Chapter 9 Helping to apply ointment



It's quite obvious.

My hands rubbed against his legs.

When I flirted with him, my eyes were hotter than anyone else's.

But even the agent could see that he was standing up for Jiang Mingxi. Didn’t Jiang Mingxi always say that she liked him?

Why didn't you even say thank you?

If the house is worth one point, I will run faster than anyone else.

Feeling irritated, Song Lan's tone was not very good, "Is there anything serious? If not, I'm hanging up."

Bai Ge laughed out loud, "What are you mad about? You're probably sulking because you stood up for someone and they didn't thank you?"

Song Lan: ...

Bang bang bang~

As soon as Bai Ge finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.

Song Lan had a cold look in his eyes. He raised his eyelids and looked towards the door.

"Is Teacher Song here?" Jiang Mingxi's bright voice came from outside.

Song Lan raised his eyebrows slightly, and the coldness on his face lessened a little. He hung up the phone directly and got up to open the door.

Bai Ge: ...

You bastard!

Crunch~

The door opens.

Jiang Mingxi, still wearing his work jacket, stood at the door and smiled at Song Lan, "Teacher Song, I'm here to bring you some ointment."

Song Lan's gaze fell on the tube of white ointment in Jiang Mingxi's hand, and with a questioning look in his eyes, he looked back at Jiang Mingxi.

Jiang Mingxi immediately smiled and said, "I got blisters on my shoulders from working on the corn today. This ointment is really good for reducing inflammation and relieving pain. Teacher Song, give it to me."

As he spoke, he looked inside.

"Teacher Song's room is so big, can I go in and take a look?"

Song Lan turned slightly sideways.

Jiang Mingxi went in immediately.

With a cunning look in his eyes, he said to Song Lan, "Teacher Song, my back is also rubbed raw. Can you help me apply some ointment?"

Song Lan sneered, "You know how to order people around, aren't you going to bring me some ointment?"

Jiang Mingxi moved closer to him and said with a smile, "Then I'll help Teacher Song apply the ointment. It's fair, okay?"

Song Lan lowered her eyes and looked into his sparkling eyes, ruthlessly rejecting him, "No."

Continue read on readnovelmtl.com


Recommendation



Learn more about our ad policy or report bad ads.

About Our Ads

Comments


Please login to comment

Chapter List