Young Master Gong, your vest has fallen off!

Chapter 147
"I think you forgot my title on the racing track." Gong Beijue said arrogantly.

Not the first words: "..."

She didn't forget, but she still felt that it was dangerous, knowing what she said, he would not let go, Fei Chuyan closed his mouth, maintained a strange posture with Gong Beijue, and was taken home by him.

After returning home, Gong Beijue hurriedly put her on the sofa, and shouted at Lan's mother, "Lan's mother, call the doctor!"

"What's wrong? What happened to Xiaoyan?" Mother Lan thought something serious happened, so she ran over anxiously.

"I'm fine, Mother Lan." Fei Chuyan pulled his finger out of Gong Beijue's hand, took off the toilet paper, and showed it to him: "Look, Gong Beijue, there is no injury at all, so don't make such a fuss."

"Some wounds don't bleed, but it doesn't mean they're healed." Gong Beijue insisted on his theory: "Mother Lan asked you to call, did you?"

"Hit immediately!"

After a while, Dr. Nihan came over out of breath: "Where is Miss Chuyan injured?"

"Here." Gong Beijue showed her finger, and Fei Chuyan clearly saw Nihan's forehead twitching. She felt embarrassed and wanted to pull her hand out of Gong Beijue's palm.

However, Gong Beijue held onto her tightly and growled at Nihan: "What are you doing in a daze, and deal with her quickly!"

"Young master, this injury doesn't need to be treated at all." Nihan tried to say.

"Why don't you need to deal with it? Do you know that if you don't deal with it in time, the wound will be infected in summer?" Before he could speak, Gong Beijue said impatiently: "I don't need you! Clumsy, take the alcohol swab, and this young master will treat it for her personally .”

Nihan reluctantly handed the things to him, and Gong Beijue held a cotton swab dipped in alcohol to disinfect Fei Chuyan.

Originally, Fei Chuyan didn't hurt at all, but when the wound touched alcohol, it was slightly but a bit stinging.

She didn't say a word, but Gong Beijue sensed her emotions somehow, stopped his movements and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Fei Chuyan shook her head, seeing that he was about to continue, she said, "It's almost done, right?"

How many times does he need to apply alcohol to such a small wound?
"No, the disinfection must be thorough!" Gong Beijue said without raising his head.

His face was sharp-edged, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and even the lowered eyelashes were serious.

I really can't imagine that the arrogant Gong Beijue would sit here and disinfect her fingers.

It is a lie to say in her heart that she is not moved, and she is not a person who does not know what is good and what is bad.

It's just that she didn't expect that this little injury of hers would make Gong Beijue so nervous!

The word nervous doesn't seem to be suitable for her and Gong Beijue.

Gong Beijue was nervous about her?horrible!

After waking up, Fei Chuyan immediately withdrew his fingers, stood up and said unnaturally: "The disinfection is finished, I have a lot of homework today, and I have to do my homework."

Gong Beijue's dark eyes stared at her deeply, and the back of her fleeing in a desperate situation inevitably reminded her of last night.

Recalling the softness of her lips, his eyes dimmed, and his slender fingers touched the lips.

With her youthful appearance, he assures that that boy never touched her lips!
Tasting the bitterness of alcohol on the tip of his tongue, Gong Beijue frowned, got up and left the sofa.

The next day, Pei Youze finally returned to school. She didn't need Fei Chuyan to inquire, she got the news from gossip voices from all directions.

The grade school is back!

Of course it will become the topic of whispering among the girls after class.

(End of this chapter)