Although Zhou Xuanmo didn't care about the little injury on his foot, and planned to continue to dedicate himself to the cause of "stepping on his feet" in the afternoon, Gu Qingqing estimated that if he was stepped on like this, I am afraid that the big boss would have to go to the company on crutches tomorrow.

So, she had an idea and said: "I watch that sometimes a person can dance on TV, for example, there is a movie clip where a woman is holding an umbrella to entertain herself, I can also follow suit!" ”

"......" Zhou Xuanmo endured and endured, but he couldn't hold back, and asked, "Don't you think that's stupid?" ”

"I'm stupid or your feet suck, either." Gu Qingqing glanced at Zhou Xuanmo's feet, which were getting closer and closer to the pig's trotters, and complained expressionlessly.

"......" Zhou Xuanmo had nothing to say, what else could he say?

So, Gu Qingqing took an umbrella and began her solo training plan. And Zhou Xuanmo took out his laptop computer and sat aside, occasionally raising his eyes and moving his mouth to correct her irregular movements.

At first, this exercise seems to work well. But after only twenty or so minutes, Gu Qingqing frowned and threw the umbrella aside.

"What, tired from practicing?" Zhou Xuanmo raised his hand and looked at his watch: it was just over half an hour before the end of the lunch break.

"I'm not tired, it's just ......," Gu Qingqing bent down to pick up the delicate light alloy folding umbrella and pouted, "My current 'partner' really doesn't feel like dancing with you." ”

As he spoke, Gu Qingqing looked around the room, as if he was looking for a "partner" to take advantage of.

"Oh?" This made Zhou Xuanmo arouse some curiosity, "What does it feel like to dance with me?" Sweet and shy, Zhou Xuanmo is no longer looking forward to it, he only prays that this woman will not say anything earth-shattering, and it will be good to make him vomit three liters of blood.

However, Zhou Da Boss was obviously too naïve, I saw Gu Qingqing looking left and right, and finally stood on the two mahogany seats placed against the wall, picked one up and tried it, nodded, turned around and shouted at Zhou Xuanmo: "This is still a good hand, that's it!" ”

“…… What is this chair? Aren't you tired? "That chair is more than a dozen pounds, after all, it is made of pure solid wood, and it is very weighty.

"Well, it's okay," Gu Qingqing held the back of the chair with one hand, held the leg of the chair with the other, and nodded, "The folding umbrella just now is too slender and lightweight, and this chair is a bit in line with your figure." ”

"......" Zhou Xuanmo really has a tendency to squirt out a mouthful of old blood again: In the eyes of this dead woman, his image is like this?! Okay, the width of the chair is about the same as the width of your shoulders, but is the cross-sectional area that big?! Are you the kind of five-short body?!

Sure enough, the so-called "those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black", after coming into contact with Gu Qingqing, it is easy to extend infinitely in the direction of the second goods that are off the line. Zhou Xuanmo didn't realize at all how much it was to lower his IQ with a chair, but instead looked at Gu Qingqing with a depressed face and was very happy to connect with a chair.

This practice lasted nearly three hours, and in the blink of an eye, it was more than four o'clock in the evening. Seeing that the time was almost up, Gu Qingqing planned to leave.

"Wait", Zhou Xuanmo said, took out a pair of slippers and ordered, "It's dinner time, change your shoes and go to the restaurant to eat." I'll take you back to the school dormitory after dinner. In addition, employees who become regular employees after the probationary period can apply for a private apartment if you still want to stay at that time and can stay. ”

Gu Qingqing wanted to refuse, but he looked at the wall clock on the wall - it was already four o'clock, and it would be nearly five o'clock no matter how soon he returned to school. It's the end of the semester now, and the students are almost gone, so there should be no food in the cafeteria now.

After thinking about it, Gu Qingqing decided to throw this kind of thing into her stomach and sacrifice to the Five Organs Temple - after a day of practice, she was not lightly tired.

But when she bent down and was about to take off her stiletto heels, Gu Qingqing found that the shoes seemed to be on her feet, and she couldn't take them off?!

Zhou Xuanmo and Gu Qingqing didn't know what was going on, but a more experienced maid in the villa said: "This young lady must not be used to wearing this kind of stiletto, and after wearing it for a whole day, it is natural that her feet will swell." Not only are your feet swollen, but people who are not used to wearing high heels often get blisters on their feet because they can't work hard! ”

As if to verify the other party's words, when Gu Qingqing finally took off his shoes, he found that there were four or five blisters on his left and right feet.

"There are so many?!" Gu Qingqing touched the bulging blisters and said in surprise.

"What's that look on your face?!" Zhou Xuanmo frowned, "Could it be that your feet are like this, you don't feel it?!" ”

Gu Qingqing waved his hand indifferently and said, "Just deal with it casually, anyway, there is nothing at all about a small injury of this magnitude." As she spoke, she casually opened the first-aid kit that Zhou Xuanmo had brought over, and neatly disposed of the blisters for herself.

"......" Seeing Gu Qingqing's indifferent face and quick movements to puncture and bandage the blisters one by one, without the slightest hesitation, Zhou Xuanmo's mood was a little complicated: The woman in front of her is so skilled in bandaging wounds, is she used to this kind of thing?