Old Chinese medicine and small vendors

"Wow?" Wu Zui looked back and forth at the two people who were standing still, and stretched their thick legs hanging on the water, looking very innocent.

Wen Cheng put the bamboo basket in his hand aside, and said coldly, "Put the dog down."

Ying Yan Yu quickly agreed, but he didn't move.

Wen Cheng observed for two seconds, and quickly stopped: "Forget it, I'll go over." He looked at the blood on the white vest, turned over and stepped on the pond.

The original building was divided into two parts. There are four small pools on the roof, separated by a green net in the middle, forming the word "Tian".

The roof of Wencheng is full of lotus leaves, and lotus pods are scattered high and low.

On the other side of Ying Yanyu was an empty puddle with duckweed and swimming insects floating around.

Wen Cheng stepped on the concrete side of the pool, stepped over the green net cautiously, and her flip flops kept making "clicking" sounds.

Ying Yanyu waited for him obediently, without blinking once more.

"Wow, woof!" Seeing him approaching, Wu Zui completely forgot about his situation, and struggled excitedly!

"Don't move!" While Wen Cheng warned it, Ying Yan Yu snorted in pain and let go.

bang——

The moment Wuzui fell into the water, Ying Yanyu reached out to fish it out, but the other party didn't appreciate it at all!Paddle the dog and go to Wen Cheng's leg!

"Fuck!" Wen Cheng was caught off guard and sat down in the puddle!

Ying Yanyu didn't catch the dog, but went to catch the person subconsciously, his slender and powerful arm muscles tensed, wrapping around his flexible and narrow waist.

Wen Cheng still couldn't step on the balance point, so he grabbed the opponent's shoulder reflexively.

Ying Yanyu exerted all his strength, hooked the hollow of his leg very naturally, and picked him up!

For an instant.

Four words flashed through his mind.

Painful and refreshing.

The takeaway sighed with emotion: "It's light and fragrant."

The summer breeze blows down from the top of the mountain, shaking the bamboo forest and blowing the lotus.

A pool of floating greenery.

Wen Cheng's peripheral vision was covered with Bitian lotus leaves, and the rest was filled by the flushed young man.

"..." He forgot the words in pain.

Ying Yanyu experienced this thoroughly once, what is pain and happiness.

He could feel the warm skin under his hand, as well as his heart rate, because it was too stiff, the opponent's body slid down.

Wen Cheng was wearing casual shorts today, and the thin flesh on her legs was rubbed by the calluses on the little kid's hands, and goose bumps appeared in patches.

The two froze for another half a minute.

Student Ying, who participated in the competition with an injury, couldn't bear it anymore, so he retracted his arms and put Dr. Wen on his lap that was stepping on the edge of the pool.

"..." Wen Cheng sat down firmly, and a vein popped out on the corner of her forehead.

Ying Yanyu saw it, but didn't say a word, and glanced down at the small piece of pure black underwear exposed by the side of his trousers, and pursed his lips.

Wen Cheng looked down, her face darkened: "Go away."

Ying Yanyu froze for a moment when he heard the sound, and then carried him to the ground very honestly, without any overstepping.

Wen Cheng stood expressionlessly for a while, then turned to get the slippers in the water, only to find that the stupid dog was staring at them curiously with two big eyes.

"Look at the fart!"

Ying Yanyu touched his nose: "It can see us."

We are not farts.

Wen Cheng raised the slipper and was about to hit someone, but she glanced at the bandage and put it down again.

He struggled to drag the dog out of the pool, a little embarrassed: "Let's go."

Ying Yanyu said dully, "Where are you going?"

Wen Cheng said unhappily: "Go donate blood! What a waste of your blood!"

Ying Yanyu was too nervous just now, but now he's relieved, and hissed in pain.

"Go back to the house and stay." Wen Cheng left the stupid dog, turned over the pond again, went home to get the medicine box, and walked back.

Ying Yanyu was still waiting in place.

When Wen Cheng jumped down, he stretched out his hand to grab it, but didn't touch it.

Wen Cheng was even more intimidated, he raised his hand: "How do you get down here?"

"It's the same as your house." Ying Yanyu walked in front, walked down the stairs, went directly to the kitchen on the second floor, and turned around the corridor, which is the living room.

Wen Cheng has been following behind him.

During this period, he saw the opponent grab the left back twice, especially hard.

He suspected that Ying Yan Yu had scratched that big scar by himself.

"Let's sit on the sofa." Ying Yanyu walked towards the bedroom habitually, but stopped halfway, and turned back to the living room. He wanted to pour someone a glass of water, but the kettle was dry.

Wen Cheng touched the ashes on the sofa, but didn't sit down.

"...Go, go to the bedroom?" Ying Yan Yu asked cautiously.

Wen Cheng glanced at him: "Go, is there a woman hiding in the house? Are you so nervous?"

Ying Yanyu was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and said, "No."

woman?

how is this possible.

He looked at Wen Cheng with a little doubt... Didn't he see it yet?So obvious.

Seeing that he wanted to scratch his back again, Wen Cheng slapped him right away!

"Aww!" Ying Yanyu covered his hands and looked at him.

Wen Cheng clasped his wrist, looked at the shallow part of his nails covered with blood, and burst into anger: "Are you sick! Are you?!"

Ying Yanyu said "En", and suddenly asked without thinking: "If I disappear again, will you still look for me?"

Wen Cheng wanted to say, why is I looking for you?

But when he met the child's expectant gaze, he was flabbergasted and didn't answer.

Ying Yanyu waited for a while, then closed his eyes and smiled, showing his small canine teeth, turned and walked to the bedroom: "Actually, I can also bandage myself."

Wen Cheng: "You wouldn't have said it earlier?" He's already here.

Ying Yanyu said in a low voice: "Well, I did it on purpose."

Wen Cheng didn't even know what else to say other than "sick".

The bedroom, which was [-] to [-] square meters in size, was much cleaner than the outside. There was a bed, clothes folded beside the bed, and a pocket of medicine boxes.

"Sit down." Ying Yanyu tugged at the bed sheet dryly.

It was only then that Wen Cheng realized that the bed was not covered with Simmons, it was just a wooden board covered with a layer of black cloth thinner than paper, without pillows or quilts.

"I won't sit, you sit, take off the vest."

"Okay." Ying Yanyu threw the clothes on the ground, sat down obediently, stared at those white hands carefully and changed the dressing for himself.

In his memory, it had been a long time since anyone had been so close to him.

So when Wen Cheng asked him "Does it hurt?", he replied "It hurts" without hesitation.

Dr. Wen, who was working rigorously, heard the words, without raising his head, he professionally took out a big white rabbit, peeled it off neatly, and fed it to the "children" without any hassle.

Ying Yanyu swallowed the layer of rice paste, his eyes were sour from the sweetness.

He said hoarsely, "It still hurts."

Wen Cheng's subordinates kept on saying, "Just endure the pain, a three-year-old is not in your trouble."

Ying Yanyu looked at his fluffy forehead hair, the corners of his mouth were raised all the time, and he didn't speak any more.

Ten minutes later.

Wen Cheng got up, but someone hugged her back and gave her a light slap.

The author has something to say: the computer has been repaired, and the update will be resumed, let’s do it at [-] o’clock every night. I’m sorry, I made everyone wait for a week, thank you for liking