Chapter Thirteen: Whatever You Say

  Zhu Ting was sweating again, and it wasn't like she wanted a kiss, so why did you close your eyes...

  But looking at the beauty's slightly plump breasts, I really want to kiss her tenderly. Zhu Ting adjusted his breathing again, and one hand wrapped around the girl's soft waist, with a delicate and clear touch, her warm body moved slightly.

  "What's wrong?"

  The girl opened her eyes: "It's a bit itchy."

  Zhu Ting was sweating again.

  The girl closed her eyes again, and Zhu Ting whispered: Don't keep closing your eyes, or others will think we're up to something.

  Zhu Ting's right hand once again touched the soft waist of the girl, his left hand supporting her smooth and white beautiful leg. Today's weather was a bit warm, and the girl was wearing this year's popular denim mini-skirt, which reached just above the knee, with her thighs slightly exposed, extremely enticing. As Zhu Ting's left hand came into contact with that slippery thigh, his breathing suddenly became somewhat urgent, this feeling was really too...

  Alas, it's beyond words...

  Zhu Ting just picked up the beautiful girl and wanted to put her in the back seat.

  "Zhu Ting again, and it's you."

  Zhu Ting took another look and was startled again by the beautiful and pure female teacher, and she froze.

  The beautiful teacher said coldly: "What are you doing? Don't move, don't explain, keep this posture and follow me to your grade office."

  Zhu Ting was sweating profusely! She thought to herself: You're overestimating me, if I could carry someone this big all the way to the office, I'd be competing in the Olympics instead!

  The girl hastened: "Teacher, don't misunderstand him, he's doing a good deed."

  Pure and beautiful female teacher: "Do good things? You go to your grade office to explain, I'm too lazy to care. Nowadays students are really too open-minded. This is the school gate, do you know?"

  Zhu Ting thought to herself: You're probably not much older than me, speaking as if it's true. Anyway, this beautiful teacher already has a preconceived notion about me, so I'm too lazy to explain.

  The beautiful and pure female teacher looked at Zhu Ting with a disdainful expression and also came up with a breath: "Nothing to say, let's go."

  The girl pointed at her own ankle, "Teacher, look, I twisted my foot. He wants to take me to the hospital."

  The pure and beautiful female teacher only then noticed that the beautiful girl's ankle had indeed swollen. Only then did she realize that she had wrongly blamed someone, but her mouth didn't admit it: "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

  Zhū Tíng and the girl didn't respond to her words, and the pure and beautiful female teacher also felt a bit embarrassed, so she continued: "Then hurry up and send her to the hospital now, don't just stand there."

  Zhu Ting gently put down the beautiful girl again, "You send her away, I'm going to class."

  Zhū Tíngyòu had just taken a few steps when the beautiful and pure female teacher called out to him: "Hey, Zhū Tíngyòu, come back! I...I can't carry her!"

  "Didn't you just ask me to hold onto someone and go with you to the office? Now you can't even let me get into the car?"

  The beautiful female teacher flipped a beautiful white eye: "You go early and come back early, don't delay class. If the girl's condition is serious, then don't send her back to school, just send her home to rest."

  Zhu Ting thought to herself, it's all nonsense.

  Rode his bicycle with the beautiful girl rushing to the city's first hospital.

  The girl sat in the back seat gently grasping Zhu Tingyu's hem. Zhu Tingyu said, "There are many cars on the road at this time, hold on tight."

  The girl softly said "oh" and gently wrapped her arms around Zhu Tingyu's waist. As she happened to hug his weak point, Zhu Tingyu was both angry and amused, stopped the car, grabbed the beautiful girl's smooth hands and placed them on his belt. Continued riding...

  The girl said softly: "My name is Feng Chenchen, what's yours?"

  Zhu Ting laughed again: "My name is Xu Wenqiang."

  Girl: "Cheater."

  Zhu Tingyu suppressed a smile: "I'm Zhu Tingyu, are you really Feng Chengcheng?"

  Girl: "Not the one in the Shanghai Bund movie, that's Cheng of Engineering, I'm Chen of Morning."

  "En, you're worthy of this name!"

  Feng Chenchen pursed her lips in a slightly embarrassed smile, but Zhu Ting couldn't see her expression and thought she had spoken too lightly.

  Girl: "Which class are you in?"

  "Zhu Ting again: 'I am from Class 7 of Senior One, what about you?'"

  Feng Chenchen: "I'm from Class 7 of Senior High School Year 2. How come you're also in the Arts stream?"

  Zhu Ting smiled and said: "You're not going to say you're my senior sister, are you?"

  Feng Chenchen smiled shallowly: "Right, am I not your senior sister?"

  Feng Chenchen suddenly felt that she was not dignified enough, having said so much just after meeting, and seemed... She then closed her mouth and stopped speaking.

