[Quick Transmigration] On the correct posture to bend the sick girl

"Yes."

Suppressing the trace of anxiety in his heart, Zuo Yi prepared hot water for Zuo Ye as instructed, and waited for that person to come to take a bath.

After a while, Zuo Ye stepped into the bathroom and took off his clothes, revealing a near-perfect ketone body, which made Zuo Yi lose his mind a little.

"Go out."

"Yes."

After receiving the order, Zuo Yi retreated with a basin full of clothes, leaving Zuo Ye alone to soak in the bath comfortably.

But obviously, God is destined not to leave him a chance to slack off.

"beauty."

A voice that sounded like an idiot came to his ears, Zuo Ye slowly opened his sleepy eyes, and saw a certain pervert trying to attack him.

Uncle can bear it, but aunt can't bear it.

The leg kicked violently, a certain pervert couldn't dodge in time, hit the chin, and cried a little aggrieved like a traumatized child, although the crying was not very realistic.

"Hey, beauty, you are trying to murder your husband."

My husband and your sister! !No matter how indifferent he was, Zuo Ye couldn't bear such ambiguous tone. It would be fine if he was a girl, but he was still a man.

Zuo Ye, who had a cosplay face in his heart, finally became a little uneasy. He stood up, grabbed the collar of the pervert beside him, and wanted to punch him, but was dodged by the pervert accidentally, and his arm was still held live.

"Beauty, are you seducing me?"

Shu Jia raised his eyebrows, looked openly at an indescribable part of Zuo Ye from the neck down, and blew playfully.

"roll."

Zuo Ye's face flushed, he broke free from the bondage of a certain pervert, sat down hurriedly, tried to cover his private parts with milk bath water, and said angrily.

"Tsk tsk, we have all developed to this point. Since I saw your whole body, I must be responsible for you."

"Come, come, let you also take a look at my husband's ketones/body."

"roll."

Hearing this, Zuo Ye quickly covered his eyes, and did not forget to scold him angrily.

"It's really bullying."

After a while, Zuo Ye heard a certain pervert sigh.

"you....."

Subconsciously wanting to refute, she raised her head, only to find that the person had long since disappeared.

"hateful."

Hit the bath water with a fist, turning up some waves.

Dressed neatly and left the bathroom, looking at him on the left, his face was not looking well, and he was even more worried.

"go to school."

"Yes."

Sitting on the seat, I felt a hot gaze inexplicably, but following the feeling, it was completely cold.

"Look what I do?"

Frowning and asking, the man didn't answer, but just quietly stared at him, as if he was the only one in his eyes.

Zuo Ye felt a little uncomfortable when he saw him. He knew that this person was definitely not the kind of guy who would let him go. He concealed his unhappiness, listened carefully to the class, and took notes.

This person, no matter what time it is, is so fascinating, his hair, eyes, facial features, when he looks at you, you will have a surging sense of happiness.

After looking at it for a long time, Leng Wuque withdrew his gaze resentfully, and turned his attention to what the teacher was talking about, but he didn't know that a pair of jealous eyes were fixed on Zuo Ye.

"Mingxi, you come to answer this question."

Unexpectedly, he heard the teacher call out the heroine's name, Zuo Ye looked at the nympho heroine with some surprise, saw that she also looked at a loss, and sneered in his heart.

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