Spread joy in the arms of the cold male god

Chapter 55

Originally, he was reading the book quietly, holding his fingers on the spine of the book, the knuckles were dyed a little red, but it was inexplicably sexy. After hearing her voice, he suddenly closed the book with some force, his brows and eyes darkened. , his expression was not very clear, "Child, why are you here to deliver the medicine? Hold out your hand, let me see."

"What?" Song Xiaolin didn't know why, but obediently stretched out his hand, "What...what's the matter?"

The next second, he held her hand and opened it, only to see that her palm was red.

At that moment, his eyes darkened, "Don't you know that the medicine jar is very hot?"

Hmm... At that time, she really didn't think too much about it. It was only because of guilt and self-blame that she rushed to give him the medicine and didn't feel the heat. It was only then that the scorching feeling slowly arose, and the stinging pain was severe.

Lu Jingyan took out the medicine box from the drawer, then took out the burn ointment, squeezed out the ointment on the fingertips, and gently spread it on her palm, rubbing it back and forth evenly, a slight cold feeling spread from the palm of her hand, but it held the It was so hot, it was hard to describe the feeling.

However, all her senses are focused on his hands. His nails are very long and have a beautiful shape. The nails are also neatly trimmed, with well-defined joints, which is really eye-catching, and his movements are very gentle. Flowing through her heart like a gentle stream.

Even a little inadvertent touch is extraordinarily swaying.

But... He is the patient, why is it his turn to take care of her now?

This time, Song Xiaolin was even more ashamed: "I'm sorry, I seem to have caused you trouble again."

He concentrated on applying the ointment to her without raising his eyes, "I'll accept whatever trouble you have."

! ! ! ! !

It's terrible.

He was always like this, seductively seductive, making her fall every step of the way, with no power to resist.

Like a country that has lost its city, it is defeated.

In a trance, she remembered what Xu Jiayi said to her——

Simple and easy to flirt, easy to push down.

Now, she thinks of how to refute this sentence. The premise is that this person must be Lu Jingyan. If it is any one person, her heart will not fluctuate in the slightest, and he doesn't have to do anything, even if he just stands. Then, she will love him without hesitation.

Suddenly, Lu Jingyan stopped moving, his voice was low, "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Song Xiaolin quickly shook his head, "By the way, you should drink up the medicine soon, it will be bitter when it gets cold."

Although it is not cold and bitter, the medicine should be drunk while it is hot.

He gave a soft "um", put the medicine box back into the original drawer, got up and drank the medicine.

Perhaps it was because of the cold, and his lip color had also faded a lot, very white, in stark contrast to the heavy color of his eyebrows and eyes.

She was very distressed, and it was all her fault.

If it wasn't her birthday, he wouldn't have to rush back overnight, so he wouldn't catch the cold.

She frowned, with a look of deep hatred.

But she blamed herself.

Unexpectedly, Lu Jingyan wanted to laugh a little, and there was a little interest in his eyes, but he was afraid that if he laughed, he would not be serious enough, so he just said lightly, "Children, you don't have to blame yourself, I will go to Z The city promised you before that I would spend your birthday with you, so no matter what minor illness it is, I am willing to bear it, besides, I take medicine all year round, and for me, these medicines are not bitter."

However, his words did not bring much comfort to Song Xiaolin.

When he was seven years old, he went to Nanchuan with his parents, but unfortunately caught a cold on the way, and the root cause of the disease fell from then on. Over the years, he visited doctors and took a lot of medicines, but they were useless. His body was still weaker than ordinary people. Even being exposed to a little rain and taking a bath with slightly cooler water will cause a fever. As a result, his body is always mixed with a faint smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

Perhaps those medicines were no longer bitter to him, but as far as she was concerned, she hoped that he would be free from illnesses and disasters.

"Lu Jingyan, I want to be admitted to Nantah University."

For the first time, she said such a sentence in the wrong way.

But he seemed to be able to understand her brain circuit, bowed his head and smiled, "Well, I'll be waiting for you at Nantah University."

But in fact, when she went to Nanjing University, he might have already left.

But it doesn't matter, she will walk the path he walked, see the scenery he has seen, every plant and tree in front of her eyes are all his standing figure, and the evening wind that blows will also whisper whispers into his heart for her in the ears—

Lu Jingyan, I like you so much.

I like it very much.

Song Xiaolin asked mysteriously again: "Then do you know what major I want to study?"

"Chinese Department?"

She shook her head and blinked mischievously: "I won't tell you."

Lu Jingyan curled the corners of his lips and smiled silently, like the sun in August, melting people's hearts, "But no matter what you want to learn, I will support you unconditionally."

Then, the two looked at each other and smiled.

There were tears in her smile, shining brightly under the light.

Lu Jingyan, actually, I want to study medicine.

Heal your illness.

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Nanzhong.

The teacher asked for leave today, so get out of class ended early, and everyone in the classroom left.

Only Song Xiaolin and Duan Yicheng were left.

He packed his schoolbag and asked casually, "Aren't you leaving?"

"I'm waiting for Uncle Chen."

He knew that the Uncle Chen she was talking about was the housekeeper of the Lu family. She had a special car to pick her up and lived in a luxurious villa in the rich area of ​​Beicheng. Turn around and leave.

But she caught his laughter and looked at his back in wonder.

There is a bit of indescribable loneliness.

Not long after, Housekeeper Chen came, and she got into the car and dozed off.

Suddenly, the driving car stopped abruptly, and there was a piercing sound of brakes, waking Song Xiaolin who was half awake in fright, and asked in a daze, "Uncle Chen, what's wrong?"

Chen Butler said with a little apology: "I'm sorry, Xiaolin, I woke you up. A cat ran past in front of me, and it seems to have bumped into a boy."

Hit someone?

This time, she woke up from her drowsiness completely, and opened the door: "Go down and have a look."

I got out of the car, but there was no sign of anyone. I saw a bicycle parked not far away. It was very old, as if it would be blown apart by the wind.

"Meow~"

Hearing the sound, Song Xiaolin turned his head subconsciously, followed the sound, but saw Duan Yicheng, who was wearing loosely dressed in the school uniform of Nanzhong, with a lot of dust on the corners of his white clothes, holding a cat in his hand.

She froze for a moment.

Unexpectedly, the person bumped into was Duan Yicheng?
"Duan Yicheng, are you okay?" She ran over, looked him up carefully, found blood on his forehead, and panicked, "Quick, I'll ask Uncle Chen to drive you to the hospital."

Duan Yicheng still had that cynical look, his tone was as calm as water, "I'm fine, I don't need to go to the hospital."

"You're fine, your forehead is bleeding."

At this moment, Steward Chen also came over, and said apologetically, "Sorry, classmate, I'd better take you to the hospital."

He just waved his hands, knelt down and put the cat down, and it ran away quickly, "I'm really fine, you go."

After finishing speaking, he left without mercy, went to pick up the old car, and walked forward step by step.

"Hey you……"

Only then did Song Xiaolin realize that the rear tires of his bicycle had been flattened, perhaps a puncture.

(End of this chapter)