Fast time travel: Tea-type beauties flirt with crazy paranoid bosses

"Don't block the knife again like this time."

Si Ming lowered his head, hiding the emotion in his eyes, and said calmly.

Because of you, I will be jealous, even if you protect him, it is beneficial to me.

Si Ming didn't hear Chi Yao's answer. He subconsciously raised his head and looked in her direction, but he didn't expect to see her pale face, thin sweat on her forehead, colorless lips and steamy eyes. He suddenly panicked.

He stood up and looked at her body. With a little eagerness in his usual unruly appearance, he looked at her worriedly: "Did the wound burst open?"

Before Chi Yao could answer, he pulled up the corner of his clothes to check.

really!

He squeezed his lips tightly and snatched the ointment from her hand, rubbed the ointment on his fingertips slightly trembling, and touched the wound with his soft fingertips, making her hum softly.

Si Ming's fingertips paused slightly, and subconsciously lowered his voice, coaxing her: "Don't be afraid, it will be fine in a while."

Seeing his cautious look, Chi Yao couldn't help laughing out loud. The girl's brisk smile made him a little uncomfortable.

Chi Yao explained with a smile: "Tell me, don't the two of us look like fellow patients with the same disease?"

Si Ming looked at the ointment in his hand, played with it for a while, and chuckled, "It's true."

"Then...shall I give you medicine?"

Si Ming pondered for a moment, then handed her the ointment in his hand, "If this ointment is poisonous, neither of us can escape."

Chi Yao didn't make a sound, but carefully smeared the wound on his body. Si Ming looked at his soft hair, and his throat couldn't help tightening. Under the atmosphere, he couldn't help rolling his throat to hide the tension.

"All right."

The girl's sweet voice sounded from his arms, pulling him back from his lost thoughts.

"All right."

Siran turned his eyes around, but didn't look at her position.

Chi Yao didn't notice his strangeness either, but looked at him with a sleepy look on his face, "Then you go."

Si Ming's thoughts were still a little absent-minded, he didn't react when he heard her words suddenly, he turned his head to look at her, his eyes were dark without any emotion.

"Okay, I'll take something."

"What...um."

As soon as Chi Yao raised her head, someone pinched her face, her lips pursed slightly, and the bewilderment in her eyes was gradually replaced by shock.

When he left, he licked it lightly, with the tip of his tongue protruding slightly to reminisce about the beauty there, with a smirk on the corner of his mouth, looking at her lazily, rubbing his fingertips, and the color of his pale lips also changed.

"Don't do this to him again."

Chi Yao, who was paying attention to his hands, didn't hear his murmur at all, but clapped his hands to him, and turned his back to him silently.

Si Ming looked at her back and didn't make a sound, but quietly exited the room without disturbing her.

The next day, the sun shone brightly.

Chi Yao absorbed the essence of the sun and moon in the morning.

She pinched her hands to expel the turbid air in her body, touched the wound with immortal energy, and felt the scars scab, she exhaled.

Facing the competition between the fairy and demon realms right now, my injury will only make the fairy world worse, as long as the wound can heal, it will still be able to survive.

Her eyes changed, she looked towards a certain place, and the sharp fairy energy moved towards that place from her hands, and the figure behind that place moved slightly and came out.

"master?"

Chi Yao withdrew the hand that squeezed the curse, and looked at him with a puzzled face, "Why are you here?"

Still standing there.

She thought it was Si Ming, but when she saw the indifferent and alienated appearance, she knew it was her master Si Ran.

Siran pinched his fingertips unnaturally, his cold eyes in the past were drooping a little today, making it difficult for people to see the expression in his eyes clearly.

"Let's see if your injury is healed."

Si Ran rolled his Adam's apple, and said with astringency in his throat.