"Are you still long legs?" she muttered to herself: "Have you grown secretly again?"

Smile quietly.

They returned to the area of ​​their own class in the playground.

When the boys first saw girls' clothes, their eyes lit up and they all whistled like they were cheering. Unexpectedly, girls were wearing school uniforms at school, and it was rare to see girls in the class wearing skirts. Some people were very excited.

When several people saw An Jing walking, their eyes were stunning.

Unexpectedly, the silent and naive An Jing in the class turned out to be so upright, with delicate skin like mutton fat jade, and was a little transparent and tender in the sun, especially her legs, which were white and dazzling. When she didn't smile on her face, she felt like a cold beauty.

Some of the boys from other classes also looked over.

Yan Jing sat down embarrassedly.

Chen Shushen breathed a sigh of relief and suppressed his bad mood. He casually found a corner to sit down, always feeling that he was going to do something, otherwise he would not be able to control himself.

An Yue distributed the baseball caps she needed for dancing, all black, and everyone had to wear.

Wen Jing took the hat and blocked it on his leg.

She glanced at the diagonal behind her eyes, and sat there obliquely. His long legs reached under the chair of the man in front of him, sat freely, lowered his head, and his fine black hair was covered with layers of light by the warm sun.

He was playing mobile games, his eyebrows were frowning, he looked impatient, his face was expressionless, and his fingers were quickly lit up the screen, as if he was venting something.

A girl next to him gave him some snacks quietly.

Chen Shu took the time to glance, but didn't answer.

There was loud music playing in the playground. Right in front of me, there were students from the first year of high school performing square formations. More than a dozen classes walked around, arrived at the leadership stage, shouted a few neat slogans to start the performance.

Ji Yuan seemed a little nervous and restless. He hurriedly pulled her to the open space behind to practice street dance for a while. He couldn't remember some of the movements and needed to strengthen them.

Many girls in the class were pestering Song Si, and Song Si was too busy to take care of them.

Ji Yuan jumped a beat, her body was a little stiff and twisted. She suddenly paused for a moment, frowned and asked her: "I can't remember what the next action is."

Anjing was not very good at it, but she was a little better than Ji Yuan. She searched for memories and demonstrated dance, and said in a daze: "I remember there seemed to be a big dance here."

Just as she jumped up, there were girls playing and making noises beside her.

Suddenly someone hit her, and Yin Jing stopped in the air. For a moment, she couldn't stabilize and was directly hit to the ground by the force.

When she fell to the ground, she subconsciously tilted her body to protect important parts.

There was a dull sound, she lowered her head, and there was a tingling pain everywhere in her body, and she couldn't help but exclaim softly.

I took several breaths.

Ji Yuan was startled.

He hurried to her and said anxiously: "Is it okay, quiet?"

After calming for a moment, she opened her eyes and seemed to have seen the calm Ji Yuan look panicked on her face for the first time.

She slowly straightened up and accidentally touched the wound. She hissed, and felt a piercing pain, wrinkled her little face: "It hurts so much."

Yuni stood aside, covering her mouth and complained: "Why are you standing behind me? It's really, I didn't see you, you're too careless."

Zhao Caijiao also came over and helped her and said, "We are playing here, why are you standing behind someone else for nothing? I'm speechless."

Quietly pursed his lips and didn't say anything.

She looked at her wounds, and she had scratched many parts of her arms and legs. A lot of blood was left on her white and tender legs, but fortunately she didn't sprain her ankle.

Ji Yuan got up to argue with Yuni. She was standing aside at that time. She clearly saw Yuni running without pulling away the force, and she accidentally bumped into Yin Jing.

But she was not a talker either, and she was snatched by Unini before she could even speak.

"What are you watching me do? Stand up and go to the infirmary by yourself. No one will be kind to hug you." Yuni wrapped her chest around her, raised her eyebrows and looked at the wounded.

When the classmates around heard their noise, they gradually surrounded them. Song Si also came, and couldn't help but widen their eyes and shouted: "Damn, sister, what's wrong with you? Why are you like this? Hey, you can't do this. Go to the infirmary and I'll help you?"

Yin Jing's palms were covered in dust, so she patted.

He lowered his eyes and shook his head, and said softly: "I'll go by myself. It's not very serious. You guys can continue practicing."

