Zhuo Zhiwei's complexion remained unchanged, and he couldn't even see the slightest pain, as if this was just an unusual thing:

"There is no harm in dancing. I started to learn classical dance at the age of four. I have suffered more serious injuries than this, and I have long been used to it."

He Qingqi also understands this truth. She was blue and purple when she first learned Sanda, street dance, and playing parkour.

But even so, He Qingqi is still very guilty. Her true age is obviously eight years older than Zhuo Zhiwei, but Zhuo Zhiwei has to bear the pain.

She put the medicine box on the ground and sighed: "Sorry, it's my fault, I was a little... hastily."

Hearing this, Zhuo Zhiwei was startled, and then sighed: "What silly thing to say."

She curled the corners of her lips, her eyes were soft and deep, and she rubbed the top of He Qingqi's hair: "The team leader is the two of us, and the practice is also decided by the two of us."

He Qingqi pursed his lips. He was not comforted, and his expression was very self-blame. He squatted halfway in front of Zhuo Zhiwei, making a gesture to take off her shoes.

"What are you doing?" Zhuo Zhi was slightly startled, and hugged his legs as if he was facing an enemy.

"Look where you hurt."

She doesn't know what's wrong with herself, as long as she faces this beautiful girl, her bottom line is as if she doesn't exist. Her regrets and thoughts of being good to her are like seawater surrounding her. live.

Obviously she was a terrible person. After she went to college and lived on campus, she used to show her the soles of her feet because her upper bunk always stepped on the fence, and had a fight with others, and then moved out of the dormitory...

Now I insist on seeing Zhuo Zhiwei’s injury...

Really, unreasonable.

"I'll do it myself!"

He Qingqi continued to persevere: "Let me take a look~" He also used a coquettish tone.

Zhuo Zhiwei remained unmoved: "No, no, I'll do it myself, thank you."

Seeing Zhuo Zhiwei's insistence, He Qingqi had no choice but to give up, sit next to Zhuo Zhiwei, and said helplessly: "Then you can do it yourself."

She mumbled again: "Look at you and you can't lose a piece of meat." Except for Fang Xuanyao, she wanted to be so good to someone for the first time, but was rejected. She was aggrieved inexplicably, and she glanced at Zhuo Zhiwei with a grievance.

"Okay." Zhuo Zhiwei looked at her appearance and couldn't help taking medicine while comforting her in harmony: "I just think that this will offend you."

"There is no offense! We are friends!" He Qingqi retorted loudly.

"Yeah, you also said that we are friends. You are not my assistant or doctor. You are not obligated to do this for me. You are my friend who supports each other and shares our joys and sorrows. We just finished dancing, on my feet I sweated a lot and mixed with broken pus and blood. It's really dirty. I don't want you to do such a thing..."

"Also, if your foot is also injured, would you be willing to let me give you medicine?"

He Qingqi couldn't help being silent, lowered his head and thought for a while, had to admit that what Zhuo Zhiwei said was right.

Comparing your heart to your heart, if it were her, she would also be unwilling to bother her friends to do such things, and even more unwilling to expose her embarrassed side in front of her friends, just like when she was photographed naked/photographed in bed with Zhuo Zhiwei When the scandals were all over the sky, she wished to hide in a place where no one knew her...

Zhuo Zhiwei turned her back to her, carefully prescribed good medicine for herself, and wrapped a thick layer of gauze. He stood up and walked for a while and found it okay, but he couldn't put it in the shoes, but it was not insurmountable.

She put on her socks and took off another shoe. She was about to warm up, and was pulled by He Qingqi. When she turned around, she met a pair of worried and blamed eyes: "What are you doing?"

"Hot... warm up."

He Qingqi frowned: "What kind of body is you warming up, you are like this now, do you plan to continue?"

"Didn't we have reached an agreement? It's no big deal."

He Qingqi's hair was still drenched, and the sweat hadn't disappeared. Her pupils flashed, her heart throbbed inexplicably, and she pointed at Zhuo Zhiwei's feet: "Even though I say that, but..." You are already wearing it. No shoes.

"It's nothing." Zhuo Zhiwei said: "Qingqi, you have to know, we are now participating in a talent show, competing with natural selection, and survival of the fittest."

"There are only a few days left to perform, and there are difficulties to overcome... Although we are opponents this time, I think it is more important that this is the first stage of cooperation between the two of us. I don’t want us to lose to someone else. Say it?"

I have to say that Zhuo Zhiwei still has a good way of coaxing He Qingqi. The phrase "I think it is more important" to coax He Qingqi into full bloom.

She blinked, a little shy inexplicably, and her ears were red.

But how can He Qingqi be persuaded in a few words?

"Then...what about your feet?"

"Well, don't be capricious, I know you are doing it for me." Zhuo Zhiwei pulled He Qingqi from his seat, pulling and pulling as if he was acting like a baby:

"Well, let's just jump again and see if we can find a solution, and then I will rest this afternoon and you will guide them five, okay?"

