The school grass is the teacher: Teacher Gao Leng, please ask questions

Chapter 855 He Is My God (1)

There is still a lot of time before the train ticket is bought, Luo Cong can't go anywhere, he can only eat the "amendment" sent by the supermarket, and watch TV on the sofa.Liu Tian was sent out by her to find safflower oil at the pharmacy, and she specifically asked him to buy something that was easy to carry, and not to burden her suitcase.

Liu Tian was also very obedient, she came back within ten minutes after going out, said that she found a small pharmacy nearby and bought a bottle of safflower oil, and asked her if she needed anything else.

Luo Congcong couldn't say that she still needed to go to the bathroom, so she could only wave her hands in a sly way: "I don't have anything to do with you for now, you can go home first, and come back when I'm going to the train station..."

"Then shall I buy you lunch?"

"So much food is enough for me to deal with a meal."

Seeing that she was so persistent, Liu Tian didn't ask any further questions, and told her to call him if she had anything to do, and then left.As soon as Luo Congcong heard the sound of the room door being closed, he immediately threw the safflower oil in his hand, clutching his stomach in pain: "Damn... but my stomach hurts at this time... it's because I'm not unlucky enough. Bar……"

But no matter how much she cursed, the physical problem still had to be sorted out.But she was too embarrassed to bother Liu Tian with such things, so she could only rely on herself.

Luo Congcong tentatively put his right foot on the ground and exerted a little force, hey, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. In a cold sweat.

She took a deep breath, and rubbed her right hand vigorously on the instep. The smell of safflower oil filled her nostrils, making her frown again and again.When the pain in her right foot was a little less, she put her left foot on the ground again, exerting force slowly...

Hey, it seems that it can be barely used!
Luo Congcong happily took the coat rack she had asked Liu Tian to move over, with her right foot hanging in the air and her left foot exerting force, using the coat rack as a crutch, and limping towards the bathroom.

"It's the New Year's Eve, it really makes me unhappy... I don't know who to blame..." She kept muttering, and finally walked to the bathroom after a lot of effort, and then let out a long sigh of relief.

After solving the physical problem in the bathroom, Luo Congcong faced the problem of going back to the sofa from the bathroom.She looked at the sofa which was not far away at ordinary times, but now she felt that it was farther away than the Milky Way, gritted her teeth, and moved forward with small steps on the coat rack...

"Boom bang bang."

Before finishing moving, Luo Cong heard a knock on the door, she subconsciously shouted: "I will check out in a few hours! I will pay the extra fee!" She thought to herself Seeing that the society would reimburse him anyway, he didn't care much and went to the sofa.

At this time, the people outside were still knocking on the door, saying: "It's me, senior sister! I brought you lunch! Can you work hard and open the door for me?"

"You...I..." Luo Cong looked down at the sofa close at hand with nothing to love, and could only move the coat rack with tears in his eyes, "You are really... the plague god of senior sister..."

It took a lot of effort to open the door, and Liu Tian walked in immediately: "The dumplings made by my mother, I heard that you were injured, so let me bring them to you... Senior sister, don't walk around, I will carry you on your back." Go to the sofa..."

Luo Congcong gave a huge white eye when he heard the words: "Don't let me walk around...hehe...I don't know who I came here for..."

Liu Tian put the fresh-keeping box full of dumplings on the coffee table, trotted over and bent down with his back to her: "I'll carry you."

"Come on, I can walk by myself." Luo Cong moved the coat rack a step.

"You can't use force even if your left foot is sprained."

"What kind of stuffing are you making dumplings? Why is your mother so nice...Hey, why do you put me down! Fuck Liu Tian, ​​you are sick, put me down!"

(End of this chapter)