"Ahhhh, I'm not clean anymore, I was hugged by a smelly man, I am not clean anymore..."

Tang·Smelly Man·Front: "???"

"What are you muttering?" Tang Qian raised his lips, smiling dangerously.

Rong Huang's plush socks were only halfway through, and suddenly heard Tang Qian's voice ringing in his ears, he flicked the socks out with a shake of his hand.

The white plush socks nearly smashed the tip of Tang Qian's nose and landed on the coffee table.

Tang Qian's eyes froze for a moment, and he took the plush sock sideways casually, and then squeezed Rong Huang's ankle with one hand.

"Why are you!" The villain didn't know the identity of his foot-washing maid at all, and even dared to touch her little jiojio.

Tang Qian pressed Rong Huang and said in a dumb voice, "Don't move, put on you socks."

Rong Huang is not only petite, but also petite and cute with his feet. The pink toes are like shells, and the cyan veins on the instep are clearly visible.

Seeing Tang Qian staring at his feet, Rong Huang suddenly became a little shy and moved his toes.

Tang Qian pursed his lips and patted Rong Huang's instep, "Don't move."

Rong Huang coughed and did not move.

Tang Qian put the girl's feet on his legs, and put the plush socks on Rong Huang.

"Okay, it's time to go back." Tang Qian patted Rong Huang's head and whispered.

Rong Huang pursed his lips and exhaled. Just now... a little bit out of breath.

I'm afraid something is wrong?

Rong Huang took a deep breath while bulging his cheeks. After confirming that his breathing became smooth again, he changed his shoes and went back to school with Tang Qian.

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Because before Tang Qian ignored the presence of so many people around him and directly took Rong Huang away, now it took so long for the two of them to come back, and they received a lot of people's attention for a while.

Rong Huang didn't notice his nerves, so he slid his short legs and ran straight to Shift 5.

Tang Qian didn't seem to notice, with his hands in his pockets, dangling behind Rong Huang, like a knight guarding the princess all the way.

By the end of the fourth class, Rong Huang felt that he had a bit of a cold.

Dizziness.

"Yueyue, don't you feel my heat?" Rong Huang's cheeks flew with two blushes, his eyes straightened, and he softly spoke to Dang Yue.

Dang Yue touched, "You have a fever. Why didn't you tell me earlier? Go to the infirmary for a needle."

"Have a needle?" Rong Huang's mind flashed with a cold needle, and a Ji Ling suddenly became sober a little, and shook his head frantically, "No, I don't."

It hurts.

She didn't want it.

Tang Qian, who had never skipped class for the first time, heard the conversation between the two in the front seat, and his drowsiness disappeared.

Rong Huang cast a squint in front of Tang, his eyes gleaming, "You're a foot-washing maid, you don't have to talk!"

Before Tang: "..."

Dang Yue: "..."

Tang Qian suddenly thought of what Rong Huang had asked him in his small apartment before, dare you to treat him as a foot-washing maid?

Before Tang, she gritted her teeth and looked at the burnt-out little girl, hoping to wait for you to feel better in the future.

"Take you to the infirmary." Tang Qian asked Dang Yue to step aside, and then squatted in front of Rong Huang.

"Hehe, are you going to carry me?" Rong Huang rubbed his hands with excitement, grinning with a mouthful of white teeth, "Then I'm welcome." After finishing speaking, he threw himself on Tang Qian's back.

The one before Tang might as well, almost fell forward.

Before Tang's sharp eyes swept over the gossiping people around, everyone quickly stopped laughing.

Tang Qian retracted his gaze with satisfaction, strode toward the door, and turned Rong Huang on his back, "How heavy are you Rong Xiaohuang?"