Dean Zhang's arm strength is amazing, she can hold Xiaoxiao with one hand, and choose the one that suits Xiaoxiao among the many things.

"Dean, why don't you hold it for me?"

Dean Zhang is middle-aged, and her body is not as tough as when she was young, and Shen Jiao is afraid that she will hurt her body.

Xiaoxiao waved her little hand.

"Don't hug, go play." She gestured to the team in the distance playing eagles and chicks.

Dean Zhang put her down, but Xiaoxiao didn't go to play immediately, but carefully picked out two beautifully packaged candies from the snacks.

One for Shen Jiao, and one for Dean Zhang.

"Thank you, Xiaoxiao."

Dean Zhang also praised her for being sensible, Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and smiled shyly, and then went to play a game with her little short legs.

"Every time I see these children, I feel like I'm getting younger too." Dean Zhang looked at the cheerful children with a kind smile on his face.

"The dean is not old." Shen Jiao peeled off the candy wrapper.

Lemon-flavored sugar, not sour, very sweet.

The weather is very good today, the same as the day Shen Jiao crossed over.

The blue sky was clear, a cool breeze blew, and a beam of light condensed into substance pierced the air like a sharp sword, and a tall black-haired young man walked in the direction of Shen Jiao in the direction of Shen Jiao.

The wind blew through his hair, revealing a three-dimensional and clear face, the boy was tall and long-legged, and everything in him was evidence of God's favor.

Seeing the teenager, Aunt Li worriedly blamed:

"Why are you hurt again? Is someone bullying you? ”

The boy was silent and did not speak.

Shen Jiao felt that his gaze seemed to stay on her hand for a moment.

Dean Zhang seemed to have long been accustomed to his appearance, and let out a long sigh, ready to take the young man to treat his wounds.

"Kyauk-kyo, you can play with the children for a while." Dean Zhang said apologetically.

"It's too troublesome, there are disinfected things in the back of my wheelchair, the dean takes it out, and I'll deal with it for him."

"Okay, thank you."

Dean Zhang took out a small bottle of iodophor cotton swabs and gauze from the small pocket behind the chair.

The boy frowned, looking a little reluctant.

"Ji Yanqing, come here." Dean Zhang grabbed his uninjured wrist and pulled him in front of Shen Jiao.

Ji Yanqing looked reluctant, but as soon as he arrived in front of Shen Jiao, he obediently squatted down, his cold eyes drooped, and he said in a low voice: "Thank you." ”

His hair was thick and black, clean at the ends, and looked like a white jade neck, which matched his name.

"No thanks." Shen Jiao had a smile on his face.

There were too many wounds on Ji Yanqing's body, most of them were abrasions, and there were bruises left by the blows.

Ji Yanqing's whole person exudes a gentle and unconventional sense of distance, not like a person who fights every day and causes trouble.

In addition, Dean Zhang just asked, 'Is someone bullying you?' ’

Shen Jiao had a rough guess in her heart, and she didn't ask.

The young man values his self-esteem, he obviously doesn't want to talk about it, Shen Jiao met him for the first time, and he didn't want to do anything to expose people's scars.

"Are there any wounds on your body?"

"A little bit, out of the way." He withdrew his hand, as if trying to stand up.

Shen Jiao pressed the back of his hand, Ji Yanqing was startled, and the muscles in his hand stiffened, but for some reason, he didn't shake off Shen Jiao's hand.

For a long time, he stared at Shen Jiao's eyes, and his shoulders were not as straight as they were just now.

"I'm really fine."

He raised his head just now, and Shen Jiao saw that he also had a small wound on his face.

"If you're hurt, speak out, don't carry it yourself." Shen Jiao picked his chin with his index finger, and Ji Yanqing was very cooperative and obediently asked her to deal with the wound.

"I'll take the wounds on my body." This time it was Dean Zhang's turn to feel that it was inappropriate.

Shen Jiao worked hard to earn energy points, where could Dean Zhang ruin the plan.

"I'll do it, I'm not tired."

Dean Zhang: ...... Is this what I'm worried about?

No matter how much she thinks it's inappropriate, both parties are willing, and she can't intervene anymore.

It just so happened that Qin Li was physically exhausted at this time, but the children were still unsatisfied, pestering her to continue playing, and Dean Zhang had to go to the rescue.

Eventually, they went to the room.

There were only the two of them in the room, near the window, there was a chair, Ji Yanqing sat on the chair, and under the light, his whole person was crossed with a layer of golden light from top to bottom.

"Take your clothes off." Shen Jiao said bluntly, now she only has one thing in her eyes to earn energy value.

Ji Yanqing didn't resist too much, thought about it for a while, and reached out to pull the hem of the sweatshirt.

The muscles on his body are smooth and not exaggerated, not only the thinness of a young man, but also the shadow of an adult.

It's very ornamental.

Shen Jiao came to this conclusion while treating the wound.

During this period, Ji Yanqing did not say a word.

Although the physical body is beautiful, Shen Jiao's mind is not on this.

The two of them are very innocent and upright.

At least that's what Shen Jiao thinks.

"Great smart, if you can't treat the wound on your leg, won't you get energy points?"

[No, the host won't get much energy at most.] ］

"That's good."

The energy she had saved today was enough, and Da Ming guaranteed that she would not be electrocuted.

The wind in early spring was still a little cool, and Ji Yanqing's skin had a little goosebumps.

Ji Yanqing's sweatshirt was rubbed with potion, and Shen Jiao covered him with the small blanket on his lap.

A warm aroma instantly swept all of Ji Yanqing's senses.

The blanket was very comfortable on his body, and Ji Yanqing even felt dizzy.

The beauty of this high-ranking Miss Shen, Ji Yanqing had heard about it a long time ago.

He didn't care about any of this, and he didn't have time to stop for good things like ordinary people.

The rumors almost deified Shen Jiao, especially the rich second generation in the circle who was always vulgar and stupid dogs.

They said that it would be good if they could marry Shen Jiao, but this topic is often followed by all kinds of vulgar and joking words.

Ji Yanqing is an abandoned orphan who relied on his good brain to enter a top university, and even so, there are many rich people who don't take Ji Yanqing seriously.

How about having a good brain?

In the future, I don't want to work for one of their family's companies.

So in front of Ji Yanqing, they are always unscrupulous, and they dare to confide in him anything.

Ji Yanqing used to just listen silently, but after seeing Shen Jiao, Ji Yanqing felt that those people didn't even deserve to mention her.

Just as a man with iniquity cannot speak of the gods.

Even if the gods are about to fall from the altar.

Shen Jiao smiled, and his movements in treating his wounds were also very gentle, and his eyes were not condescending, as if a few words to him were like charity to him.

There is not much difference between her and the rumors.

Ji Yanqing involuntarily clenched the blanket that still had Shen Jiao's body temperature.

"Thank you."