After the bet, today is the third day, Qianqian is still practicing Latin dance hard, the dance must be full of strength, and the waist must be twisted quickly and accurately, it is difficult to control without a little skill, so Hua Jing always feels sorry for Qianqian, and she twisted it accidentally.

"Qianqian, you can take a break, it's not a way to practice like this, look at you, your waist is twisted again!"

"I can't rest, I must learn it within two weeks, Hua Jing, you can help me, can you help me?" The thought that she might not see her brother for the rest of her life made her so sad that she wanted to die, so even if she tried her best, she had to learn this difficult Latin dance.

Hua Jing looked at her with teary eyes helplessly, bit her lip weakly and said, "Okay, let's practice again, if it really doesn't work, you have to tell me about it, otherwise your body will be useless!"

"Well, thank you Hua Jing. Spinning, and then twisting quickly to turn her body back, behind this gorgeous dance is a difficult process, Qianqian's feet are also worn out, and her waist is sprained because she is not soft enough, but she can endure it, and work hard to complete the not-so-beautiful dance steps, and finally fell down again, Hua Jing finally couldn't help it: "Don't practice, I'll be here today, go back first, I'll rest enough tonight, and I'll practice well tomorrow." ”

Qianqian pressed her hand to her waist and gritted her teeth with a painful expression: "Okay then." She doesn't blame others, she only blames herself for her lack of talent, but this Latin dance is too difficult to learn, and there is still more than a week to go, and she suddenly loses confidence.

After going back that night, she lay on the bed and didn't dare to move, she took some medicine indiscriminately, but it was still very painful, so she had to bite her lower lip and endure the pain, and it didn't take long for Yan Zhengxi to come back, seeing that she didn't come down to eat, she asked the housekeeper to call her down in a cold voice.

Steward Xiao walked down alone and said respectfully to his master, "Young Master, Miss Luo, she said that she has no appetite and doesn't want to eat." ”

"Hmph, does she really think she's the master? tell her to get down!"

"Young master, this!" Steward Xiao looked embarrassed, although Yan Zhengxi was the master of this, but Qianqian treated them very well, so she still hoped that the young master would treat her well.

"Go, don't let me say it a second time. ”

In the end, Qianqian had to endure the pain and walked down, a short distance on weekdays, but today it was very difficult, came to the living room and sat opposite him, only to see that his face was not good-looking, he looked at her coldly, and asked indifferently: "I don't have any appetite, is it because I have no appetite?"

"It's not. ”

"Hmph, I told you not to forget who you are, and don't give me anything to think about. ”

"Got it. Gloomily lowered her head and used dinner quietly, the atmosphere after that was still depressing and cold, the two did not talk again, Qianqian finally ate something, and then went upstairs!

was afraid that he would break in again, so she lay down early and pretended to sleep, but she didn't expect him to have the key, and as soon as the door opened, she secretly waited for something to bear, so she didn't dare to move, lying on the bed and breathing slowly, Yan Zhengxi really thought she was asleep, and an inaudible sigh still floated into her ears, which suddenly suffocated her heart.

Suddenly he sat down beside her, his eyes gloomy on her back, when his hand touched her waist, Qianqian endured the pain to death, and refused to open her eyes, but the long eyelashes that fluttered slightly betrayed her.

A cold voice escaped from his mouth: "How long are you going to pretend to be asleep?" Qianqian heard that her heart was weak for a while, and it took a long time before she dared to open her eyes and stare at him, and the appearance of enduring the pain made Yan Zhengxi deeply puzzled, lowered her eyes and looked at the slender waist under her hands, and couldn't help but use a little more force, Qianqian finally couldn't bear it anymore and cried out.

"You hurt your waist?" frowned, his face deep.

Qianqian endured the pain and lightly opened her red lips: "Don't worry about it, yes, I hurt my waist, do you still want to force me to sleep with you?"

His eyes shot at her sharply, and his voice was cold: "Luo Qianqian, don't provoke me." ”

Then Qianqian didn't speak and lay on the bed in pain and couldn't move, and Yan Zhengxi left after saying that, she was relieved, but she was pinched so hard by him just now, and her back hurt even more.

Just as she was trying to get up and get some painkillers to eat, Yan Zhengxi actually walked back with a medicine box in her hand, and Qianqian wrung her eyebrows and glared at him vigilantly.

"Lift up your clothes. I saw him open the medicine box, but Qianqian was very uneasy, and asked vigilantly, "What do you want to do?"

When he heard this, he looked at her vigilant face and said with a sneer, "What else do I want to do, do you really think I am a beast?"

"......" Qianqian was speechless, but she was still unwilling to lift her clothes to her chest, revealing the snow-white but slightly red and swollen waist, she was lying on her stomach, so she didn't see his eyes when he looked at her waist, and revealed a trace of pity in his forbearance, and then his hand did not gently apply the bone-setting medicine to her wound, and then rubbed it vigorously, Qianqian's hand grabbed the sheet, biting her lip and not daring to scream.

His hand was large and powerful, and the deep callus kept rubbing against her delicate skin, faintly hot, and in an instant the wound rolled up, hot and numb, and the pain was much lessened.

It's just that she has a lot of sweat on her forehead, her lower lip is almost bitten, her brows are still tightly wruffled, and finally the strength on her waist disappears, and gradually she smells a strong smell of ointment, and then sticks to her waist injury, and her skin seeps into a cool air, which suddenly makes her waist injury much more comfortable.

Yan Zhengxi wiped his hands with wet tissues, then packed up the medicine box, stood up and walked away coldly, but Qianqian had a good impression of him inexplicably in his heart, but the word thank you couldn't be opened, and the two of them missed it silently.

He didn't ask her how her back injury came about, but silently drugged her, what did he want to explain about this move? Qianqian didn't understand, but she knew that he wasn't really so ruthless, maybe he still had a conscience hidden in his heart.