Cannon Fodder: Forced Counterattack

"Have you learned everything I taught you yesterday?"

Ao Ran nodded.

After eating, the maids put away the table, and retreated one after another. Ao Ran didn't like the maids waiting on him, and now this habit was passed on to Jing Fan. The empty room was slightly chilly, although there was a fire burning But after all, it can't compare with modern heating and air conditioning, but neither of them are people who are afraid of cold, so the temperature is just right.

Both Ao Ran and Yan Fengge are not disciples of the Jing family, so they are not bound by the rules of the Jing family, and both of them are free to move. Yan Fengge is immersed in his apparently ordinary "Ao Family Sword Art" as always, He insisted on practicing this set of ordinary swordsmanship to perfection, improving every day without any slack.

Although Ao Ran's kung fu has never fallen behind, but in the end he is single-minded and dual-purpose, and his talent is even worse than that of Yan Fengge, so he can barely draw with that little lunatic Jing Zi occasionally, and the rest is mostly lost. After all, this desperate Saburo Talented and hardworking.

Regarding this, Ao Ran is not serious. Compared to this, he is more interested in the medical skills of the Jing family. He never had the idea of ​​becoming a doctor in his previous life, but he has some attachments in this life. The reason why he was sent to this strange world actually gave him a bit of talent.

And now there are still two masters who are teaching with all their heart, Ao Ran dare not live up to this kindness. Speaking of these two masters, one of them is Jing Pu who guards the medicine garden, although Jing Pu didn't agree to his offer. Master Sheng, but he didn't hesitate to give him some advice.

Since the Jing family began to focus on martial arts, almost no one came to the medicine garden. It can be said that it became Ao Ran's world alone. The only person who can be with him is this Jing Pu who doesn't have a high sense of existence and only cares about his own affairs.

When the two of them socialized again, Jing Pu discovered Ao Ran who arrived earlier than him every day.

That day, Jing Pu was going to a pharmacy nearer to take a sample of medicinal materials, but he didn't want to push the door open, and saw Ao Ran sitting on the floor without any image, with a thick medical book on his lap, holding a book in one hand, and not knowing what to do with the other. remember something.

Jing Pu despises those who are not diligent, but he also despises those who are diligent. He always thinks that talent is the most important thing. That's not as good as those who are talented, and your realm can only go so far.

But if you are talented but don't work hard, you are a waste. Jing Pu ignored Ao Ran, and Ao Ran didn't notice Jing Pu. The two of them didn't bother each other. Jing Pu took the medicine and was about to leave. But he was also attracted by the pen in Ao Ran's hand, so he couldn't help but keep his gaze for a while.

Forget it, but found that compared to that pen, the things written by Ao Ran are more worth reading. Ao Ran remembers seriously, and Jing Pu reads seriously. After a long time, Jing Pu couldn't help but say, "Mr. Ao concluded good."

Only then did Ao Ran realize that there was someone standing beside her, and when she raised her head, she saw Jing Pu's face full of curiosity.

Standing up hurriedly, he said with a smile, "Hello, sir, you're kidding me, I'm just being lazy and opportunistic."

Jing Pu has never been a polite person, so he stretched out his hand, took the book in Ao Ran's hand, and turned the pages carefully, looking at it with a bit of surprise, "You can use it as a handout, It’s no problem to be a reference for those students!”

The more he turned, the more he admired, "He has the ability to sort out so well."

Ao Ran smiled humbly, but he accepted the compliments in his heart. He was considered smart since he was a child, and he was even smarter in his studies, and he had better methods. Besides, he had been a student for so many years in modern education, so he definitely had a lot of experience.

Since then, Jing Pu has become more enthusiastic towards him, and will tell him about medicinal herbs from time to time. The knowledge not recorded in the book is all good stuff, and Ao Ran has benefited a lot. The word "Mr. It was replaced by "teacher".

With Jing Pu, Ao Ran's knowledge of medicinal herbs has improved by leaps and bounds. Once he has mastered the medicinal herbs, Jing Fan can take over all other medical skills.

This kid's temperament has changed a lot, but the temperament of teaching and educating people has not changed-although it seems that he has only taught himself so far.

"Review, and learn something new today."

The so-called reviewing is actually being severely tested by Jing Fan, who does not let water in at all. Every time Ao Ran makes a mistake, he has to be knocked hard by the rolled book in his hand. But I couldn't escape every time.

For this, Ao Ran also had a lot of resentment, and felt that this kid was definitely doing it on purpose—even though he always had a serious face, serious and cold.

I didn't go to the study today, the two sat cross-legged by the bed, idle and casual.Jing Fan's question was tricky and often went beyond the outline, and Ao Ran also took pains to answer. Fortunately, the other party didn't have a book at hand this time. Although Ao Ran made mistakes a few times, he was only corrected.

After a "quick test", I was really tired and sweated. Ao Ran breathed a sigh of relief, but Jing Fan was not satisfied, "I made several mistakes this time."

Ao Ran resisted the urge to beat him up, gritted her teeth and said, "Have you taught me my mistakes?"

Jing Fan replied calmly, "Although I have taught you a lot, medical skills are more about practicing in person. Just memorizing these things is not enough. I don't have a chance recently. I can contact you more in the future."

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Seriously change the subject.

"I used to go down the mountain to practice medicine," Jing Fan changed his sitting position, put his white jade-like hand on the table, casual and beautiful, the dark sleeves were embroidered with delicate patterns, the whiter hand behind it, "Every time I come back, I will write down all the experiences along the way. They are some travel notes, and I just show them to you."

