Si Yehan's face was still a little angry, but when he heard this, he frowned, "Where does it hurt?"
Ye Wanwan noticed that Si Yehan's face was not good-looking just now, that's why she acted miserably on purpose. Seeing the effect now, she immediately brushed against him, "It hurts everywhere! Muscles are sore and sore! Bones are also sore." It's like being interrupted and reinstalled! And here... all injured... "
Ye Wanwan pointed out a finger, and the skin on the finger was scratched in a place the size of a fingernail.
Really... what a big wound...
The people who were beaten to pieces, their noses bruised and their faces swollen expressed a sense of desolation...
"Xu Yi, go get the medicine box," Si Yehan said.
Xu Yi hurriedly got up and went to the cabinet to get the medicine box.
Si Yehan held Ye Wanwan's fingers, disinfected and bandaged her.
Ye Wanwan asked again, "No this, no this, I want a bow!"
Si Yehan raised his eyes and glanced at her, his slender fingers inserted through the slender gauze, and quickly tied a beautiful bow.
The traumatized singles in the house: "..."
Si Yehan stared at Ye Wanwan's bruised joints, his expression darkened.
Ye Wanwan suddenly remembered Si Yehan's rules about not allowing herself to be injured, and she didn't dare to sell it too badly, so she hurriedly said, "I guess I accidentally fell when I was drunk, it's okay, it's okay, help me brag It doesn't hurt anymore!"
Si Yehan checked her elbow lightly, and said with a serious expression, "Your body hasn't been exercising for a long time. Starting today, I'll find someone to teach you some basic skills, and keep exercising every day."
After Si Yehan finished speaking, he looked towards Eleven on the opposite side: "Eleven."
Eleven heard Si Yehan calling him, and hurriedly limped over: "Here!"
Si Yehan: "From today onwards, you will be her coach."
"What... what..." Eleven stared at his master in horror, almost thinking that he had an auditory hallucination.
Si Yehan's eyes were slightly cold, "Is there a problem?"
Of course there are problems!
That's too much of a problem, okay
How could he have the ability to teach Miss Wanwan! Is it almost okay to make human flesh sandbags
"No... no problem!" Eleven bit the bullet and said.
In fact, this kind of task is usually not his turn. With the personality of the master, Liu Ying should be arranged, but now, the master has arranged for himself...
It seems... hey...
Liuying made a huge mistake this time...
No matter how dissatisfied she was with Ye Wanwan, she shouldn't have disobeyed her master's order so openly.
In handling this matter, he obviously has personal feelings.
In fact, Ye Wanwan hates sports, but seeing that Si Yehan has already made arrangements for her, and thinking about what happened last night, she also feels that it is necessary for her to exercise, at least she can protect herself if she encounters similar situations in the future. Own.
So, Ye Wanwan said, "Okay then... Eleven, I will trouble you to take care of me from now on! Please teach me some self-defense techniques when the time comes!"
Eleven's smile is uglier than crying: "Okay... okay..."
Isn't he the one who needs self-defense
The other guards in the room looked at the soft girl who had regained her tenderness in front of her, all with messy faces.
Judging by Ye Wanwan's reaction, she seems to have forgotten everything after waking up...
Once drunk, the killing god possesses the body, and the force value explodes? What kind of magical operation is this
Sure enough, they were so naive. How could the woman the master likes be an ordinary person