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I shook my head heavily: no more!

She looked very disbelieving at me, pointed to my other leg and asked: Where is this leg?

I shook my head and patted my other leg: it's all right.

She asked again: Where are the hands?

I held out my palm in front of her: the hand was fine.

She nodded, and then asked: Where is the brain?

I froze for a moment, I didn't know how to answer her sudden cold joke, this was the first time I felt Jing Yi's affinity, and I was afraid of such affinity.

Bring, bring.After weighing it for a long time, I had to answer like this.

She smiled, and didn't seem to be joking with me, and said: Just bring it.

I cough in my heart.

After lowering his head, he found a scratch on his calf, which was red and long, and the skin was torn in some places, and the knee was even more serious, swollen, scratched, and bleeding was coming out.

The injury is still a bit serious.

After she thought about it carefully, she suddenly leaned forward and breathed lightly at the wound on my knee. The cool wind passed through the air and landed on my skin, making me itchy involuntarily.

I wanted to pull my legs back, I wanted to pull down my trousers, I wanted to push her away, but I didn't do anything, I didn't dare.

I'm afraid of failing.

Jing Yi stopped talking to me, took out a tissue from her bag, rubbed it a few times, and gently pressed it on my wound to suck blood.

From my angle, I could just see her well-defined eyelashes.She has no make-up, and some small broken hair on her forehead is standing in a cute look. She purses her lips in a serious manner, and her fair skin is slightly flushed under the light. In such a short time, every time she blinks, They all seem to be talking to me.

When the blood was almost gone, she grabbed the paper in her hand and took the Band-Aid from her bag.

I froze for a moment, feeling a little embarrassed, and wanted to grab me, but when I stretched out my hand, she told me not to move.I was bluffed back.

I coughed and found a topic: Teacher, you have a Band-Aid in your bag, does it mean that you are often injured.

She continued to tear it open, put a Band-Aid on my wound, and replied with a smile: What are you talking about.She didn't stop her hand, she looked cautious and cautious, and said again: It's been a long time, it may have expired.

me?

She smiled, raised her head and glanced at me: I lied to you.

I:

The wound was long, and it took Jing Yi three band-aids to cover it completely. Seeing that she had finished putting it on, I quickly took out my mobile phone from my jacket pocket, clicked on my WeChat QR code, and held it in front of my head. He lowered his head and buried his face in his hands.

This begging looks like someone who scans the QR code on the bridge to deliver flowers, and hopes that she can see it when she looks up.

The waiting time is always so long, I closed my eyes and gritted my teeth, and my heart suddenly beat very fast.

Not long after, I finally heard a beep coming from my ear, followed by Jing Yi's teasing voice: "Why, are you afraid that I will reject you?"

I pursed my lips and raised my head. Jing Yi was typing on the phone with his head down. Not long after, I saw a friend request in the address book, which said that I was Teacher Jing.

Excited in my heart, I clicked agree calmly on my face, and entered in the dialog box: I am Cheng Keke.

Soon, her reply appeared on the screen: I know.

I wanted to send an emoji, but it seemed a little too delicate for two people to chat face to face on the phone.

I just got WeChat and need to take it easy, otherwise I may have a heart attack and need to take time off to go back to the dormitory and lie down with Yingqing.

After she finished typing, she put away her mobile phone, patted my head like last time, stood up, bowed her head and said to me: "Okay, let's go to class."

I sighed, pulled down my pants, put my backpack on, thanked her, and ran towards the classroom.

When he arrived in the classroom, he sat down next to Huang Ye, unable to calm down for a long time.

Huang Ye put down the phone and looked at me, then leaned over and said to me: Why is it so slow, fortunately the goddess is late today, otherwise you are a substitute and late, and the impression is not good.

I humbly answered yes, indicating that I was taught.

She moved back again, continued to play with her mobile phone, and muttered: But it's very rare, why is the goddess so late today.

I paused and replied: How do I know.

She turned to look at me and sneered: I didn't ask you again.

Oh.

But I know.

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☆、Chapter 5

Because I trot upstairs, when Jing Yi came in, I was several minutes late. Instead of turning on the computer as usual, she went around the podium to the corner of the classroom and threw away the trash in her hand.

From such a long distance, I seem to still be able to see my bright red blood on the paper towel.

Next week is the CET-[-] exam, so in the past few weeks of English class, Jing Yi has spent almost all of his time on mock papers.

Today's class was no exception. She turned on the computer, pulled a chair and sat on the edge of the podium, and let us do the papers by ourselves like an invigilator, and then let us be free.