A weak attack dog blood essay

Suddenly his eyelashes were pulled, He Juan blinked uncomfortably, still thinking about what Fu Xian said.

Not sure if Fu Xian really knew something else, He Juan simply decided to pretend he didn't understand.

He backed away silently, walked around Fu Xian and walked to his seat. When he opened the chair, a plastic bag fell out of the desk. He Juan lowered his head, only to realize that he hadn't taken the medicine prescribed by the doctor today. drink.

There is direct drinking water in the classroom, both hot and cold, on the wall next to the podium near the window.

He Juan slowly took out the water glass from his schoolbag, looked down at the cold water in it, hesitated for a moment, and drank it in one gulp.

Originally, He Juan was still a bit lucky, but when he took out the capsule and kept it in his mouth for a long time, but couldn't swallow it, he realized one thing clearly, the physical characteristic of being unable to swallow the medicine because of a small throat, Really follow him.

He Juan could only spit out the capsule silently. At this moment, he felt a strong feeling of being watched. When He Juan looked over, he found that it was Fu Xian who was looking at him.

He Juan and Fu Xian looked at each other for a few seconds, and He Juan clearly saw that Fu Xian's eyes were gradually turning cool, and he seemed unhappy.

He Juan: "."

He Juan looked away as if nothing had happened, and he was glad that he was prepared and asked the doctor to prescribe a potion that could be brewed.

He Juan was about to take out another bag of medicine and drink it, but the medicine on the table was quickly taken away by a slender white hand. up.

He Juan originally thought that after what happened in today's diary, judging by Fu Xian's undisguised dislike for him, he would never want to have any interaction with him again, and he might even feel dirty seeing him .

So what is Fu Xian doing now?

He Juan stretched out his hand, thought for a while and added a sentence: "Give me the medicine."

Fu Xian's gaze then rested on He Juan's hand, and the scene when He Juan's hand was placed on his personal photo in the diary suddenly appeared in Fu Xian's mind very strongly, and Fu Xian began to feel The corners of the eyes are itchy.

Seeing that Fu Xian was about to crush the medicine box in his hand, He Juan quickly stretched out his hand to save his own medicine, and after reaching a little bit, Fu Xian grabbed his wrist very quickly.

He Juan suddenly had a subtle feeling in his heart, Fu Xian's reaction was too quick, and just now He Juan didn't miss Fu Xian's sharp cold light when he held his wrist.

How do you feel about Fu Xian's reaction... It reminded He Juan of the security guard next to the chairman of the company in his previous life. The security guard who was said to be a special soldier would subconsciously block He Juan very keenly when he accidentally approached.

But Fu Xian...it must be his own illusion.

The wrist that was held turned red immediately, because the wrist was originally extremely white, the red was more obvious, as if being bullied very hard.

Fu Xian let go of his hand, obviously restraining his strength subconsciously when holding it, but he still looked injured...

"Why are you so coquettish?"

He Juan opened his eyes wide and looked at Fu Xian in disbelief. Before he said anything, he heard Fu Xian say in a very hateful way: "Forget it, why did you spit out the medicine just now?"

He Juan paused, he didn't expect that Fu Xian had seen all of this, he didn't want to explain too much at first, after all, in his previous life, except for those close to him, most people who accidentally knew about He Juan's problem couldn't understand, and even felt that he was hypocritical.

But He Juan didn't care so much about Fu Xian's thoughts, thought for a while, and replied, "I can't swallow it."

Seeing Fu Xian's indifferent eyes with doubts that cannot be ignored, He Juan, who really wanted to drink the medicine and go to rest for a while, suddenly felt nameless annoyance, he pursed his lips and reluctantly explained: "I I have a small throat and can't drink capsules, so I have to drink liquid medicine."

So is it okay to give him the medicine now?He is going to rest.

Fu Xian was slightly taken aback, and then he noticed that He Juan's pale pink lips were pursed, and a pair of black and white peach blossom eyes were round, looking a little angry.

Fu Xian subconsciously put the medicine in He Juan's hand, but even greater disbelief arose in his heart.

How can there be such a person... His hand turns red when he touches it, and he can't swallow the medicine. Is this person a jade doll made of colored glaze?

The author says:

He Juan: What does it have to do with you?

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