I Only Like You

Untitled Part 28

Chapter 28

There was still oily fumes behind him, and Shen Xia really couldn't stand this person anymore, Limala quickly pushed him out with his arm, and before closing the door, he was accompanied by a standard smiling face, "Doctor Song, I don't believe it anymore. is you."

Let her exercise, let her rest, I don't know which sentence is true or false!

As soon as the door closed, Shen Xia immediately opened the lid to see if the fish was ready. Seeing the color, she immediately turned off the fire and filled the fish, then immediately opened the kitchen door and carried the fish out.

"It smells so good, I want to eat!"

As soon as he smelled the scent, Zhang Ziwei rushed over and took a deep breath while lying on the table, looking drunk.

While picking up her apron, Shen Xia patted the little guy on the head, "You little scumbag!"

Zhang Ziwei smiled happily, and immediately went to get a bowl of rice, while Song Yan was still in the living room cleaning up the mess left by the guy, Shen Xia glanced at the opening on the index finger, or walked over and asked: "You Is there a band-aid here?"

Song Yan's knife is a bit heavy. She was not used to it for a while. She accidentally cut her fingers when cutting vegetables, but it was just a small cut, just stick a band-aid.

Hearing this, Song Yan suddenly put the remote control car on the cabinet and looked at her fixedly, "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing, but I accidentally cut my hand while cutting vegetables." Afraid that he would think about it, Shen Xia even shook the tiny hole in front of him.

As soon as he grasped her hand, Song Yan glanced at the blood stain on her fingertips, and suddenly squatted down and took out a small medicine cabinet from the cabinet.

"You...just give me a band-aid." Shen Xia stretched her head and saw that the medicine box was full of various medicines.

"Now that the temperature is high, bacteria invade the wound and it is easy to inflame." As he said, he glanced at the sofa over there, "Sit down."

Shen Xia: "..."

Obviously a small wound, why did he say it is so serious?

She curled her lips, she sat down obediently, watching him apply some iodophor with a cotton swab and put it on her wound. Suddenly there was some pain, but Song Yan took her arm and didn't let her move.

He just squatted in front of her like this, with a three-dimensional profile that was extremely serious, and Shen Xia kept staring at him like this until she got a band-aid on her hand and she gradually recovered.

"How's your head?" He put away the medicine box and glanced at her faintly.

Shen Xia leaned on the sofa and pouted, "It must be completely healed. Don't keep talking with your head. It's as if my brain is sick."

He stretched out his hand to pull her up, and walked straight ahead with his mouth curled, but Shen Xia was very dissatisfied with his unsmiling appearance, and immediately pinched his arm, staring fiercely, "You are laughing at me." ?"

Looking back, Song Yan looked serious, "Am I smiling?"

He slapped his arm again, and Shen Xia snorted, and went to serve the meal by herself, knowing she should put more chili today to kill this person!

While eating, Zhang Ziwei had been aiming at his uncle, and then secretly glanced at Teacher Shen, only to find the atmosphere a bit weird, his uncle was too, and it was really too much to bully them, Teacher Shen.

It was eight o'clock after dinner, and Shen Xia decided to teach Zhang Ziwei to do his homework for half an hour before going back, but the child was very honest at night and entered the room without even watching TV.

But when she went to the room, the guy was actually playing games. Perhaps when he saw him coming, Zhang Ziwei immediately put away the phone and honestly took out the brand new summer homework.

Shen Xia turned over for a while and found that she had written a few Chinese fill-in-the-blank questions, as well as math multiple-choice questions, but when she saw the answer, she took a deep breath.

"You tell the teacher, why 35 times 6 is bigger than 300?" Shen Xia looked at the densely packed homework without a problem and felt a little helpless. This kid seemed to choose randomly.

Zhang Ziwei blinked while sitting at the desk, and suddenly said nothing like a dumb throat.

"Usually your class teacher must listen carefully when giving lectures. Since you have memorized the multiplication formula table, you can do this problem as long as you are serious, but you are too lazy to do it seriously, although this is just a summer homework, but Everything starts with small things. You are not serious about your usual homework. Do you rely on being serious when taking exams?"

Shen Xia just sat next to him and watched him quietly. To be honest, she felt that children should cultivate his learning habit from an early age, but fortunately, children are still young now, as long as they work hard, they will definitely be able to catch up with their grades.

Zhang Ziwei didn't speak, so he kept staring at the question. Finally, he took out the draft and listed the question on it. After careful calculation for half a minute, the multiple-choice question should become an A.

Seeing that he was still willing to listen to his own words, Shen Xia was also very pleased, and did not bother him to do the questions later, only to remind him aloud when he did not understand.

It wasn't until the phone rang suddenly and found that it was her sister's news that Shen Xia remembered that it was late, so she told Zhang Ziwei to rest early, and then turned around and walked out, but when she turned around, she suddenly saw Song Yan standing. Looking at her at the door, I don't know how long I have been standing here.

"It's late, I should go home." She coughed slightly, and put her finger down the dark window.

Song Yan glanced at Zhang Ziwei who was working on the question, then suddenly turned and left the room, and Shen Xia immediately followed.

"Or I'll take a taxi and go back by myself, otherwise it will be too much trouble." She followed behind and whispered.

The chandelier in the living room was dazzling, and when he walked to the door, Song Yan suddenly turned around and stared at her so determinedly, "Trouble?"

With her eyes facing each other, Shen Xia immediately lowered her head, with a flustered cough, "I...I mean you are so tired, it's better to rest at home, it's the same if I take a taxi back."

Staring at the hair spin above his head, Song Yan just took a step forward, holding her white and round shoulders with one hand, his eyes burning, "Then you have to get used to this trouble in the future until it becomes a habit."

Listening to the low magnetic voice, Shen Xia blushed and didn't dare to raise her head at all, she could only push the door and walk out with her head down, and she would secretly glance behind her when she finished.

After holding her hands down, she squeezed and walked in front. After getting down the car, she still sat there to watch the night view outside the window, letting the night breeze dissipate the heat on her face.

I don't know if she is too sensitive. She seems to feel embarrassed at any time because of Song Yan's words. She always feels that this shouldn't be what he should say for a straight male with cancer, just like the topic is super.

There was nothing to say all the way, but Shen Xia gradually recovered after the car stopped at the gate of her house, so she had to unfasten her seat belt while looking at the people around her, "Do you still use me to teach him homework tomorrow?"

She had been lowering her head to unfasten her seat belt, and the warm light was on her beautiful face, her curled eyelashes trembled, her blushing lips pressed lightly, and the carriage was silent for a while.

Song Yan put one hand on the steering wheel, staring at her with such dark eyes, and suddenly said indifferently: "Too much trouble for you."