The next day, when Mingshu came back from school, Xuange counted the time when she would come back, and came in with her things to make up for the lesson.

Mingshu's gaze fell on his waist.

Doesn't this goblin hurt?

Like a nobody......

There was an extra chair in the room, and Xuan Ge sat on that chair.

"Make up physics today." Xuange put down the book.

"Oh."

Mingshu listened to him and looked at him.

The make-up class time is two hours a day, and Mingshu wanders for a while, looking at the beauty of the little goblin, and the time passes.

After the song was finished, he packed up his things and left.

"Do you want to change your dressing?"

Xuan Ge glanced at her, and didn't know what thoughts she had turned: "Then trouble Miss Shu Ran." ”

Mingshu: "......"

There's no trouble in your tone.

The medicine was in the Xuange room, and Mingshu followed him to the room.

The glass that was broken yesterday has been replaced with a new one.

Xuan Ge sat on the bed, his hands propped up behind his back, and the other hand lifted the hem of his clothes, revealing his bandaged waist.

Mingshu removed the bandage and reapplied the medicine.

She suddenly reached out and poked the edge of the wound.

His fingers were grabbed, and the hem of his clothes slipped off and rested on the hands of the two of them.

Mingshu looked up at him: "I thought you didn't hurt." ”

The singer pointed to Wei Song: "Why doesn't it hurt when you are in the flesh." ”

"I don't see it."

Xuan Ge lifted the hem of his clothes again, and his tone was light: "I'm used to it." ”

Mingshu blinked: "You get hurt often? ”

"Very little."

Mingshu looked up at him.

Xuan Ge's casual gaze met her, and his thin lips opened slightly: "I'm very powerful." ”

Mingshu sighed: "I really didn't see it." ”

Xuan Song: "......"

This injury was an accident!

Of course he didn't say anything, just fell silent.

Mingshu changed his medicine and put the bandage back on.

She put her arms around his waist as if to hold him.

Xuange is not very comfortable with a little later.

"Don't move, you're not bothered!"

Xuan Song: "......"

After tying up the bandages, Mingshu threw his things away: "You can clean up yourself." ”

Xuan Ge watched Mingshu leave, and his thoughts were a little empty.

Sometimes she seems to be very enthusiastic about herself, and sometimes she is cold, like now......

She can leave without any regrets.

Xuan Ge shook off the inexplicable thoughts in his head.

Whether she is nostalgic or not, what does it have to do with herself.

He just promised Uncle Yi to protect her.

Xuan Ge cleaned up the room and checked the gun again to make sure there was no problem.

He thought about it and contacted Wei Yi.

Xuan Ge leaned against the bed: "How is Su Wei's injury?" ”

"Well recovered, Boss, where are you?"

"Do a task."

"Is it dangerous?" Wei Yi: "Do you need us?" ”

"No, I don't." Xuan Ge refused very simply, he paused, and said, "Bai Hao came to me yesterday, you pay attention to his recent movements, and tell me any news." ”

"Damn!"

Wei Yi scolded.

Then the voice changed to Su Wei: "Boss, Bai Hao, that bastard, traitor!" I'm going to kill him! ”

"You lie back for me!" Wei Yi snatched the phone back: "Boss, the organization will definitely not let us go, we might as well strike first." ”

"No, you just need to pay attention to Bai Hao."

Xuange said firmly.

He said a few words and hung up the phone.

Just as he was about to go to bed, the servant knocked on the door and entered.

"Mr. Xuan, Miss just let us make a supper, and Miss said that she couldn't finish eating and wasting it, so let me bring it to you."

Xuange was slightly stunned.

After a moment, he nodded: "Put it down." ”

The servant put the things on the table, and Xuan Ge waited for the servant to leave before getting up and walking over.

He glanced at the contents of the bowl, it was a stewed soup, and it could be stewed to this extent...... At least for a few hours.

It can't be just done.

Of course, it could also be that she had already ordered what to eat for supper.

But drink soup at night...... Her hobby is a bit special.

Xuange didn't want to eat, he didn't have the habit of eating supper.

But in the end, I drank the soup.

For the next few days, Mingshu would change his dressing every day.

The servant always used different excuses to bring him things.

Once it may be true that she can't finish it, and twice it may be that she can't finish it, but three times or four times......

-

At school this morning, Mingshu and Shu Xue met at the school gate.

Shu Xue snorted coldly, stepped on small leather shoes, like a proud little peacock, and entered the school.

Mingshu calmly took a bite of the finger cake and followed him into the school.

When he arrived at the classroom, Mingshu didn't see Shu Xue.

She went to her seat and sat down, and someone came to collect her homework, and her voice was weak, as if she was afraid that Mingshu would beat her: "That...... ...... Handed in my homework. ”

"Got homework?" Mingshu asked this classmate blankly.

Her schoolbag is full of snacks, and she doesn't have any homework.

Classmate: "......"

"Lend me a copy."

Mingshu smiled brightly, his eyes were clear, as if he was in the warm sun of the spring breeze.

The classmate's heartbeat accelerated slightly, why did she smile so good-looking......

She pulled out a homework book and put it down: "You hurry up...... Classes will start right away. ”

After saying that, he immediately turned around and went to collect other students.

Mingshu finished copying his homework and was just in class, when Shu Xue stepped on the class bell and came in.

She glanced at Mingshu and sat back in her place with a cold face.

Mingshu received a letter at the end of class.

It was brought in from outside by a classmate.

Her name was written on it.

It looks like a love letter.

Mingshu: "?? ”

Can I still receive love letters?

Dreaming?

To be honest, classmates like her, who have the title of mental illness, are excluded by this group of classmates.

I wouldn't even call her for any activities in the class, let alone the hearsay and gossip in other classes.

It is estimated that in the eyes of other classes, she is a snake spirit disease that will go crazy anytime and anywhere.

Receiving a love letter, it's like the sun is coming out in the west.

Mingshu opened the letter.

It is indeed a love letter, and it is also very poetically written.

Finally make an appointment with her on Friday and see you at the rockery behind the school.

There is a boy's name on the back.

The corners of Mingshu's mouth rose slightly.

Interesting.

There are still people who dare to write love letters to me.

-

After school in the afternoon, Mingshu slowly shook out of school.

Shu Xue walked in front of her with several girls.

The sound of the girls' discussion drifted to Mingju's ears.

"Cher, have you changed cars recently? What about the car you had before? ”

"Uh...... There was a bit of a problem, so I sent it for repair. ”

The girls asked casually and didn't bother with this question.

From the teaching building to the school gate, I don't know how many topics have changed.

When she was about to arrive at the school gate, Shu Xue pretended to answer the phone: "Late? Okay, it's okay, I'll just take a taxi back by myself. ”

"What's wrong, Cher?"

"There's a traffic jam on the driver's side." Shu Xue smiled.

"Do you want to ride in my car?" A girl proposed.

"No need." Shu Xue hurriedly refused, where she lives now, where dare she let them send it.

"It's okay, I used to rub your car all the time." The girl dragged Shu Xue to the side: "Xue'er, you don't dislike my car, you don't have your family, right?" ”

"No...... No. ”

Just as Shu Xue was making excuses, a black car drove slowly and stopped in front of Shu Xue.