"Nie Zhu"
"Huh?" Nie Zhu turned around after hearing the sound.
"The classmate is you," Nie Zhu said with a smile.
"Yes," Chen Shu responded, "Thank you for helping me in the morning. I'll help you take care of the wound."
"It's okay," Nie Zhu said carelessly, waving his hands.
"If you want it, just think of it as a thank you gift." Chen Shu pinched Nie Zhu's calf, and the warmth from his palm made Nie Zhu feel a little itchy.
Because Nie Zhu's wound had been exposed to the air and was festering, Chen Shu blew on it while rubbing alcohol on it.
"Hiss" Nie Zhu's legs shrank back. "Does it hurt? Then I'll be gentler." Chen Shu's voice was gentle.
The wound was treated slowly. Nie Zhu was sitting there a little bored and said in a strange way: "This can't be considered a thank you gift. I have to think of something else."
Chen Shu raised his eyes when he heard the sound and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll owe you first." "Hey, hey, I was kidding," Nie Zhu scratched his face.
"I'm serious." Chen Shu replied word for word.
A gentle academic master on one side, and a flirtatious older brother on the other side × a little fairy who is an Internet addict and a scumbag student
The group of people fell back again, Chen Shu pulled Nie Zhu over to him, and Chen Shu supported Nie Zhu in front of him. Nie Zhu wanted to speak, but suddenly warm lips covered Nie Zhu's lips. Nie Zhu slapped Chen Shu's chest, trying to push the boy in front of him away.
After the group left, Chen Shu let go of his mouth and touched the corner of Nie Zhu's mouth: "Kid, are your lips soft?" Chen Shu's voice was low and pleasant.
Nie Zhu covered his mouth: "Rogue
Purpose: Let them believe in love