Quick wear: the villain can also push the male protagonist!

Chapter 149 I am a bodyguard and girlfriend who loves to learn ([-])

Song Yu, as a pampered young master with delicate skin and tender flesh, most of the time, he is a very delicate person.

For example, in case he can’t find a place to bandage when needed, he always prepares commonly used wound medicine.

——However, in times of peace and prosperity, there were very few occasions where he could be injured. This kind of preparation for a rainy day was a bit redundant, so that the first time the medicine was opened, it was used on Bai Ling.

Song Yu sterilized a bit jerky, applied medicine, put on a bandage, and wrapped that good-looking hand into a white and fat bun. Only the slender fingers protruded from the layers of gauze, shiny and lovely.

Song Yu stared at the finger for a while, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was very similar to the crystal shrimp dumpling, and he really wanted to chew on it.

...However, this may scare a little fox who has long been secretly committed to learning.

Whether it can be seen or not, Song Yu regretted for a while, and finally had to pinch Bai Ling's fingertips instead, with a bit of dissatisfaction in his tone, "Okay."

Bai Ling was distracted, when he called him, and when he lowered his head, he saw the gauze in his hand, which looked like it was given away without money, and a huge, crooked ugly bow.

"..." Bai Ling pursed his lips, suppressed his complaints, and said reluctantly, "Thank you."

Song Yuquan pretended not to hear the dislike in her words, smiled lightly, put his hand on the back of her chair, and leaned over to tease her again, "What's the use of thanking her verbally, it's better to give her body directly."

The deliberately low voice is slightly magnetic, and it hits the eardrum like a circle of ripples, like the song of a siren. Those who hear this voice, even if they know that there is a dangerous deep sea ahead, will only jump forward and backward.

...It's a pity that his little fox is deaf.

Bai Ling glanced at his watch, pushed him away a little, and stood up, "Physical education class has started for 10 minutes, and if you catch up now, you can still be considered late, otherwise you will be regarded as absent from class."

"..." Song Yu poured all his enthusiasm to Mu Mu, resentfully withdrew his magical powers, and sighed, "Go, go."

Trying to lure this elementary school tyrant to skip class is even more difficult than trying to keep the president from giving a speech on stage.

"By the way." When Bai Linglin went out, Song Yuxiang suddenly remembered something and reminded, "These few days...don't go to remote places, the school is not really that safe, when I'm not around, Pay attention to yourself."

The little girl looked at him inexplicably, as if she didn't know why he said such a sentence suddenly, but she nodded, "I remember."

Song Yu threw the medicine back into the storage box at the foot of the table, put his hands back into his pockets, and watched her blow towards the playground like a small whirlwind.

After a while, the surroundings were silent, and he walked slowly to the railing in the corridor. In the background of the humming reading from the next class, he lowered his head and looked down at the ground.

The shattered flower pots have been swept away by the cleaners, but there is still a small piece of black soil deeply embedded in the ground, like a long-suppressed conspiracy, which has been hammered into the deepest part and cannot be washed away.

Song Yu lazily leaned against the railing, her eyelashes drooping to block the direct sunlight.

"I'm really anxious." He said to himself, "It's only a matter of time before I get back my inheritance rights, and you plan to do it again?"

The sun is warm, but when it shines on his face without a smile, it seems to have turned into some kind of cold and hard metal, ruthless and sharp.

He obviously didn't stand up straight, but at that moment, the aura around him was like a sharp sword out of its sheath, extending straight into the void.

... I don't know whose throat the blade is on.

　Thank you for the beige sunshine, the little cheese, and the clean little fairy and cute reward~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)