She said, holding her hand on the ground and trying to stand up, but she didn't expect that the palm of her hand was also scratched, and a stinging pain, as if there was a needle piercing into the wound, densely packed.

The next second, there was a whisper in the crowd.

Song Si shouted, "Hey, what are you doing, Ah Shu?"

Before Yin Jing looked up, she smelled a clear mint smell at the tip of her nose.

In an instant, a black hoodie covered her thighs and prevented everyone from seeing it. Then a warm hand passed through her bent knees, and the other hand wrapped around her back, hugging her easily.

The crowd cried out again.

Chen Shuo actually hugged Princess An Jing.

The people around were stunned and all expressed their expressions.

An Jing was also a little stunned.

After Chen Shu picked her up, he avoided touching her wound. He moved his hand and turned to Song Si and said solemnly: "I'll take her to the infirmary first, check what's going on."

Song Si looked at him and realized immediately. He said oh, and laughed: "I must find out the truth."

Yuni was stunned, looking at the quietness in Chen Shu's arms in disbelief.

The statement walked straight through her and walked away with the man in his arms.

An Yue then rushed from a distance, and she wondered: "What's wrong with my sister?"

Song Si glanced at Yuni and said leisurely: "Someone hit your sister, but I still don't admit it."

An Yue's face suddenly sank.

Because of the unstable center of gravity, An Jing put a little on his shoulder.

The body of his subordinate is tight, with wide shoulders and narrow waist.

She raised her eyes and glanced at him secretly.

Chen Shu had no emotions on his face, his lips were pursed into a line, his eyes looked ahead, his steps were a little fast, but he was very stable.

He didn't say anything, and Yan Jing didn't dare to speak.

Since all the students and teachers were in the playground, the teaching building was empty.

They went to the school's infirmary.

There was no response when knocking on the door.

The statement opened the door and the various utensils inside were white.

The teacher didn't know where he went.

I guess I'll join in the fun and watch the opening ceremony.

The music from the playground over there was enthusiastic coming, but it was as quiet as a paradise, two worlds.

Chen Shu carried her in with the door on his feet. He gently placed Yin Jing on the bed in the compartment, then looked up and found the potion and cotton balls on the table.

He went to get a small plate to put them in, dragged a chair and sat in front of her.

An Jing looked at him quietly like this.

Chen Shu didn't look back, he moved his black hoodie away and placed it beside the bed. Below was her thin white legs, but several wounds were stained with red and a little dust, destroying the beauty. He tsk and frowned, as if he was sulking.

He slowly put his quiet legs on his legs, then lowered his eyes, dipped the cotton ball with the potion, and gently rubbed it on her wound.

Wen Jing moved her calves uneasyly, and her warm hands were trembling slightly as if they were magical.

He frowned, but his hands were very careful, as if he was afraid that she would hurt.

Wen Jing looked at him for a while and spoke softly: "Statement."

Chen Shu seemed to have not heard it, his eyelashes were slender and thick, and he did not make a sound, only focusing on the movements in his hands, his lips were pursed tightly, and his side face was fair.

An Jing sighed, she moved, reached out and held his hand that was helping her with the medicine. Chen Shu was pressed by him, and his hand was paused, and his eyes were thrown low.

He said lightly: "Let go."

"Don't let it go."

"I'll say it again and let go." His tone became a little heavier

"Don't let it go." She said softly, her voice softly.

Chen Shu was so angry that she was so angry that he frowned, he frowned, raised his eyes to glance at her, and said impatiently: "Yunjing, you don't want your legs anymore, right?

Before he could finish his words, he saw the beautiful girl in front of him approaching. She quickly closed her eyes and kissed the corner of his mouth.

The tight thread in Chen Shu's mind suddenly broke. She was still angry and wanted to teach her a disobedient lesson, but now she can't say anything.

He stood there in a daze.

Her fragrant and pleasant smell suddenly penetrated into her nose and overflowed her limbs. He didn't know what it felt, but he knew that all the depression and irritability he had experienced these days were scattered.

All those angers turned into useless work.

He pursed his lips, his throat was a little dry and hoarse, his eyes were restrained and complicated, and he whispered: "What do you... mean?"
Chapter completed!