Villain's Strategy

72

The injury on the forehead was the same type as Qin Jiashu's on Thursday last week. The two of them hit the electric pole one after another, but Wen Zhichu used too much force, and a big swelling swelled up on the spot, and he was bleeding after returning home. , looked appalling.

He thought it would be fine in a few days, but who knows that the swelling has gradually disappeared in the past few days, but the bruise is still there, and it has even started to turn black and purple.

Qin Jiashu held Wen Zhichu's hair on the opponent's head with a big hand, and the dense black hair was interspersed between his slender fingers.

Seeing Qin Jiashu's increasingly gloomy face, Wen Zhichu was afraid that the other party would not believe him and hurriedly continued: "It's really not someone else... what others did, I did it myself."

"I... I did it on my own."

The Sky Meow Elf was speechless for a moment.

[System: Can you stop saying idioms in front of him. 】

Wen Zhichu made a puzzled voice, "Why?"

[System: I'm afraid he will supplement your Chinese. 】

Wen Zhichu: ...

It was he who wasn't careful enough.

As he spoke, he slightly raised his head and looked at the other party, wanting to defend himself a few more words, then suddenly met the other party's gaze.

Qin Jiashu has thick eyebrows and deep eyes, and a straight nose. Those dark eyes are full of emotions, seriousness and reproach are covered on the surface, but it seems...

Wen Zhichu's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly lowered his head as if being scalded by the other party's eyes, for a while, he was as quiet as a chick.

Qin Jiashu was feeling sorry for him...

Wen Zhichu lowered his head suddenly, and the round heads of his subordinates also suddenly pulled away. At this time, he lowered his head, and the hair that had been lifted up was raised up, looking very funny.

Qin Jiashu looked at the flying hand, and then withdrew it.

There was a stern questioning in the deep magnetic voice, but there was a little helplessness in it, but the tone did not soften in the slightest, "Why don't you be careful."

"me…"

[System: I thought of an excuse for you. 】

Wen Zhichu's eyes lit up, "Heavenly meow elves, you are indeed mud!!"

[System: Don't you have selective blindness? You just say that you have a sudden illness. 】

Wen Zhichu: ...

"No, thanks."

[System: Why? 】

"There is a saying that it is better to rely on others than to rely on yourself."

[System: But I'm not human. 】

"No one can be trusted, let alone you."

Sky Meow Elf: ...

Well done.

Wen Zhichu groaned for a long time before choking out a sentence, "I will...be careful in the future."

Looking at the wound on the forehead of the person, it seems that it has not been treated, and some places seem to have the color of medicine.

Qin Jiashu asked directly, "Have you seen a doctor?"