Yu Muyang asked for leave.
For the first time, those who have never missed a class in school have asked for leave instead of going to sleep in the classroom.
"hiss"
"Brother Yang, don't move, don't move, let me take a good look." Fang Ji squeezed Yu Muyang's chin with one hand, turned left, turned right, and finally came to the conclusion that "this punch is definitely a practice punch." It passed, it was hit just right, it was right in the middle of the eye, there was no deviation at all, and there was absolutely no mercy."
"Shut up, calm down and give me the medicine." Yu Muyang pushed his hand away, and gave him an angry look.
As soon as he moved, his left eye narrowed again in pain.
Couldn't help but let out a low curse.
When he watched girls chasing girls in TV dramas, he held hands and kissed little mouths when he disagreed with each other. Why had he been holding hands for so many years, he just kissed little mouths and was instantly beaten into a one-eyed dragon.
"Brother Yang, I tried my best, you can see for yourself." Fang Ji put down the potion, raised a small mirror, and moved it in front of Yu Muyang.
Yu Muyang looked up.
His fair and handsome face was still good-looking, but his left eye was bruised and purple. It looked like a palette that had been spoofed by children, as funny as it could be.
Yu Muyang stretched out his hand and pressed it, and gasped in pain.
"Is this medicine useful? It's been a few days, why hasn't the swelling gone?" Yu Muyang reached out to take the medicine bottle in Fang Ji's hand, glanced at the instructions on it, and asked in disgust.
"It's only been three days. If you don't want to notice the extent of your eye injury, I'm afraid it won't work in ten days and half a month." Fang Ji said something, and after he finished speaking, he found Yu Muyang glaring at him, and quickly changed his words.
"Actually, it's okay. You're handsome enough, but you got a little eye injury, it's fine."
Yu Muyang "I really touch your conscience and say."
Fang Ji "" can't say it.
The fairer the skin, the more obvious the scars after the injury.
Yu Muyang belongs to this type.
His skin is delicate, and although he is very fair, he does not look feminine, instead it complements his delicate facial features, making him even more charming.
Now the eyes are bruised and purple, like a flaw on the perfect jasper.
No matter how you look at it, how uncomfortable it is.
Not to mention Yu Muyang, if it were Fang Ji, he might have to ask for leave.
In order not to face sizing eyes from all directions, just explaining, I can't explain it.
Besides, there was no explanation for it.
I can't tell everyone that I secretly kissed the girl I like and was punched by her
"Puff!" Fang Ji couldn't help laughing out loud.
After recovering, he quickly covered his mouth again.
Make excuses to leave the dorm.
Just a few seconds after going out, he came back again and shouted excitedly, "Brother Yang, get up quickly, someone is looking for you"
"I don't want to see anyone, and you don't need to comfort me, I don't need comfort." Yu Muyang fell to the bed with a heart ashamed, reached out to pick up the mask placed on the bedside, and covered his face.
Shame on people.
Fang Ji was stunned, and suddenly stepped forward, walked to Yu Muyang's bed, and lifted his mask with his hand, "It's Qi Rou, a classmate came up from downstairs just now, and said she was standing downstairs in our dormitory, as if I'm here to find you"
"I said I don't want to see who you said"
Yu Muyang stretched out his hand, wanting to snatch back his mask, but when he heard Fang Ji's words, his body froze suddenly.
I forgot to take back the mask I got.
When Fang Ji realized what Fang Ji had said, he jumped up from the bed.
Running out of the dormitory wearing slippers