Chapter 43 Holding or Carrying It

Qi Weiwei usually has the habit of wearing perfume, and most of the time she secretly uses her mother's Chanel, the perfume mixed with the fragrance of a young girl and the charm of a mature woman.

It's not pungent, but it has an intoxicating taste.

Holding Qi Weiwei with his backhand, Zhang Qi put his head on the girl's shoulder, sniffed the refreshing sound, and couldn't help but close his eyes.

Men are always visual creatures, to be honest, Zhang Qi didn't have much idea about Qi Weiwei a moment ago, but at this moment, holding the girl in his arms, he had a feeling of holding the entire world.

That sense of satisfaction and happiness made him subconsciously tighten his arms and hug Qi Weiwei tighter.

Different from Zhang Qi's feelings, Qi Weiwei now has no other feelings except for being nervous and even having some difficulty breathing.

She has never had intimate contact with any boys, and since she was a child, her independent life and single-parent family have never had contact with any of the opposite sex, and at this moment she is being held in Zhang Qi's arms, and her brain is blank.

Qi Weiwei only felt that the faint body temperature coming from Zhang Qi's body was not hot, but it seemed as if it was about to melt itself.

The two men stood quietly on the stairs and hugged each other, neither of them letting go, for nearly a minute.

Qi slightly loosened his arm, but he still padded his toes, and his arm straddled Zhang Qi's shoulder.

"Hey, how long are you going to hold it?" Tilting his head, Qi Wei reached out and touched Zhang Qi's hair and asked.

"Huh? That one...... Can you hold it a little longer? Opening his eyes in embarrassment, Zhang Qi grinned at the corners of his mouth and made a shameless request.

The feeling of holding Qi Weiwei is different from holding other girls, on the one hand, Qi Weiwei and Zhang Qi are about the same size, and they don't have that petite feeling.

On the other hand, this girl's bumpy figure is so good that Zhang Qi can feel the slight deformation of the two flesh balls on his chest.

Although he didn't make a mistake, the feeling of fulfillment still made him a little reluctant to let go.

"Stinky rascal, give you a minute." With a light snort, Qi Wei pretended to be helpless and said, but his face couldn't help but flash a hint of crimson.

"Okay." Whispering, Zhang Qi closed his eyes again.

Feeling the girl in his arms, although Zhang Qi tried his best to calm down, he still couldn't help but feel the urge to kiss him.

The green silk of his sideburns crossed his cheeks, and the itchy feeling made him can't help but open his eyes, and he reluctantly let go of his arms.

Qi Wei looked at the loss in Zhang Qi's eyes and didn't speak, blushing and walking briskly towards the bottom of the steps, like a butterfly flying in the woods.

She didn't know how Lu Dao would face Zhang Qi, or even how Lu Dao would face herself.

"Zhang Qi, can't I ask you what you did before?" The two of them walked one after the other, Qi turned around slightly, looked up at Zhang Qi and asked softly.

"Before? I'm a student, don't you know the Tao? Hehe, with a smile, Zhang Qi began to pretend to be confused.

"Cut, which student has wounds all over his body, and the man's mouth is really talking nonsense." With a light snort, Qi glanced at Zhang Qi and said.

In addition to a little dissatisfaction and coquettishness in the tone, there was a bit of resentment.

"Some of the students have knife wounds all over their bodies, but you just don't see them." Zhang Qi explained a little far-fetched, but his eyes were very serious.

Qi was slightly speechless, and turned around angrily, but the next moment his feet slipped, and the whole person sat on the steps.

"Ahh An exclamation sounded from Qi Weiwei's mouth, Qi Weiwei stabilized his body on the steps with one hand, and hurriedly lifted his right foot.

The heart-rending pain made Qi Weiwei not even have time to look back at Zhang Qi, and a face that was originally full of red halos was already pale the next moment.

At the ankle of her right foot, Qi Wei looked at her right foot that was swollen instantly, gritted her teeth and sat on the steps, her whole person trembled slightly, and the pain of jumping up and down made her can't help but take a breath.

"If you don't look at the road when you walk, you see that this foot is swollen like a pig's trotters."

In fact, Zhang Qi had already walked over briskly after seeing Qi Weiweiwei's feet, but the girl before was jumping around, and the two of them were more than ten steps apart.

By the time he passed, Qi Weiwei was already sitting on the steps covering his ankles.

"Bah, it's up to you to be a god, if I hadn't talked to you, I would have turned back, and now I'm broken!" glared at Zhang Qi viciously, and Qi Wei had a little grievance in his eyes.

"Gotta get it, I'm a god of decay, I'll see if you're serious." didn't take the injured Qi Wei seriously, Zhang Qi directly took the title of declining god, and nodded busily.

Sitting at the foot of the steps slightly shorter than Qi, Zhang Qi looked at his right foot, which had been completely swollen, looked at the girl's stubborn expression, and gently pressed the position of his foot and neck.

Edema, I'm afraid the whole center of gravity is pressed on this foot when this girl is broken, otherwise it won't be so serious.

"What a mistake." Muttering in a low voice, Zhang Qi grabbed Qi Weiwei's ankle with one hand, padded his thigh underneath, and then took off his shoes.

Zhang Qi didn't take off his socks, he gently put his hands on the surface of his feet, Zhang Qi rubbed the jade feet in his hands little by little, and looked at Qi Weiwei from time to time.

"Hey, are you okay? Don't be a Mongolian doctor! Qi was slightly pinched by Zhang Qi and couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"Don't worry, it shouldn't be a big deal if you endure it." Helplessly glancing at Qi Weiwei, who was in the mouth of the knife and tofu, Zhang Qi shook his head and focused his attention on his hand.

Qi Weiwei's jade feet are very delicate and have a bit of aroma, but at this time, Zhang Qi didn't have the heart to feel the lines of the pair of jade feet, but leaned on the position of the tiger's mouth, quietly rubbing the position of the ankle injury.

He now wanted to know if the cause of the edema was injury to the bones, or just the appearance of nodular shackles on the muscles and bones.

After touching for about half a minute, Zhang Qi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then carefully put on Qi Weiwei's shoes and stretched out his right hand to the girl.

"What are you doing?" Although the sun has risen, the temperature on the mountain is still not high, Qi Wei looked at Zhang Qi and stretched out his hand to himself for a moment, and asked in a shudder.

"Are you going to let me hold you, or are you going to let me carry you?" Hehe, with a smile, Zhang Qi asked with a cheap expression, as if he was about to fall into the well and take the opportunity to rub oil.

"Miss Ben can go by herself!" Raising his eyebrows, Qi slapped Zhang Qi's hand away slightly, gritted his teeth and stood up, but the next moment he was pushed by Zhang Qi, and the whole person was unstable and leaned back.

The moment she fell, one arm gently rested on the girl's waist, and then the other hand went around her knees and picked the girl up directly.

"Zhang Qi, let me down, I can go by myself!" Looking at Zhang Qi's smiling expression, Qi Weiwei was not half shy, but a little worried.

Nearly 2,000 steps, does he want to carry himself down step by step?

After a complicated glance at Zhang Qi, Qi Wei felt that his heart seemed to be knocked open a gap.