  Zhu Ting also heard Feng Chenchen not speaking, and didn't know what to say either. The two of them remained silent until they arrived at the hospital. Zhu Ting parked the car, and Feng Chenchen got out by herself from the back seat, but she couldn't get in with her feet...

  The two of them looked at each other for a few seconds, and Feng Chenchen blushed and closed her eyes again...

  Zhu Ting is sweating again, don't always close your eyes, it's weird. You're a beauty yourself and you should understand our feelings of being nervous...

  "Or else, I'll carry you up?"

  Feng Chenchen softly said: "En." Still didn't open her eyes.

  Zhu Ting had no choice but to half squat and lean against Feng Chenchen's body, using her hands to feel up Feng Chenchen's beautiful legs...

  "Ah......" Feng Chenchen murmured shyly.

  "What's wrong?" Zhu Ting asked anxiously again.

  Feng Chenchen: "Itchy..."

  Zhu Ting wiped the fine sweat on her forehead again, "Or, I'll crouch down and you climb up yourself?"

  Feng Chenchen nodded lightly: "En."

  Feng Chenchen finally got on Zhu Tingyu's back, but Zhu Tingyu took his life away. The tactile sensation on his hands, the smooth and slippery lower part of his plump thighs, especially the soft and fluffy sensation on his back, couldn't help but make his throat dry...

  Zhu Ting first carried Feng Chenchen on her back and then took the elevator to the orthopedic department on the fourth floor, where she was already drenched in sweat.

  Orthopedic doctor: "Your boyfriend is really good to you."

  Feng Chenchen's face turned as red as a big apple, and she couldn't utter a word.

  Zhu Ting didn't know how to respond either and simply ignored him. "Doctor, she's sprained her foot."

  The doctor adjusted his old glasses: "Oh, which foot? You first help her take off her shoes and socks."

  Feng Chenchen's face burned even more fiercely as she said softly, "I'll do it myself."

  But because the foot is already swollen, it's hard to hook up.

  Zhu Ting squatted down again, took off Feng Chenchen's black leather shoes, and gently placed her white, flawless small feet on his thighs. He then gently pulled down her lace-trimmed short socks. Zhu Ting's squatting position allowed him to see Feng Chenchen entirely...

  So Zhu Ting looked straight at the old doctor's face.

  Old doctor pinched Feng Chenchen's little toe, Feng Chenchen: "En..."

  "Can you be more gentle?"

  The old doctor said: "This young man, are you already heartbroken? It seems that in the future he will also be a henpecked husband."

  Zhu Ting smiled bitterly again. Feng Chenchen's face was also red, biting her lower lip and saying nothing.

  The old doctor looked at them with a smile, as if recalling his own youth.

  The old doctor was very experienced and took advantage of their inattention, grabbing Feng Chenchen's small foot with a burst of strength, "Done."

  Feng Chenchen: "Ah......"

  Zhu Ting looked at Feng Chenchen with sympathy again.

  The old doctor scribbled a few strokes and wrote out a prescription that even a ghost couldn't understand. "Young man, go get the medicine, I'll give her some good medicine, and you can leave."

  Zhū Tíng said: "Nothing's wrong, is it?"

  Old doctor: "You look tense, it's a minor thing, just wait a bit and you'll be able to move slowly again. Just don't twist it anymore, and be careful not to get it wet today, and it will be completely healed by tomorrow."

  Zhu Ting again thanked a thousand times, Feng Chenchen simply pretended to be dumb on the side. The dependence of girls is always very strong. When not speaking or doing too much, they are actually lazier than boys.

  After taking the medicine, Zhu Ting wanted to carry Feng Chenchen again, but Feng Chenchen was afraid that Zhu Ting would be too tired and insisted on walking by herself.

  The old doctor watched with relish: "He wants to carry you, just let him carry you. Carrying is safer than walking by yourself, haha..."

  This sentence is either asking me to carry it or let her walk by herself, both of us are confused...

  Finally, Zhu Ting put Feng Chenchen on the back seat of the bicycle again.

  Feng Chenchen: "Wait."

  "What's wrong?"

  Feng Chenchen took out her own white handkerchief to wipe the sweat from Zhu Ting's forehead, and Zhu Ting excitedly grabbed Feng Chenchen's slender hand (originally intended to grab the handkerchief).

  Feng Chenchen let out a soft cry and hastily withdrew her hand. Zhu Ting picked up the handkerchief again, speaking incoherently: "Thank you, I'll do it myself. Now, are we going to school or heading home? No, no, I mean I'm sending you home?"

  Feng Chenchen tilted her head and thought for a moment, "I don't know either."

  Zhu Ting said: "I think you should go home, skip a day of school, it's no big deal."

  Feng Chenchen blushed and lowered her head: "En, I'll listen to you..."