Zhou Xiaoyi originally came after adjusting her mentality. After all, even if she thanked her for so many typesetting soldiers, she would feel a little embarrassed.

But when the black eyes with vortexes looked over, the thoughts in my mind were like water vapor, and they instantly evaporated cleanly!

"I, I..." Zhou Xiaoyi, who has always been very eloquent, actually stuttered. Her face turned slightly red. In desperation, she sent the things in her hand forward, "This is for you!"

An Yunshan was stunned, his eyes fell on the small bottle, he was confused, and then looked up at Zhou Xiaoyi again.

"Thank you, if it weren't for you yesterday, I might not have been able to perform normally!" Zhou Xiaoyi quickly adjusted herself. In front of so many people, her face felt a little embarrassed, "This is a sludge for you, it works very well, um~ your arm... hurts very much, right?"

An Yunshan was a little surprised, and some of her behaviors and actions were subconscious. She was originally a soldier. In her opinion, it was normal to block that, so she didn't expect someone to give her a blow cream.

An Yunshan stood up, looked at Zhou Xiaoyi's eyes, and said, "Thank you, I've applied the medicine."

Although she was politely rejected, Zhou Xiaoyi's eyes were slightly brighter. This soldier brother was so polite, which shows that she must have a good upbringing.

The soldiers in rows of soldiers were already stunned. The art troupe's troupe actually came to deliver medicine to this guy who was airborne?!

What happened last night? Because everyone was scattered, everyone only knew that An Yunshan was smashed, but no one knew about the process.

Zhou Xiaoyi pursed her lips and smiled slightly, "Showing is very important to me, so I really hope you can accept this bottle of medicine!" Her voice was gentle and gentle, sweet but not greasy, and she was the type that would make people feel soft when listening to the sound alone.

She paused, her face flushed and fainted, "If, if you don't have a good time applying yourself, I can help you."

Click!

The sound of chopsticks falling made Zhou Xiaoyi's face flush completely in an instant.

The people in rows opened their mouths one by one, and even Cui Dali had his eyes widened. This sounded very proactive.

Not only them, but also the soldiers sitting next to them were all dumbfounded.

Isn’t the art troupe so easy to talk to at all?

Are they blind?

Many soldiers hoped to have a good relationship with this seemingly easy-going Tuanhua, who was not easy to get close to, but were all turned away.

What's going on today? Tuanhua actually took the initiative to approach whom!

The people who saw this scene focused on the figure standing straight and calm.

Is this guy the one who landed in a row and a squad?

A little white face?

In just one second, An Yunshan added a nickname.

It turns out that Tuanhua likes this kind of weak little white-faced type!

The jealous people have some distortion in their hearts, and the envious people have also turned hostile to An Yunshan.

As for Zhou Xiaoyi's words, if you don't accept them, you will be pretentious. An Yunshan took the bottle of medicine and looked at Zhou Xiaoyi seriously.

"Thank you, this bottle of medicine is enough."

The quiet and low voice made Zhou Xiaoyi smile and pursed her lips, "I really don't need my help?"

"No."

Zhou Xiaoyi quickly adapted to the surrounding gaze. She was the person standing on the stage, but under the gaze of An Yunshan's black eyes with vortex, she gradually couldn't stand it.

"I, I still have a rehearsal. I'll go back first if I'm fine."
Chapter completed!