Hearing this, Ao Ran's eyes lit up a little - he never liked his round eyes very much, they lacked momentum, men should have eyes like Jing Fan's, narrow and sharp, always revealing domineering And cold and severe, it's a pity that he himself doesn't know how dazzling his round eyes are when they are wide open.

Jing Fan looked into his eyes, spoke hoarsely, and said slowly, "Do you want to see it that much?"

Ao Ran nodded hurriedly. He was very interested in Jing Fan's travel notes. His personal experience was much more useful than what he wrote on paper. It’s not bad, and secondly, you can also use this to see the vast world, even if it’s just the tip of the iceberg.

The travel notes were placed in the study, and the two left for the study again.

It is snowing outside, like goose feathers, at a glance, the pavilions, towers, pavilions, trees and distant mountains are all covered with hazy white snow, everywhere is pure white, like a white ink painting.

Ao Ran stretched out her hand, and within a short while took a full handful, each piece was clear and distinct, she couldn't help sighing, "It's really beautiful under the snow."

When he was in modern times, he only vaguely remembered that such heavy snow fell when he was very young. When he grew up, it seemed that no matter how cold it was, there were just a few solitary flakes that fell on his hands before he looked carefully. It turns into a drop of water.

Fan Yang took away the Xue Chaojing in his hand, and they fell on his face one after another. His eyebrows and hair were already white by the snow, and even a little bit whiter.

"How do you look like an Ice Prince? Haha!"

Jing Fan kept silent, but when Ao Ran was laughing heartily, he held him under a nearby tree with one hand. Although the leaves of the tree had fallen off, the branches were lush and densely intertwined, and it snowed all day and all night. The whole tree has long been buried, and the branches are bent.

Jing Fan was extremely quick, he threw Ao Ran under the tree, and he stepped on the tree trunk, the thick tree trunk was shaken a few times by the pedal, at the same time, Jing Fan quickly escaped from the tree with his strength. All of a sudden, only Ao Ran was left covered by the snow that fell from the trembling tree.

Ao Ran: "..."

After a while, Ao Ran said bitterly: "I have never seen such a narrow-minded person like you. I just gave you a handful. You paid back a hundred times. I will be buried in the snow!"

The snow was up to her waist, and Ao Ran slowly moved out step by step. She trembled violently when she reached Jing Fan. What fell on her neck melted into water and slid down her waistline, icy cold to the bone.

Ao Ran bent over, shook several times but still couldn't shake, she couldn't help asking the culprit beside her, "Help me, my neck is full of snow, it's frozen to death."

The slender neck is delicate and white, which is not much worse than this pure natural snow. Looking a little weak and a little seductive, Jing Fan's fingertips trembled, as if he had sent his lifeline to his hand without any defense. It made his heart feel like a fire that would destroy the world, it burned him uncomfortably, and made him want to cover his hand fiercely, knead it vigorously, leaving deep red marks, leaving—— own imprint.

Ao Ran shook his collar, and before Jing Fan could respond for a long time, he couldn't help but sighed, "It's not a big deal if you just watch the excitement, and don't help at all."

Before he could complain again, his neck was covered with a hand, and the warm fingertips swept across the skin on his neck. Mixed with the cold snow, it made people tremble in an abnormal way, until the heart trembled. At that moment, Ao Ran only felt that his five senses seemed to be magnified ten times - he seemed to be able to clearly feel every line of the hand on his neck.

As if feeling the slight trembling of the skin under his hands, Jing Fan paused with his fingertips, pretending that he couldn't feel it, and still slowly cleaned the snow from Ao Ran's neck, some of which had fallen to the back of his waist, Jing Fan restrained his hands The strength stretched deeper.

Ao Ran felt that his entire back was frozen. He is not a person who pays attention to these small details. He has never cared about the touch between men and men. It felt like a left hand holding a right hand, nothing different.

But for some reason, Jing Fan's touch seemed to be electrified, which made people feel a little inexplicable. I really don't know if Jing Fan's touch was weird, with a different meaning, or he was too sensitive.

Feeling the more obvious touch on the back, Ao Ran couldn't help taking a step back, but felt that this move seemed to be trying to cover up, so he quickly straightened his waist, shook his back, and said calmly, "It's clean, thank you, how comfortable you are." gone."

Jing Fan didn't seem to care, just stared at him with a half-smile, put his fingers back into his sleeves, and rubbed his fingertips in places where no one could see, feeling the warmth and delicateness just now.

Ao Ran didn't dare to look at his face, but he could feel the gaze. He glanced at the white snow in the sky, changed the subject and said, "It's a pity to have a snowball fight if we don't build a snowman in this snow. We will have a chance in the future." A few of them must have a good time."

Jing Fan looked at his slightly red earlobes and neck, and smiled with his lips curled up, "Why wait later?"

"Well, the situation is not good now. Foreign enemies are invading, and how many people are still staring at them. Asking them to come and play together is probably a little bit worrying." Ao Ran paused, and then said, "I will get rid of this mess later. Let's have fun together!"

Then he turned his head and looked at Jing Fan with a smile, with a bit of malice in the corner of his mouth, "Thinking about that serious ice bump of my senior brother, who was forced to play such a childish game with us, I really want to die laughing."

Jing Fan was quite contemptuous: "Your senior brother doesn't play this childish thing, so I will play?"

Ao Ran suddenly squinted her eyes, and taunted back unceremoniously: "Who carried me under the tree just now?"

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