Chapter Ninety-Two: The Fiery Practice Room
That night, Jin Haoyu was working overtime in the company to make the final adjustments to the recorded songs, when suddenly the mobile phone next to him vibrate.
Kim Ho-woo was very upset when his work was interrupted, and when he saw that the electric man was Tiffany, who had been looking for her a lot recently, he thought he was just looking for her to chat, so he threw it aside and ignored it.
But after failing once, the other party called again without stopping.
The buzzing vibration made it impossible for him to concentrate on his work, and he reached out to answer the phone at the thought that the other party would not continue to harass him like this before.
"Hello?"
"Oppa, where are you now?" Tiffany's voice was a little crying.
Jin Haoyu suddenly felt a little bad when he heard this, and hurriedly replied: "I'm in the company, what's wrong?" What happened? You don't have to rush, speak slowly. โ
โoppaโฆ My feet twisted again. โ
Listening to Tiffany's tone of voice that was about to cry, he stood up suddenly, grabbed the coat beside him, and said with his head and shoulders between his head and shoulder, "Don't worry, where are you now?" What about brokers? โ
"I... I'm in the company's practice room, and I'm alone. Tiffany replied with a choked voice.
"Okay, you wait, don't move, I'll go over right away."
When Jin Haoyu heard this, he quickly hung up the phone and walked out of the recording studio quickly.
With a bang, Kim Ho-woo pushed open the door of the Girls' Generation special practice room and walked in.
At a glance, he saw Tiffany sitting in the middle of a large, empty room, turning her head to look at him with red circles.
โoppa~โ
She screamed softly, looking at Jin Haoyu's face, it seemed that she couldn't hold back anymore, her mouth pursed, and tears fell out with a whin.
"Don't, don't, yes! What are you crying for, I didn't see you cry during the earthquake, why is it like this now. โ
Jin Haoyu looked at this scene with a big head, he was most afraid that a woman would cry in front of him, and he would have no choice when a woman cried.
He sat down at Tiffany's feet, gently lifted her up with his left hand under her right calf, and carefully removed the shoe from her right foot with his right hand, trying not to touch the injury.
Suddenly, the slightly red and swollen ankle was exposed, he looked left and right, touched it lightly with his hand, and then looked up and said, "Ah, don't cry, it's not a big deal, it's just a little sprain, and it's all right after a day or two of rest." โ
"Really, really?"
Tiffany asked as she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, raised her head and sobbed.
Jin Haoyu looked at her wolf bรจi funny, her hair was sticking to her cheeks and the corners of her mouth because of tears, fortunately she was without makeup today, and she didn't wear makeup, otherwise she would have become a big cat.
"Really, trust me, don't worry. When did you become so vulnerable? I haven't seen you shed a single tear when the sky fell before, really..."Jin Haoyu said with a chuckle.
Tiffany's face turned red, she covered her face with her hands, and lowered her head.
"Take it and wipe it, wait for me, and I'll be back soon."
After Jin Haoyu handed her a stack of tissues, he got up and left the practice room.
Tiffany heard the door closing, revealing her face and quickly picking it up in embarrassment.
Although she is an emotional person, she will never show her fragile side in front of outsiders, but as soon as she saw Jin Haoyu, she immediately couldn't control her feelings.
Yes... What a shame, Tiffany thought speechlessly, as she tended to her own face.
She is actually a person who loves face, but for some reason, she feels that she is embarrassed in front of Jin Haoyu, but she does not feel very embarrassed or angry, she just feels shy.
She was afraid that she would not be able to return because of her injury just now, and it was not because of pain or anything, but after hearing Jin Haoyu's confirmation, her mood calmed down.
At this time, she suddenly heard the sound of the door opening behind her, and hurriedly ran her hair with both hands and adjusted her hairstyle.
She was without makeup, and she was a little swollen because of crying, which made her feel very shy and embarrassed in her heart when she faced Jin Haoyu with her own attitude.
At this time, I saw Jin Haoyu come to her with some bottles and cans, and sat down again.
"Stop crying?" Kim Ho-woo smiled as he swung what he had brought.
Since the company's trainees, debut artists and backup dance teams often practice dancing, it is inevitable that there will be injuries, so the company has prepared common emergency medicines.
"Hmm... I'm sorry, oppa, I made a big fuss. Tiffany said embarrassedly.
Jin Haoyu picked up a jar and shook it, and with a bang, he sprayed a painkiller spray accurately at her ankle.
"It's nothing, people can't help but scare themselves, after all, you dislocated not long ago. But why do you wear high heels to dance, don't you know how to wear sneakers? โ
Tiffany watched curiously as Jin Haoyu opened a bottle of medical alcohol and poured it into a ceramic dish, and said, "Because I haven't danced in high heels for a long time, I'm afraid that I won't be able to adapt to it on stage, so I want to practice first, but I didn't expect oppa, what are you doing?" โ
Jin Haoyu didn't answer her question, and after lighting the lighter and leaning over, the alcohol was instantly ignited, and blue flames appeared.
"Then you have to think about your own situation, it will be messy."
As he spoke, he pulled Tiffany's right leg into his arms and placed it on his lap, groping her ankles and insteps back and forth with his hands.
โoppa๏ผ What are you doing! โ
Tiffany wanted to pull her leg back in an instant, but she couldn't escape at all under Kim Ho-woo's clamp.
Tiffany, who had never been touched by a man like this, suddenly turned a strange complexion, and a strange tingling sensation came from the end, making her feel itchy.
"Don't move! Be honest! I'll give you a massage, and I'll be fine in a while. โ
Seeing that it was almost over, Jin Haoyu twisted his body slightly, and his hands instantly plunged into the still burning alcohol, and after staying for a moment, he pulled it out and began to gently massage the red and swollen ankles.
"Ahh
Tiffany looked at Kim Haoyu's behavior in surprise, she had never seen anyone put their hand into the flames, she covered her mouth in horror and asked, "oppa~ Aren't you in pain?" โ
Jin Haoyu lowered his head and focused on massage, and replied casually without raising his head: "Of course it doesn't hurt, don't you know that the temperature of the flame heart is very low?" Didn't study chemistry in class? โ
Tiffany pursed her lips, and secretly said in her heart how would she know, she had been a trainee, well, she didn't attend much class, where would she remember this.
After feeling the temperature of his hands drop, Jin Haoyu leaned into the alcohol again from time to time, and then continued to massage.
Tiffany stared straight at Kim Haoyu's focused side face, as the strength of his hands continued to change, a warm touch and incomparable comfort came from his feet, feeling him constantly caressing every inch of skin on his feet, enduring the continuous trembling sensation that came from it, her heart gradually became hot.
PS: The second one is served, and there is another one in the evening, and the author is rolling all over the ground begging**.