Su Xiang looked distrustful, given that this person has a lot of criminal records, she has not forgotten the happy days of sending Yingying Yanyan in the past, but she only cared about watching the excitement of those little girls at the beginning, now thinking about it, it seems that all of them are grown up in Zhou Sichen's aesthetics, is it the daughter of Laizhou International, or the female elite Miss Jiang who just came back from studying abroad last year......

Su Xiang had already begun to recall the clues in his heart and made a list, and Xiao Zhou, who was immersed in painful and joyful conjectures on the other side, was still happy in ignorance.

Zhou Sichen threw down the blanket and rubbed against her, his eyes fell on the bright red on the woman's neck, and his face was stained with a suspicious flush.

Su Xiang glared at him: "Where do you look?"

This person looked like he was on top of discarded paint, and when he thought of Zhou Sichen's performance last night, he confirmed that he was by no means a novice in this matter. As soon as the thought of seven-seven-eighty-eight came out, he ran wildly, and Su Xiang was extremely depressed, so he whispered to the man: "Think about it, let me hug it again." And when he reached for her, he lifted his foot neatly and quickly from the gap in the quilt—

Kick it out with incredible accuracy.

With a muffled snort, the man who rolled out of bed with the thin quilt sat on the ground blankly, and the two stared at each other in mid-air.

When Zhou Sichen tried to stand up, he froze in a strange posture-

He held his waist, and the expression on his face was like a movie replaying in slow motion, showing the stiffness and jerkiness of the moment.

Su Xiang didn't use much force for this kick, considering that the dog man was already galloping on the road to Bensan, and she didn't kick it when she was old, she only symbolically shook her kick, but she didn't expect Zhou Sichen to avoid the action too much, and one fell out of bed without paying attention.

Su Xiang was a little distressed, but she was angry now, and the hand that wanted to reach over moved to her side, and finally gently stroked the broken hair around her ear, she snorted dissatisfiedly, and deliberately didn't look at him.

Zhou Sichen stood motionless under the bed.

After a while, Su wanted to look at each other.

Angry?

Thinking of this person's consistent high-minded posture, he wants Xiao Zhou to be in charge of everything, and now she gave him a kick that really touched the man's scales. is used to being pampered and arrogant, she even forgot this bit of proportion, even if Zhou Sichen loves her so much and tolerates her, but marriage related to men's dignity is always a cordon.

"I'm ......," she said.

Unexpectedly, just as she was about to speak, Zhou Sichen, who was pestled underneath, was excited, and hurriedly retorted before her words: "No! My waist is fine! Don't think about it!"

Su thought: "?"

Sue thought, "What's wrong with your waist?"

Zhou Sichen's face was no longer ordinarily red, and the pain that could not be ignored coupled with Su Xiang's blazing scrutiny, he finally lowered the man's proud head.

Maintaining the posture of supporting his waist and making another move, Zhou Sichen's tone was very depressed: "The waist is twisted." ”

Just as women never admit that they are fat, the common problem of men is that they will never tolerate others saying that they have a bad waist. Zhou Sichen is first-class in body management, just because Su Xiang was once infatuated with several international male models, and he was not afraid of death and persistently called others "husband".

So he swore that he would definitely train the invincible first-class model body in the universe, so that this group of men who walked the catwalk had no way out.

The fact is that he has indeed practiced, and his figure is so first-class that he doesn't look like a long-term office sitter at all, but Su Xiang's preferences have become faster than the bank's cash flow accounts, and when he deliberately wore loose robes in the living room many times, he heard Su Xiang talking to Song Zhiyin on the phone.

"But I'm not interested. Hey, what are those old men, recently I've been chasing a few young fresh meat who have just debuted, how exciting is the cultivation system, how can the flesh be comparable to an old man of twenty-seven or eight, let's just say this waist, if you bounce on the stage for three or four minutes like a young man, it will definitely be wasted, right?

So, Zhou Sichen, who was inspired by fitness, decisively dropped the fitness equipment at hand and plunged headlong into the Haohao Brigade of elderly health.

The hard work pays off, and the long-term persistence has made small achievements, which Su Xiang in bed last night can prove.

Su Xiang reacted for a few seconds, only to realize what was wrong with Zhou Sichen's appearance as if he was facing a great enemy, but he was twisted to his waist, which she could completely understand, looking at the man's disgraced face, she couldn't help but comfort intimately: "Call Li Yanchuan and ask him to take you to the hospital, you are old and be careful in your activities, but men are generally like this when they reach this age, you don't have psychological pressure." ”

Zhou Sichen's face gradually turned pale from the original gray defeat to the old man in the case of Su Xiang, and he almost couldn't bear to faint on the spot, he gritted his teeth and said word by word: "No need to call Li Yanchuan! I won't go to the hospital! I'm fine!"

This is very stubborn, Su Xiang doesn't understand what is so reckless about this kind of thing, even if Zhou Sichen usually likes to be glamorous and glittering everywhere, but it's like eating and shitting and farting, it's a person who has to be injured when he goes to the hospital.

Obviously, when he was injured and hospitalized two years ago, how natural and calm, this idol burden is getting heavier and heavier with age.

Zhou Sichen held his waist and continued to emphasize: "My waist is very good, and now there is nothing to do, I don't have to go to the hospital." ”

Su Xiang said: "Zhou Sichen, you are not a child anymore, and going to a hospital will not lose your face as President Zhou." ”

"It's not a hospital problem!" Zhou Sichen stressed loudly.

"What's the problem then?" Su Xiang's patience was almost exhausted, she didn't understand what Zhou Sichen was drilling today.

endured and endured, endured and couldn't bear it, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, Zhou Sichen stared at her and said solemnly: "My waist, it's very good, today is an accident." ”

Su Xiang nodded understandingly: "I know." ”

"No! you don't know!" Zhou Sichen couldn't bear the deep comfort in her eyes, this comfort seemed to confirm his age, gritted his teeth, and he said, "I, not old!"

*

Zhou Sichen was unreasonable for more than half an hour, and in the end, Su Xiang succeeded in calling Li Yanchuan over and sending him to the hospital, when Li Yanchuan came, he saw Zhou Sichen walking out of the gate with his waist propped up, and his head was a sentence: "Xiao Zhou, you are light, I will support you, the man's waist is particularly important, don't leave sequelae." ”

The person who had not been calm for long heard this sentence and immediately shot an alert gaze, "Secretary Li, am I old?"

Li Yanchuan didn't know why, but he still answered honestly: "You are twenty-seven years old this year, and twenty-eight if you are a virtual age, but after a while, your birthday will be twenty-nine, and you will successfully enter the age of thirty in another year!

Obviously it was a compliment, but Li Yanchuan felt that the person in his hand was fluttering.

This Xiao Zhou must be so happy, he thought with relief.