Kapitel 541: Target

He glanced at ye sang and felt that talking to this little girl was like talking to a cow.

Ye sang's knee was only a little broken, but it was not serious. She casually put down the leg of her rolled-up pants, stretched lazily, said goodbye to the school doctor, and prepared to leave.

She would definitely not be able to attend this class.

Ye sang could not stay in the infirmary all the time. She sighed. Just as she was about to find a cool place to squat, her head was patted. The young man next to her rolled up his cufflinks and glanced at her casually.

Then he said indifferently, "Let's go."

"Where are we going?"

Ye sang covered the top of her head, unhappy that he patted her.

Her mother said.

The reason why she was short was that she used to pat her own head stupidly when she was young.

Now That Ye sang had remembered this tragic lesson, she usually did not allow anyone to touch her.