A romantic encounter with a miraculous doctor

"Mr. Xia, what if I slipped my tongue?" Ye Wutian put on his clothes and asked with a smirk.

"Don't let it slip, or the teacher won't have the face to stay in this school." Xia Yu had a worried expression on his face.

"Oh!" Ye Wutian agreed, and then asked curiously: "Mr. Xia, has your body been seen by other men?"

"Damn, of course not." Xia Yu blushed and replied nervously.

"Actually, Mr. Xia, your breasts are quite big." Ye Wutian said with a wicked smile.

"You! Don't talk nonsense." Xia Yucha blushed, rolled his eyes, and said again: "Okay, class is about to start, you can go back to the classroom."

"By the way, teacher, your foot hasn't healed yet. It's best not to walk too much in the morning. You should be fine by noon." Ye Wutian reminded.

"No wonder my feet felt a little sore when I just went upstairs." Xia Yu nodded, then remembered something, and said quickly: "By the way, Student Ye, the teacher borrowed a book from the library a few days ago. It's due in the morning, can I trouble you to pay the teacher back."

"Of course." Ye Wutian nodded in agreement.

Xia Yu took the book from the desk, handed it to Ye Wutian, and said, "Don't lose it!"

In this way, Ye Wutian ate up all the tofu, wiped all the oil, and finally left Xia Yu's dormitory with this book.

Next, Ye Wutian didn't go back to the classroom, but ran directly to the library. Anyway, it doesn't matter if he doesn't attend class, so let's return the books first.

Jiangling University has the largest library with the richest collection of books in Cangnan Province, which is a great treasure for the students.

University courses are not as full as junior high school and high school. There are always one or two days a week when there are half days of classes and half days of no classes. Therefore, even during class hours, there will still be many students strolling leisurely in the school. Of course, there are many students in the library. also the same.

Because it was still early, there were only a few people in the library, and most of them were hardworking girls.

After returning the book to the storage desk, Ye Wutian originally planned to leave directly, but when he turned around, he caught a glimpse of an extremely pure-looking girl sitting in front of a reading table by the window.

This girl is wearing a white dress, her long straight black hair hangs neatly on her back like a waterfall, although she can't see her face clearly, but her quiet and delicate appearance is enough to arouse Ye Wutian's interest .

After staring blankly for a while, Ye Wutian rolled his eyes, stepped forward, walked to the bookshelf, took a book in his hand, and walked towards the girl.

When he came to the girl, Ye Wutian asked politely: "Sister, can I sit here?"

The girl raised her head to look at Ye Wutian, Ye Wutian took a deep breath in an instant, he had never seen such a pure face, although she was slightly inferior in appearance to that girl Su Mengli, but she The pure temperament shown is far better than any woman Ye Wutian has ever seen. She can give people a fairy-like, spotless and refined artistic conception, which makes people fall into the period and cannot extricate themselves.

If it is said that Su Mengli's beauty can make men desire after seeing her, then her beauty can make men want to take care of her after seeing her.

No need to think about it, she is definitely a school flower-level figure in a certain academy, and even Su Mengli's strong opponent in the competition for the school flower throne.

Seeing Ye Wutian, the corner of the girl's mouth slightly raised, revealing a sweet and lethal smile, and said in a voice as pure and clean as the sounds of nature: "Of course."

With this smile and voice, Ye Wutian felt that he was about to suffocate. He even had the urge to rush up to hold the girl up and kiss her hard. I like it.

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Ye Wutian put the book in his hand on the table, and sat down opposite the girl.

"My name is Ye Wutian, and I'm from the medical school. I don't know what to call my school girl?" Ye Wuxin tried her best to suppress the restlessness in her heart, showing a gentlemanly appearance.

"My name is Qin Yuyan, from the Academy of Art." The girl replied politely.

Like rain and smoke, misty and misty, just like her smile, so transcendent and untouchable.

"Can I call you Yan'er?" Ye Wutian asked tentatively, after all, the two had just met, and ordinary girls would not accept such an intimate title.

But Qin Yuyan readily agreed, "Yes, that's what my classmates call me."

Ye Wutian asked again with a smile: "Sister Yan'er is so beautiful, she must be the beauty of the Academy of Arts, right?"

Qin Yuyan covered her mouth with a smile, and said, "The girls in the Academy of Art are all very beautiful."

"I don't believe there is a girl more beautiful than Yan'er Xuemei." Ye Wutian's words did not have the slightest hypocrisy.

Qin Yuyan's face flushed slightly, and she lowered her head shyly, like a shy little girl, adoring her.