Chapter 206

Pang Zhiping also smiled, and the light of interest twinkled in his eyes: "I don't dare to teach, but how did you think of melting these herbs into medicine?"

Shu Cheng narrowed his eyes, shrugged his shoulders, leaned his head lazily on Rong Junyi's shoulder, and pointed his slender fingers to his brain, which means a special star.

Pang Zhiping: "..." he's a ghost doctor. Is he ridiculed for his IQ?!

Ridiculed... Ridiculed?!

Rong Junyi looked at someone's head suddenly close to his shoulder, and the corners of his lips raised a smile. With Obsidian eyes, he looked at Pang Zhiping, who was obviously stunned. His low voice sounded, "she's very tired today."

Pang Zhiping: "..." why is this scene so familiar?! Well... It seems like the last time a teenager came.

Pang Zhiping looked at the young man with a little pity. It's a pity that such a child proficient in medical science is so weak and delicate.

The young man, who was regarded as weak and delicate, leaned against the man's shoulder, closed his eyes and felt Pang Zhiping's vision. His eyes opened lazily, and his dark vision swept towards Pang Zhiping with a little dissatisfaction.

"Don't you go yet?" the man looked at the young man with some dissatisfaction, his eyes fell on Pang Zhiping, his eyebrows wrinkled slightly, swept towards Pang Zhiping's dark eyes, and his breath became colder and colder.

Pang Zhiping shivered all over, and goose bumps could not help crawling all over his arm. Looking at the man's vision, he lowered his head and silently withdrew to prepare medicine.

……

"He's gone." Rong Junyi's lips raised a helpless smile and couldn't help rubbing the black hair on the boy's head. "Not hot eyes."

Shu Cheng's lips were slightly raised. Last time, she didn't want to talk to Pang Zhiping. She said he had hot eyes. Unexpectedly, men remembered him.

"Ah sneeze..." Pang Zhiping sneezed on the road. He touched his nose. The weather turned cold and it was time to add clothes.

Rong Junyi picked his eyebrows and ravaged the boy's black hair. The boy looked up at the man.

Black eyes instantly caught the frost, the bright red corners of the lips caught a touch of light radian, narrowed their eyes, and a little smile in their voice, "this injury is not that you are not willing to reply to me even a message?"

Rong Junyi's eyes flashed, his lips pursed slightly, and touched his nose. Before he was injured, he really didn't have time to reply. Later, when he was better, he thought about not replying to the child first and whether the child would come to him or not.

Shu Cheng looked at the man with a smile in his eyes like agate stone. His lazy voice was elegant: "I cut mushrooms at my house this noon."

Rong Junyi frowned and obviously didn't keep up with Shu Cheng's idea. Cut mushrooms?

what do you mean?

Does it have any special meaning?

"Do you know?" Shu Cheng's red lips were lifted, his dark eyes flashed cunning, his vision swept under the man, and his faint voice sounded in the room. "Every time he cuts mushrooms, there is a feeling of being in the clean room, don't you think?"

"..." Rong Junyi recalled a human Doll "Xiaorong" who had been cut off JJ and was silent.

"So, do you want to reconsider the reason why you don't reply?" Shu Cheng narrowed his eyes and raised his red lips, but with a little dangerous breath.

Rong Junyi touched his nose.