Sweetie, sleep with me tonight.

Jiang Youxi froze, instinctively covering her neck and taking a step back: "You—"

"What about me?"

Jiang Youxi narrowed her eyes, scrutinizing him.

He appeared completely at ease, showing no sign of awkwardness about this intimate gesture.

It doesn't seem intentional.

"N-nothing, I..." She paused, then noticed something unusual on his arm and immediately grabbed it to take a look.

He had a ten-centimeter-long cut on his right arm, and blood was oozing from the wound.

"You got a cut on your arm, didn't you notice?"

He Zhuo glanced at it, looking indifferent: "It's just a minor injury, nothing serious."

"The wound is so long, and you call this a minor injury?!"

Is this person made of iron? Doesn't he feel pain?!

"Go sit down quickly, let me treat your wound, otherwise it will get infected and leave a deep scar."

He Zhuo walked over and sat down.

Jiang Youxi opened the first aid kit, took out various tools, and carefully cleaned his wound.

He Zhuo looked at her in silence.

From his angle, all he could see was her pink lips beneath her high, straight nose.

She bent over, her hair falling over her slender shoulders, her hands holding tools, her movements gentle, her technique for disinfecting wounds skillful and professional.

The wound, which had been oozing blood, stopped bleeding automatically after she applied the medicine.

"You go up to everyone and bandage their wounds?"

"Yes, I'm a medical student, saving lives is what we should do," Jiang Youxi said while bandaging him. "Of course, there are two types of people I won't bandage."

Which two?

"The enemy and the uninjured."

"..."

He Zhuo chuckled: "Then what were you doing just now?"

Jiang Youxi paused for a few seconds before realizing what he meant: "You mean the thing about me treating Lao Nan's wound?"

"Is he a relative of yours?"

Jiang Youxi almost choked on her saliva: "What family? If he were my family, would I have slapped him so many times for you?"

"If they're not family, then they must be enemies?"

"Of course! I beat him up so badly, how could we not be enemies?"

She got angry when she thought about Tao Jie's boyfriend, who was still in the hospital.

Tao Jie is such a wonderful person, her boyfriend must be outstanding too.

Such a wonderful couple shouldn't suffer such an undeserved misfortune.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't bandage your enemy?"

Jiang Youxi paused, finally looking up at him: "He Zhuo, why do I feel like you're picking a fight?"

"What did you call me?"

"..."

I didn't even eat your rice, yet you're acting like a senior student?!

Remembering the agreement in the contract, Jiang Youxi wiped her face, revealing her smiling face again: "Senior He Zhuo is right, I promise! I will never bandage my enemy again! If I do, I'm a dog!"

"And me?"

"What?"

"Who am I to you?"

Jiang Youxi continued to laugh: "You are my most important creditor."

He smiled with satisfaction and patted her head affectionately: "Good girl, continue. I want to see just how important I am to you."

"Okay, Senior He Zhuo, you'd better watch carefully~"

After saying that, he pulled hard with both hands, and a sharp pain came.

He Zhuo raised an eyebrow and looked again. The strip of white gauze had been tied into a beautiful bow.

He glanced at the bow on his arm, and a strange sense of familiarity washed over him.

I remembered.

Last time, when Xiaodu injured her paw pad, this was the bow used to bandage the wound.

He Zhuo frowned: "Do you think I'm Xiao Du?"

Jiang Youxi crossed her arms over her stomach, bowed slightly, and gave a standard professional fake smile: "Yes, Senior He Zhuo, you have a good eye, you noticed it right away!"

"..."

As soon as Xie Zhao came out, he saw He Zhuo sitting there with his left hand propped up on his cheekbone, looking like a big shot, staring intently at the junior girl.

He went closer and saw the white gauze wrapped around his arm.

"Brother Zhuo, are you injured?"

"I braked too suddenly just now."

Jiang Youxi frowned: "Was this injury also caused by Lao Nan and his men?"

"Junior Yuxi, don't worry, the injury during the match was quite serious..." Meeting the man's terrifying gaze, Xie Zhao's tone shifted, "Yes! It was those bastards from Old Nan who did it!"

"Damn it, those bastards, they clearly wanted you dead!" Xie Zhao got angrier and angrier as he spoke. "Brother Zhuo, if it weren't for your good driving skills and timely dodge, you might be lying in the ICU like Lao Pei right now!"

Xie Zhao recounted the entire thrilling scene that had just unfolded on the field.

The necessary parts were cut out, and the embellishments were added, making He Zhuo's "bullied" scene sound incredibly tragic and pitiful.

Jiang Youxi snorted angrily, "I should have slapped him a few more times."

