"You, are you sick?" Ye Zihan asked with a blushing face.

She never imagined that Jiang Cheng would come close to smell her feet and comment casually!

Of course, what really made Ye Zihan blush was that she felt that Jiang Cheng's action was too intimate!

It's as if the two of them are a couple, otherwise who would be full and suffocate to smell other people's feet!

"What's the matter? I'm not foot control! Do you think I'm holding your feet and trying to eat your tofu?" Jiang Cheng said speechlessly.

Jiang Cheng didn't think about it that much at all, he just sniffed it by the way, anyway, he felt from the beginning that Ye Zihan's feet should not smell.

Even if it smells, Jiang Cheng won't care.

Damn, when I crawled out of the pile of dead people, I didn't think it smelled like anything, let alone just one foot.

"Foot control your sister!" Ye Zihan gritted his teeth and said.

"April shouldn't be foot control, I have such sexy hairy legs, and I haven't seen her look twice. ”

Jiang Cheng rolled up his trousers, patted his thighs, and said, "Look, how sexy it is!"

"You're going to die!"

Ye Zihan scolded and kicked Jiang Cheng with his other foot.

"Smack!"

This foot was picked up by Jiang Cheng with his other hand.

At this time, Ye Zihan's two feet fell on Jiang Cheng's left and right hands respectively, while Ye Zihan only landed on his buttocks for support.

In other words, Jiang Cheng can now carry Ye Zihan's two legs to his shoulders as long as he lifts his hands up slightly!

Needless to say, how ambiguous this posture is.

"You let go!" Ye Zihan said shy and angry.

"Jing Ke stabbed the King of Qin......" Jiang Cheng said, his expression calmly put down Ye Zihan's uninjured foot.

Ye Zihan was stunned for a moment, not understanding why Jiang Cheng suddenly said such a sentence.

Then, Jiang Cheng didn't care whether Ye Zihan was happy or not, held Ye Zihan's sprained foot in his hand, pressed the ankle position, and asked, "Does it hurt here?"

"It doesn't hurt ......"

"What about here?"

"It hurts!"

"Fortunately, it didn't hurt the muscles and bones, it should have only hurt the soft tissues......"

Jiang Cheng said, pressed another place, and asked, "Does it hurt here?"

"Hurt ......"

Ye Zihan was in pain, his pretty face wrinkled, he was a little suspicious of Jiang Cheng's professionalism, and asked, "Do you understand this?"

"You're suspicious of a generation of famous doctors, you know?"

Jiang Cheng raised his eyebrows and said dissatisfiedly, "You wait, I'll rub it for you, so that you can see what professionalism is!"

This kind of simple sprain can really be cured by Jiang Cheng.

"Forget it, don't rub my ......"

"That's not good, I have to rub it for you today!"

Jiang Cheng said, and then he started to get started, and said, "If you are not convinced, you can come and bite me." ”

"You...... Ahh

Ye Zihan couldn't help but exhale softly.

Jiang Cheng had already begun to knead her feet, and at the beginning, Ye Zihan felt that Jiang Cheng's technique was very unusual, under the slight pain, there was also a warm feeling, like a clear stream flowing on her feet, crispy and numb touch, it was actually a little comfortable.

"It turns out that there are really two ......"

Ye Zihan thought in his heart, gritting his teeth and enduring the pain and comfort in his feet.

Gradually, Ye Zihan felt that the pain in his feet was significantly reduced, which showed that Jiang Cheng was really not bragging.

"Okay, let's rest for two or three days later, it should be fine. ”

"Thank you......"

Ye Zihan reluctantly thanked him, put on his shoes, stood up and tried to take two steps, it still hurt a little, but it was obviously much better than just now.

Jiang Cheng stretched out his hand and said, "I'll help you." ”

"No, I don't. ”

Ye Zihan rejected Jiang Cheng's kindness and limped forward, and Jiang Cheng didn't say much.

"By the way, why did you say 'Jing Ke assassinated King Qin' just now?" Ye Zihan suddenly asked.

Jiang Cheng immediately replied: "Two hairy legs on the shoulders!"

Ye Zihan's beautiful eyes couldn't help but stare at him, and the picture of being grabbed by Jiang Cheng's two feet before came to mind...... Turns out this bastard is thinking about this!

And just as Ye Zihan scolded Jiang Cheng for being a bastard in his heart......

"Ahh

Ye Zihan's body deviated and broke his foot again.

......

It was almost half past nine in the evening.

In the last evening self-study, Jiang Cheng basically slept all day, and at this point, Jiang Cheng woke up on time.

patted Ye Zihan on the shoulder in front of him and asked, "Do you want me to carry you?"

Ye Zihan had broken his foot twice in a row before, and it completely changed from a minor injury to a serious injury, and the injured foot was already swollen and tall!

"No, I'll just ask someone to help me. Ye Zihan said.

"Looking for a man or a woman?"

"Can you handle it?"

"Of course you can manage it!"

Jiang Cheng slapped the table and said, "Okay, I'll have the final say on this matter, I'll carry you later, so it's decided." ”

"You ......"

Ye Zihan raised his eyebrows and compromised, "That's okay, you hurt me anyway." ”

Meanwhile.

In the old town, a dilapidated old house, the door of the resident of number 20b is opened.

A man came out of it, wearing a dirty white tank top, torn shorts with oil stains on the bottom half of his body, and a pair of sandals of fifteen yuan a pair on the street.

This man's dress is undoubtedly very shabby, but this man's temperament is extraordinary!

This can be seen from the large black bag he carries behind his back.

When ordinary people see him, their first reaction is that this person must be working on the construction site, and then look at the big black bag on his back, and the second reaction is that this person must usually collect some waste!

But what ordinary people see is only the appearance.

The man gently closed the door of Room 20B, lifted the large black bag on his back, and turned to leave.

From his side, this man looks very much like Bruce Lee, and the muscles on this man's body are also very strong, making him more like Bruce Lee.

However, it was such a stylish man, as soon as he walked downstairs, he was pulled by the landlord downstairs!

"Nightless!You poor ghost!When will you pay the rent!?"

"Eldest sister, I'm just a little short of money lately, give me a little more time, I will definitely ...... money"

"You must be a fart! I'm telling you, if you can't come up with the money tomorrow, you'll fuck the old lady!"

After a lion's roar, the old woman of the landlord twisted her fat ass and left.

The night did not change his face, and he turned around and left.

When he got to the street, Ye Wuya took a taxi quite luxuriously, which was the most extravagant consumption he had since he entered the city for almost a month.

"Tear (teacher) Fu, go to Sunan No. 1 Middle School!"

Ye Wuya said in a Sichuan dialect.

The driver glanced at the night, and a touch of disdain flashed in his eyes.

Then the driver hit the watch and began to take Ye Wuya around the long way, anyway, Ye Wuya's shabby dress looks like he came from other places, most of them don't know the way, who will he slaughter if he doesn't slaughter such a lamb?

After the car was on the road, Ye Wuya really didn't ask any questions, and the driver took Ye Wuya around in a big circle with peace of mind before arriving at the gate of No. 1 Middle School.