攻略偏执狂[快穿]

Love Sister Madness

　　"You just hugged me," Jiang Fei looked at him seriously, "Cheng Ji, you are younger than me, I am Luo Shi's..."

　　"I don't think I'm at fault," Cheng Ji interrupted her, the annoyance in her heart surged up again, she simply pulled her lips and sneered, "Yes, what do you admit?"

　　Jiang Fei stared at him with bulging eyes for a long time, then turned around and picked up the spoon again to stir the porridge.

　　Cheng Ji stared at her profile, took a deep breath, continued to limp to her side, and handed the ointment to her eyes: "Give me the medicine."

　　Jiang Fei ignored him.

　　Cheng Ji simply turned off the heat, put the ointment directly into her hand, stared at her and repeated, "Apply the medicine."

　　Jiang Fei waved his hand and wanted to throw the ointment to him, but Cheng Ji was pushed backwards by her.

　　With a "pop", he fell to the ground.

　　Jiang Fei: "..."

　　five minutes later.

　　Cheng Ji sat on the sofa and looked at the woman who was applying medicine to him. She curled her lips and quickly returned to normal.

　　"Tick up your shirt." Jiang Fei lowered his head and said reluctantly.

　　Cheng Ji lifted her up obediently.

　　Jiang Fei dipped some ointment on his fingers and gently applied it on his bruised area.

　　The moment he touched it, Cheng Ji flinched.

　　Her hands were very soft, and when her fingertips brushed over them little by little, they were gentle, like spring rain, but warm and teasing.

　　The blood all over his body rushed towards his head uncontrollably. Cheng Ji felt a little light-headed. It took him a while before he spoke, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Jiang Fei...hiss."

　　Just as he was about to speak, her hand suddenly exerted force, causing him to take a breath in pain.

　　Jiang Fei raised his head and said seriously: "I am three years older than you."

　　Cheng Ji's face darkened: "So what?"

　　"Luo Shi's father is a family friend of the Cheng family. In fact, if you really think about it, you should call me..." Sister Jiang Fei.

　　The last four words were swallowed back by Jiang Fei, and she stared straight at his chest.

　　"What should I call you?" Cheng Ji hummed, followed her gaze, and froze.

　　That old wound.

　　The wound she once kissed left a bright red mark, but now that mark seems to have penetrated into the wound.

　　"Your injury..." Jiang Fei stretched out his hand, trying to gently touch the wound.

　　Cheng Ji suddenly stood up from the sofa. The wounds all over his body were in severe pain. His face was very pale. After a few seconds, he said, "I will apply the medicine myself."

　　After saying that, he quickly went upstairs and almost ran away.

　　Jiang Fei looked at his back, took a tissue and slowly wiped off the ointment on his fingertips.

　　Cheng Ji's favorability level reached 75.

　　That night, Cheng Ji didn't go downstairs again.