The only cute pet: Boss, bring the red envelope first

Chapter 257 The Road to the Little God, the Grieving Fairy!

It can be regarded as seeing all the teachers!How should I face the teacher in a while!

Although she was going to have another small standard and confessed to the teacher, she didn't intend to see the teacher all!

After a while of panic, Gu Qinghuan spent half her time remembering the injury on her foot. As soon as her mind returned to the main position, the overwhelming pain hit her in an instant, it was sour and unstoppable.

Xi Yushen wrapped up the bath towel, and saw the panicked little red envelope blushing and ran out, taking a few strides to bring her back, and strictly ordered her to pay attention to her feet.

But, before he walked in front of him, she had already disappeared.

Xi Yushen: ...

Runs pretty fast.

With a flash of emotion in his eyes, Xi Yushen immediately opened the door and chased him out, forcibly brought back Gu Qinghuan who was slowly rubbing against her own door, and applied the medicine.

The slender fingers like jade, stained with a layer of crystal ointment, touched the skin of her bare feet.

Gu Qinghuan: ...

A small face that didn't dare to lift up looked more like a cluster of small flames, spreading and bouncing unscrupulously.

The temperature of the teacher's fingertips was already cold, coupled with the coldness of the ointment, it made her even more distracted.

Woo... Teacher, this annoying goblin!
"Teacher, I can wipe it off by myself. Do your work first."

For half the salary, Gu Qinghuan really couldn't stand the torment, her pink lips were tenderly closed, showing a faint sense of grievance.

I don't know what's going on, but at first the teacher wiped the medicine faster and more rhythmically, as if she was really serious about applying the medicine to her.

And in the back, for some reason, the teacher's fingertips always seemed to be teasing her, gently or slowly, rising or falling, making her body instantly become sensitive.

There is simply no way to live!
And this kind of thing, how can she say it as a girl? If the teacher didn't think about it at all, wouldn't it be embarrassing? !
Hmm... Gu Qinghuan couldn't help but sighed in her heart, looked at Xi Yushen with her big shiny eyes, and stretched out her small hand to take the ointment from him.

Xi Yushen turned away calmly, and then dodged her movements, his cold and handsome eyebrows slightly raised in displeasure.

"Why, the teacher didn't wipe it well?"

Gu Qinghuan couldn't tell because of her suffering, she struggled with her little lips for a long time, and murmured softly, "It's good to wipe it off, but teacher, you'd better wipe it off well!"

Hehe, the little red envelope is threatening him?
Xi Yushen couldn't help but curled the corners of her thin lips, and there was a rippling ripple in her eyes.

"Okay, teacher wipe it well."

A strange feeling flashed across Gu Qinghuan's heart for a moment, what did the teacher mean by saying this?
Why did she have an ominous premonition.

But in the following time, Xi Yushen has been very obedient, obediently applying the medicine, and did not do anything that might arouse people's imagination.

Gu Qinghuan couldn't help being surprised, and wrinkled her nose cutely.

Could it be that she really judged the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain?In fact, the teacher didn't want to do anything at all?
Thinking of this, Gu Qinghuan couldn't help blushing slightly.

The teacher is so kind to her, how could she think that way!Simply unforgivable!
After applying the medicine, Xi Yushen rubbed her hair, Xi Yushen said nothing, took the comb that was on the side, and gently combed her hair.

It can be seen that he has never done these things before. When combing, the hand holding the comb is always a little jerky involuntarily. From the beginning to the end, he didn't use much force in his hand, for fear of hurting her.

Gu Qinghuan just looked at it stupidly, thinking that such a high-minded and arrogant teacher would comb her hair.

……

After combing her hair, Xi Yushen tied Gu Qinghuan into a refreshing ponytail, and led her downstairs for dinner.

On the dreamy blue and purple tabletop, the teacher had prepared a rich lunch long ago without knowing when, and it was all fried and stewed meals according to her preferences, and the things she needed to make up now.

Gu Qinghuan took a bite of the dish, and asked what she had held back for a long time.

"Teacher, Teacher Nishang?"

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(End of this chapter)