Male God, A Little Su

The doctor gave her a medicine to soothe the swelling, and then handed her an ice pack to let her apply it by herself.

There are too many students stumbling and hurting themselves in school all day long. Things like ice packs are all necessities.

   Then, it was Ji Wuyou’s turn.

Ji Wuyou is only sixteen years old, but he is a already a little over 170 centimeters tall.

He is thin and tall, lazily leaning on a cabinet with his arms folded, one leg bent, and his toes pointed to the floor.

The leisurely posture makes people think that this person is not in pain.

“Come on, little classmate, it’s your turn.”

  The doctor held the medicine in his hand and waved at him.

Ji Wuyou glanced at him lightly, but he said to Su Yan, “Alright?”

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Su Yan raised her eyebrows, “Hmm, yes?”

   “Let’s go then.”

  After speaking, Ji Wuyou stood up straight and lifted his chin to Su Yan.

His facial lines are beautiful, and when the lower jaw is slightly raised, the lines stretch into an alluring arc. The slender eyelashes covered his thin eyelids, like insects inhabiting his eyes.

   “Stop!”

   Ji Wuyou takes a pause and looks back.

The doctor hadn’t realized what happened, when Su Yan had already grabbed the medicine in his hand with her backhand, and then aggressively pushed Ji Wuyou onto the chair and sat down.

“what?”

He raised his eyes that were full of black air, and brows that are full of impatience.

“I won’t stop you if you want to die, but please don’t drag me together with you.”

Su Yan has not forgotten her current identity living under the fence. After all, Ji Wuyou was sunburned just to bring her to the infirmary.

Although she doesn’t need or care about it, she should still pay him back.

Ji Wuyou’s thin eyelids hang down, and his thin lips are pursed. His whole body seems to be filled with a heavy low pressure.

Su Yan’s fingers were white, as she pinched his chin very rudely, and raised his face domineeringly.

Because of the obvious contrast, the scars on Ji Wuyou’s face looks more and more horrible.

The doctor watched from the sidelines, and though if he would leave?

Because looking at the unhappiness emanating from Ji Wuyou, the air in this infirmary was about to freeze.

But still, he swallowed all the thoughts of leaving in his heart.

“You’re annoying-“

Ji Wuyou passively raised his face, feeling Su Yan’s careless medicine. Holding a cotton swab in her hand, she smeared Ji Wuyou’s face with the medicine indiscriminately.

  The brown ointment makes his handsome face look very funny.

“Unfortunately, I also think you are annoying,” Su Yan’s lips parted and closed, responding directly.

It only took a few minutes for Su Yan to apply the medicine. Before leaving, she asked the doctor for an ice pack and a parasol.

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Ji Wuyou stood at the doors and was suddenly poked in the back.

He turned his pitch black eyes and turned his head again.

Su Yan didn’t care and threw the umbrella and ice bag to him, “Hold the umbrella.”

Ji Wuyou chuckled, looking at the girl who only reached his chest. He retracted his gaze, his tone low, “I don’t need this kind of thing.”

  Su Yan: “???”

She threw Ji Wuyou a look that said that he had made a mistake, and clutched the ice pack, “I think you think too much, brother, do you want such strong ultraviolet rays to erode your sister’s delicate skin? “

   “Cough…”

   Ji Wuyou never expected to get such an answer.

He looked Su Yan up and down, and his the hand that was holding the umbrella was raised, the thin blue veins under his long sleeve, exposed.

Enduring the urge to beat Su Yan violently, he gritted his teeth and sneered, “Then I hope it can be warmer, so it can quickly evaporate you.”

Translator’s NoteJi Wuyou, tsundere much? Just kidding, it seems like he still does not like MC but still is interested in her. He must be so conflicted inside *evil laughs*