irresistible sweetness

Chapter 168 You Are Really My Ancestor
The scratches at the corners of the eyes and the broken corners of the mouth were too conspicuous, when they touched Feng Qingyue's eyes, Jiang Yuye looked away a little guilty.

"how did you make it?"

Hearing her voice, Jiang Yuye stretched out his hand and touched it: "This one... I accidentally fell on the skateboard when I stepped on it." Maybe he didn't feel convincing, so he added: "Face to the ground."

Feng Qingyue's eyes were light and his face was calm, Jiang Yuye was a little panicked: "I really fell, if you don't believe me, ask Fang Zhou."

She withdrew her gaze, sat on her seat, and turned her back to Jiang Yuye: "Oh, then it should be a fall."

Jiang Yuye opened his lips slightly, wanting to say something, but in the end he just sighed lightly, and then lay down on the table depressed.

Fang Zhou was injured because of what happened yesterday, so he didn't come today to ask for leave. Jiang Yuye originally wanted to ask for leave, but thinking about it, his injury won't get better in a day or two. He was generous, but what annoyed him was that Feng Qingyue seemed to be angry, and he didn't know what to do.

Meng Yuyu also took sick leave. In the past, she and Feng Qingyue went to the cafeteria to eat together. Jiang Yuye didn't like the school food very much. Most of the time he ate with Fang Zhou and Yuan Yu at a snack street outside the school.

Today he followed Feng Qingyue, and he threw his peaked cap in the desk box without wearing it. Because it was a bit hot, he opened his school uniform to reveal the white T-shirt inside. He put his hands on his hips and frowned: "Feng Qingyue, you You've been ignoring me all morning."

The little girl still ignored him, and he softened his voice: "Ancestor, you are really my ancestor, what do you say you are holding back your anger? How about you hit me twice to vent your anger, and I will feel bad if you get angry."

Only then did Feng Qingyue react, he was ashamed by Jiang Yuye's coquettish words!The two of them haven't written off their horoscope yet. If the dean hears about it, they will definitely feel that they are in a puppy relationship.

She put on a small face: "In public, be careful with your words."

Jiang Yuye choked, okay, he understands, seeing this attitude, he will definitely abandon him after graduation.

His mood suddenly turned cloudy, and he followed behind Feng Qingyue sullenly, holding a plate and handing it to the aunt in the cafeteria to order food.

Feng Qingyue left him quietly from the corner of his eye, and seeing his sullen face, the aunts in the cafeteria thought it was because they had eaten less food, and brought him an extra spoonful. He had the most food in the whole cafeteria.

His neckline was slightly open, and even his shoulder blades were slightly bruised. Feng Qingyue looked away, how could he fall like this on a skateboard?Still hurt your face?Was Jiang Yuye coaxing her to be a fool?
She was really angry because Jiang Yuye didn't tell her the truth.

She found a seat and sat down, and Jiang Yuye sat across from her, without saying a word, just ate with his head buried.

After school in the afternoon, Feng Qingyue still had to go to the training class, but she was on duty today, she was cleaning the window with a rag, and Jiang Yuye sat on her seat to watch her tiptoe to the corner of the window sill.

After wiping it clean, he passed by him, but Jiang Yuye couldn't bear the cold violence. He took Feng Qingyue's wrist, met her starry eyes, and confessed in frustration: "I... okay, I will confess to you, I I didn't intend to fight, this time it was really an accident..."

Feng Qingyue pursed her lips and said softly: "Being beaten, or did you fight back?"

Feng Qingyue had seen Jiang Yuye fight, he seldom put himself in such a mess, even if he fought with Xiao Yiheng in his previous life, he still had the upper hand, beat people to death, and he rarely suffered any injuries.

Even the last time he beat Brother Leopard, it was his unilateral venting.

This time, he must have caused some serious trouble again to put himself in such a mess.

Feng Qingyue sighed lightly: "I know."

He let go of her, and Feng Qingyue left the classroom.

Jiang Yuye kicked the chair next to him irritably, and the sound made the students in Class [-] who were cleaning the blackboard in front startled. Jiang Yuye looked fiercely: "What are you looking at? Get out after cleaning."

The student in class six was so frightened that he ran away.

After the classroom was clean, Jiang Yuye looked sideways at the Wutong Road outside the window. It was time for school to end. Yuan Yu went to play with his brothers, and the other students came out in groups of three, chatting and laughing. Campus, Feng Qingyue should go to the training class at this time.

Jiang Yuye looked down at his wrist again, if he had to use his wrist to block the stick, otherwise he would have more than just a bruise on his hand.

But Jiang Yuye was used to it. When he was alone, he didn't even bother to apply medicine. The difference between applying medicine was that the injury healed quickly or slowly. He was used to letting the injury heal by itself.

He sat and calmed down for nearly 10 minutes before packing his schoolbag and preparing to go home.

Hearing footsteps at the door of the classroom, Jiang Yuye raised his head and looked towards the back door. The orange sunset left a circle of light on the door. Feng Qingyue walked in slowly against the setting sun. His bangs on his forehead were scattered on both sides by the wind, revealing With a smooth forehead, under the light of the setting sun, her black eyes were filled with a layer of warmth.

Jiang Yuye looked at her blankly, at this point she was not in the training class but appeared in the classroom, so he asked, "Why are you still here?"

Only then did he see Feng Qingyue holding an ointment in his hand.

Feng Qingyue didn't respond to his words, but sat beside him, unscrewed the ointment, and turned to look at him: "Stretch out your hand."

Jiang Yuye subconsciously handed over his wrist, and she stretched out her hand to roll up his sleeve, revealing the wound on the wrist, only bruises were seen when it was hidden, but in fact there was a tear, and blood oozes out when squeezed hard .

Seeing this, Jiang Yuye wanted to withdraw his wrist, but Feng Qingyue's soft little hand grabbed him, and said softly, "Don't move."

She squeezed out the ointment, rubbed it on him gently with her fingers with serious eyes.

Jiang Yuye just looked at her side face like this, she bent her head, revealing a section of fair and delicate nape, extending upwards were shiny earlobes, half-dropped eyelashes, slightly pursed red and full lips.

He didn't pay attention to the injury on his hand, maybe because the pain was the same, he only thought that the skin was bruised and swollen at most, and he didn't expect it to be broken.

The touch on the wrist was very soft, and Feng Qingyue's movements were very gentle, as if she was afraid of hurting him, she was a little cautious.

Jiang Yuye couldn't tell what it was like at this moment, it was as if a lonely traveler found an oasis in a dry desert, and a wounded lone bird got the pity of passers-by when it stopped to lick its wound.

This is the first time that someone will give him medicine because he is injured.

When he was wounded by Wen Linshu when he was a child, she might have been afraid that he would be interrupted, but he broke his forehead, and when the blood flowed, she viciously forbade him to take medicine.

He washed off the blood, sat in a corner and waited for the wound to scab and heal.

(End of this chapter)