Zhuo Zhiwei deliberately used a soft and waxy tone, and the ending sound was lightly hooked, his beautiful eyes opened round and round, dyed in the color of inexperience, and the hook made He Qingqi's heart trembled.

I have known each other for almost a month, and Zhuo Zhiwei knows that the person in front of him is a typical Leo.

He Qingqi was overwhelmed by the beauty, his sanity disappeared in a flash, and there was only a screaming chicken in his mind. Yes, it's okay, you're right!

Then his fingers flicked and the accompaniment of "Last" was released.

It turns out that she is.

Zhuo Zhiwei's few words made her dizzy and she couldn't find North.

After several days of practice, He Qingqi also remembered Zhuo Zhiwei's dance steps, his body seemed to have a memory, and he immediately jumped with Zhuo Zhiwei.

When Zhuo Zhiwei's hand brushed her waist, her body trembled inadvertently, and she instantly understood why Zhuo Zhiwei blushed during this dance.

Because the waist is really sensitive, the most important thing is that they will wear navel-bearing outfits on the day of the performance, I am afraid they will be more sensitive.

Zhuo Zhiwei also understood He Qingqi's concerns, but she was ashamed to say directly, you can feel relieved, touch boldly, I don't blame you!

The two sighed at the same time and sat side by side on the floor sullenly.

He Qingqi peeked at Zhuo Zhiwei's feet from the light, and couldn't delay any longer... She gritted her teeth and felt her heart. Isn't she touching more intimately? Everyone is a girl, and you can't lose a piece of meat when you touch it. What's the big deal.

And... and that person is not someone else, it is Zhuo Zhiwei. They have done two more intimate things in their previous life. Although they were unconscious, they have also hooked their shoulders so many times in this life, there is nothing to worry about!

Thinking of what happened in the previous life, He Qingqi couldn't help peeking at Zhuo Zhiwei with a guilty conscience.

"Zhiwei..."

"Ok?"

"I'll be serious next time..."

She didn't say it clearly, but Zhuo Zhiwei understood her meaning all at once, pursed his lips, gave a soft "um", and looked away slightly.

Thinking of my own problem again, I rubbed my temples with a headache: "My part...it was easy to hear Jing Han said."

But how can it be said that there is no such thing as being shy.

He Qingqi thought for a while, and tentatively asked, "How about...Shall we try more every day?"

Hearing what she said, Zhuo Zhiwei's face couldn't help but feel a little hot, and her waist was particularly sensitive. If it weren't because the other party was He Qingqi, she wouldn't even want this c-bit.

She bit her lip, glanced at He Qingqi secretly, and nodded slightly: "Okay."

But if the target is He Qingqi, it may not be insurmountable.

In the afternoon, He Qingqiben said that Zhuo Zhiwei should go back to the dormitory to rest, but Zhuo Zhiwei said that he didn't want to leave his teammates behind and just sat aside and watched the afternoon.

She suddenly discovered that He Qingqi was a pretty decent team leader, and she could always spot the problems of the members at a glance. Whenever she stared at someone blankly, that person must be scared to say nothing. Come, I have the majesty of being a captain.

In fact, He Qingqi does not look fierce, on the contrary, she has a very pretty look, but there is an obvious scar between her eyebrows, which somehow made her look domineering and hostile, and her face is expressionless. Time can always bluff people, but Zhuo Zhiwei is not included.

—Zhuo Zhiwei only thinks that this girl is a little bit cute.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the Great Demon King He Qingqi stretched his waist and gave everyone a vacation after a long absence.

"Tomorrow at seven o'clock in the morning, gather on time." The big devil had a cold face.

"Yes!" The members were so scared that they stood upright and responded loudly.

He Qingqi walked to Zhuo Zhiwei, squatted down with his back to her, and patted his shoulder: "Come on, I'll carry you on my back."

Zhuo Zhi moved her position with a smile, staggered her seat, but coldly refused: "No."

"I want it." He Qingqi turned his head and nodded to Zhuo Zhi seriously, persevering in persuading her: "I want it, be good, come up."

After speaking, turn back and maintain the half-squat movement.

Zhuo Zhiwei couldn't help it, so he gave her a look, helplessly leaning up, his slender arm gently wrapped around He Qingqi's neck, and while He Qingqi was not paying attention, his fingers consciously wiped He Qingqi's chin.

He pursed his lips.

He Qingqi didn't turn his head, so he didn't see it either. Zhuo Zhiwei, who was lying on her back, couldn't help but glanced to one side, revealing an unexpectedly good-looking snicker like a chicken.

After that day, the members of the "Last" team discovered that their two c-members recently seemed to be in love with young couples. They hugged their arms and touched their heads. They moved intimately and almost became Siamese babies. After finishing the moves, they blushed one after the other.

Those who know know that they are practicing dance, those who don't know think that they are engaging in objects.

Originally, I was holding a half-trusted attitude, but later I found it was really useful. The c guys seemed to be awakened, the dance that felt the ultimate in **** even they wanted to bleed when they watched it.

The author has something to say: It will be fixed at 18:00 in the future~