hurt when people embroider their legs...... I'm ...... God."

Halfway through Bai Su's words, he saw a black blue on Cheng Jingyang's calf muscles, and his heartbeat was half a beat late.

The phrase "dead duck with a hard mouth" could not be more appropriate to describe Cheng Jingyang.

His calves are slender and slender, and he is originally well-proportioned and good-looking. But at this moment, there was a large piece of dark blue on the calf, and there was faint blood.

She was panicked when she saw this wound, not to mention that if Lin Yuan saw it, she didn't know what she would feel distressed about.

He had just recovered from a fever and cold, and he had new injuries on his body, which was really miserable.

Bai Su frowned, staring at his wound without saying a word. Cheng Jingyang was interested, shrunk his legs, and put on his handsome face that was enough to bring disaster to the country and the people, "You feel sorry for me?" ”

She was stunned by his question, and her face flushed suspiciously. Coughed lightly twice, and pulled down his face, "I think you're stupid." It's good to compete with people like Chen Fei, and it's not in a place where no one can see it, just beat him to death. In front of your parents, you can't give him any heavy hands, you can't do any good, and you have added a lot of injuries to yourself in vain, and you are stupid to death. ”

Hearing her say this, Cheng Jingyang smiled even more happily.

She clearly felt a little sorry for him, but she just refused to tell the truth.

"His mouth is not pumping." Cheng Jingyang took out a bottle of medicinal wine from the medicine box and stuffed it into Bai Su's hand, "I don't allow him to do it... My teammates have a lot to think about. ”

"A man's mouth, a deceitful ghost." Bai Su pursed his lips, "Although I am indeed angry when I hear such words, it is really not worth it for you to kick him for me, he is not worthy." ”