The training is about to start, and if the other students see her in Shangguan Yagu's tent, I don't know how ugly the words will come out.

Get dressed quickly and get ready to leave.

Suddenly, a scorching~hot gaze shot from behind.

Feng Luoluo stiffened, and slowly turned around-

Shangguan Ya stared at her directly, his eyes were dim, and he didn't know how long he had been watching.

Feng Luoluo was embarrassed to hug himself and retreated towards the concession.

The footsteps were too fast, and the whole person fell backwards and hit the cabinet.

"Ping Pong ......"

Something fell to the ground.

The cup with the milk is poured directly towards Feng Luoluo!

That's piping hot!

Wind Lolo dodges.

But it's too late.

The hot milk was spilled like this.

Feng Luoluo closed his eyes in resignation, ready to be burned.

It was too late to say that it was too fast, and just when Feng Luoluo thought that he would never be able to escape his fate, a huge force suddenly hooked over!

Feng Luoluo slammed into a hard chest, and all the air in his chest was squeezed out.

"Wow-"

A cup of piping hot milk was all poured on Shangguan Yagu's arm.

It happened so fast that Feng Luoluo didn't even see what was going on.

The whole person stayed there.

When he came back to his senses, he found Shangguan Yagu's arm with a large blister!

Shangguan Yagu didn't even frown, and returned to the bed with Feng Luoluo in his arms~.

I never thought that Shangguan Yagu would actually rush over and block for himself, Feng Luoluo stayed there directly, forgetting to fight ~ resist.

Sitting on the bed~, his expression was stunned.

Watching Shangguan Yagu call the white sword in to clean up the mess, he brought in new breakfast and scald medicine.

"Young Master, the injury on your hand needs to be dealt with immediately." Bai Jian took apart the ointment and wanted to take medicine for Shangguan Yagu.

Shangguan Yagu waved his hand.

Bai Jian put his things down and stepped back.

"Pills." Shangguan Yagu stuffed the ointment into Feng Luoluo's hand.

"Huh?" Feng Luoluo's expression was misty, and he hadn't recovered from what he had just done.

"What? This kind of trivial thing makes you stay like this? Shangguan Yagu's low, magnetic voice sounded in his ears.

"You ......" Feng Luoluo looked at the blisters on his hands and frowned, "Why did you rush here?" ”

I don't understand.

Isn't this scumbag taking pleasure in torturing himself?

Yesterday, he also threatened to make her suffer.

In this case, she was burned, shouldn't Shangguan Yagu be happy, she finally got a lesson?

Shangguan Yagu's dark eyes flashed darkly, and he didn't speak.

He also can't understand himself, all his actions are reflexive.

Seeing that Feng Luoluo was in distress, the brain immediately made a command and rushed forward like this.

"Pills." Shangguan Yagu repeated coldly, not wanting to investigate the deep meaning behind his action.

Feng Luoluo glanced at Shangguan Yagu's wound and did not speak.

Shangguan Yagu is indeed a bastard, yes.

But just now, it is also a fact that he saved himself.

If it weren't for Shangguan Yagu, that cup of hot milk would have been splashed in his face, and he would have been burned and disfigured!

Feng Luoluo is a person with clear grievances.

Hatred to revenge, grace to grace.

Since Shangguan Yagu saved her, Feng Luoluo naturally had to pay it back.

Although asking her to drug a bastard who specializes in bullying herself was really against Feng Luoluo's original intention, and she was extremely reluctant, Feng Luoluo still took it, squeezed some ointment in her hand, and smeared it on Shangguan Yagu's arm.