"Exactly!" Xie Zhao fanned the flames. "Junior Youxi, you should have beaten Old Nan's face into a pig's head! So he'd never be able to show his face in public again!"

"We can't beat them up anymore."

Why?

"My hands hurt."

"..."

After treating her wound, Jiang Youxi packed her things and said, "It's nothing, I'll be going now. Goodbye, everyone."

Xie Zhao clicked his tongue twice: "Look, look at junior sister Youxi, how well-behaved and polite she is! Unlike that freak, who's like a zombie, biting anyone she sees."

Who is the Mudskipper?

"It's that An Xiaoyu!" Xie Zhao couldn't keep a secret and spilled the beans in front of An Xiaoyu's best friend. "She bit me so many times last time, the teeth marks haven't faded yet!"

Jiang Youxi said, "Don't worry, Senior Xie Zhao, I will definitely pass on your message."

After saying that, he turned and left.

"Holy crap! I forgot they're sisters!" Xie Zhao collapsed, clutching her head. "I'm not going to see the sun rise tomorrow! Ah—!!"

Annoyed by the noise, He Zhuo tossed him the car keys: "Drive my car back."

After saying that, he got up and left.

"Why aren't you taking the car back with me?"

"We have a car."

"What kind of car is it?"

"Little electric scooter".

"ah??"

As Jiang Youxi walked out of the arena and got on her electric scooter, a long leg suddenly straddled her, causing the back seat to be lowered a bit.

Jiang Youxi was stunned. She turned around and looked behind her, only to find that it was He Zhuo.

With his hands in his pockets and his long legs bent and resting on the bicycle pedals, he said matter-of-factly, "Take me home."

"What? You have a car, why are you riding in mine?"

Instead of riding in a luxury car, he insisted on squeezing onto her little electric scooter.

What's wrong with you?!

"It can't be opened."

Jiang Youxi then remembered the injury on his hand: "Then ask Senior Xie Zhao to open it for you."

"There are too many ugly things on the bus, it's an eyesore."

Ugly things?

Jiang Youxi saw Xie Zhao walking out from inside and instantly understood.

Are all rich kids this pretentious?

"What, you won't take me home?"

"really……"

"Um?"

"How could that be?" Jiang Youxi smiled sweetly, "I love taking Senior He Zhuo home the most!"

Jiang Youxi took out a helmet and presented it with both hands: "Senior He Zhuo, remember to wear your helmet when you get in the car."

The man glanced at the helmet: "Whose is it?"

"It's my brother's."

"So ugly?"

It's already a favor that they gave you one to wear, and you're still being picky!

"The only one, you're not allowed to ride in the car if you don't wear it."

He Zhuo raised his gaze slightly and placed it on her head: "This hat is nice, change it."

"Mine is pink, it doesn't suit you."

He raised an eyebrow: "What, can't men wear pink?"

"...Of course."

In the end, Jiang Youxi and he exchanged helmets.

After successfully starting the electric scooter and leaving, she thought the man behind her had calmed down, but unexpectedly, every time Jiang Youxi braked, his entire chest slammed into her back, almost breaking her apart.

Jiang Youxi couldn't stand it any longer and reminded her, "Hold onto the pole behind you, that way your body won't sway so much."

"Won't."

"How could you not? It's that pole behind you! You'll find it as soon as you touch it!"

"My hand is injured, so I can't turn around behind me."

Jiang Youxi's vision went black.

He truly is an otherworldly prince!

Jiang Youxi braked and stopped the car. Turning her head, she saw that the guy had his hands in his pockets, looking lazy.

No wonder.

It's no wonder he couldn't keep his body steady when he hadn't even stretched out his hand.

Jiang Youxi grabbed his uninjured arm and placed it on the pole behind the car: "Hold on tight, don't let go until we reach our destination!"

"You'll take responsibility if my crutches dislocate?"

"Your arm isn't made of crispy skin, how could it dislocate so easily?"

"Then why does this hand hurt so much?"

"No way?"

He Zhuo released his hand and held it out to her: "Look if you don't believe me."

He looked serious, not like he was lying.

Jiang Youxi touched the bone in his arm and found a protrusion.

Whether it's true or not, Jiang Youxi wouldn't dare joke about his safety.

"Alright, then hug my waist."

"How do I hug you?"

Considering that he was experiencing ordinary life as a young master and that it was his first time riding an electric scooter and he didn't know anything about it, Jiang Youxi sat up again, grabbed his left hand, and placed it on her waist.

"Hold me like this, hold on tight, don't fall."

"So that's how you hug someone," the man smiled.

"Understood."

After saying that, he tightened his grip even more.