Outright Favoritism

  Chapter 1313 Miss He, the one-meter seven-meter girl

  At half past one in the morning, Wan Lai was completely silent.

  He Yanmo took three baths in the sea view apartment before returning to his bedroom to sleep.

  After half an hour, there was a slight movement from the door.

  Shang Yin, dressed in gray home clothes, stood at the door and watched for a few seconds before turning on the night light above his head.

  Maybe too tired. The **** the bed wore cartoon two-piece pajamas and slept very deeply.

  Under the not-so-bright light, Shang Yin sat sideways on the bedside carrying the medicine box.

  He probed He Yanmo's forehead temperature with his fingers. He didn't have a fever, and his tight outline was somewhat loose.

  He Yanmo seemed to be aware of something in his sleep, his eyelashes trembled lightly, and there were faint signs of lucidity.

Shang Yin's eyes tightened, and his palm fell on the girl's back and patted her to sleep.

   Soon, He Yanmo stretched his eyebrows, rubbed the pillow, and hugged the quilt to fall asleep again.

  In a few minutes, after she was completely asleep, Shang Yin opened the medicine box and carefully rolled up He Yanmo's pajamas.

  The girl’s skin is very white, a standard cold white skin.

  Under the illumination of the night light, the scars on the two lower legs are particularly dazzling.

  Shang Yin's breath became heavy, and he felt a little distressed at the whitish edge of the wound.

  His Momo, he has been spoiled since he was a child, but he has never been squeamish.

   Despite Shang Yin's knowledge and knowledge over the years, she really did not expect that she would go to the garbage station to find Yupei in person.

   Says she is stupid, she is very smart sometimes.

   Says she is smart and always does things that are not flexible.

  Shang Yin's eyes were filled with faint waves, opened the ointment in his hand, and carefully treated He Yanmo's wound.

  Some wounds were too deep, even if the ointment had a mild medicinal effect, He Yanmo was still awakened by the sting.

  She propped up her upper body, with a trace of alertness and trance hidden in her distressed eyes.

  Until she saw the figure of Shang Yin clearly, she lay down again and said, "Brother Yin, what's the matter?"

   "Does it hurt?"

  He Yanmo twisted his ankle and replied like a dream, "It seems to hurt."

  Shang Yin took the wet wipes to wipe off the ointment from his hands, leaned over and supported He Yanmo's shoulders, and coaxed: "Sit up, go to bed after the injection."

"Oh."

  He Yanmo obeyed Shang Yin's words. She sat up softly, her expression drowsy, and her head still a little bit.

  At this time, Shang Yin rolled her sleeves up, but before they reached the deltoid muscle of the injection, the fabric of the cuffs was tightly stretched on her elbows.

  He Yanmo was still dozing off, and her hair was scattered on her shoulders. She waited for a few seconds in a daze. She squinted her nose with the tip of her nose closed, "Stop hitting?"

  At this moment, Shang Yin was holding medical scissors in his hand, and when He Yanmo was gradually sober but had no time to stop, he directly opened her sleeves from her elbows...

  A good long-sleeved pajama, now it has become a one-shoulder cut-sleeve.

  He Yanmo is completely awake.

  She looked at the fluttering sleeves, and then at a group of serious Shang Yin, patted his wrist, "Brother!"

  Shang Yin took the tetanus injection and raised his eyes, "Huh?"

  He Yanmo backhanded the buttons of his pajamas, and gestured at the neckline and said, “From here, unbutton the two buttons, and then pull the collar under the shoulder. Isn’t it easier to get an injection?”

  Shang Yin nodded slightly with a thin smile, "It seems to be."

   "It was originally." He Yanmo grabbed the cut fabric and shook it. He couldn't help but laugh, "Look at how you cut my sleeves. How do you wear this."

  Shang Yin applied iodophor on her arm, and when he unplugged the protective cover of the needle tube, he smiled lightly: “There is still a new one in the closet. Change one later.”

   "Okay...hiss..."

  He Yanmo pouted and murmured, and as a result, Shang Yin's tetanus needle pierced her muscles directly.

  The sore eyelids of the little girl jumped, but because of face, she hurriedly pursed the corners of her mouth and said nothing.

  He Yanmo is good with everything, but he is afraid of pain since he was a child.

  In the words of Godmother Li Qiao, she belongs to the category of people who are particularly sensitive to pain.

  Otherwise, she would not take analgesics to relieve the pain.

  Shang Yin finished the injection, pinched her soft cheek, and said helplessly: "I'm obviously afraid of pain, and I have to run to the garbage dump to do my best. You are still the same as before, and you will never grow up."

   Hearing the sound, He Yanmohu retorted with a face, "Why, I used to be one meter and one meter, now I am one meter and seven!"

  Shang Yin packed up the medicine box, raised his hand and patted her head, "Even if you rounded up, you would be at most 165."

  He Yanmo hugged his shoulders and did not speak, but Yu Guang looked at Shang Yin secretly, as if waiting for him to coax.

At this time, Shang Yin put the medicine box on the table, took out a new set of pajamas from the closet, and folded it back in front of He Yanmo, "Okay, Miss He, who is 1.7 meters tall, change into pajamas and go to bed. It’s not that there will be classes tomorrow morning."

  Miss He who is 1.7 meters away...

  He Yanmo gave him a glance, then took the pajamas and mumbled softly, “I’m sure I can grow to 1.7 meters. If you don’t believe me, wait.”

  Shang Yin bends forward, his eyes are very fond of responding: "Well, I'm waiting."

  ……

  Early the next morning, He Yanmo was sent back to school.

  Before getting off the car, Shang Yin grabbed her arm and whispered, "I will pick you up the next weekend."

   "Okay~" He Yanmo softly agreed, looking at Shang Yin's clearly contoured face, his eyes flashed, "Brother Yin, my hand still hurts a bit."

Shang Yin gestured to take the ointment, but He Yanmo spread his palm and sent it to his lips, "If you don't apply the medicine, you can just blow it twice."

  The girl’s coquettishness was straightforward and magnanimous, and Shang Yin's lips raised a faint smile, "Next time you get hurt, you won't blow it."

  As he spoke, he spread out her palm and blew. Finally, he pinched her finger and said, "Let Qing Lei send you in. Call me whenever you have anything to do."

   "Okay, goodbye."

  After a while, He Yanmo and Qing Lei walked into the campus, and the girl looked back at the street, "Brother Qing Lei, didn't you just send me to the campus?"

   "Miss He, I'll help you change the dormitory."

  He Yanmo raised her eyebrows, "I chose the four-person room specially..."

   "The host has arranged a single dormitory for you. If you don't want to live on campus, there is a school district apartment outside the west gate."

  He Yanmo looked up at the sky, "Just can’t live with others like a normal student, right?"

   Qing Lei looked at her, "Miss He, you are indeed not suitable for sharing with others at the moment."

   "You might as well just say that I am careless and have no sense of prevention."

  Qinglei pondered for a few seconds, and said tactfully, “You are still young, and it’s the first time you live on campus. It’s not a bad thing to experience more things.”

  He Yanmo glanced at him, and walked forward sullenly.

  She knew that Qing Lei was comforting her.

   was targeted for the first time, calculated for the first time, and left home for the first time in a real sense. He Yanmo found that his method of handling problems was not sophisticated enough.

  The little girl was a little disappointed, and she was depressed all morning.

  There is still a big gap between myself and Brother Yin.

  He has been nurtured and trained by the family in Parma for the past eight years, and she has also tried to catch up with him in the past eight years.

  But, it seems not enough...

  (End of this chapter)