Chapter 20

Finally, she finished all the movements, stood up straight and began to take a curtain call, but her feet seemed to be so painful that she lost consciousness, and she couldn't feel whether she was still standing now.

There was thunderous applause from the audience: "This is the real Chang'e!"

They were praising Shu Ya, but Shu Ya just wanted to step down quickly.

Every step she took was torture.

Finally, when she got behind the scenes, Shu Ya didn't have the motivation to continue, she just passed out.

And the pair of shoes on her feet were stained red with blood, and the surrounding staff screamed out, not knowing what was going on.

Cheng Nian, who was waiting not far away, heard the voice, stepped forward suddenly, and picked her up from the crowd.

When he saw the blood on her shoes, he felt distressed and angry, so he rushed Shuya to the hospital.

He even forgot which doctor he should send her to, and he even forgot that he could stop the bleeding himself.

It wasn't until his colleague came to pick up Shu Ya that he gradually calmed down.

There was also a murderous intent in his eyes.

He is reluctant to kiss someone with all his strength, yet someone dares to make such calculations!
After about an hour, his colleague came out and glanced at the smoke on the ground under his feet: "Doctor Cheng, wake up."

With a few simple words, Cheng Nian immediately entered the ward.

Shu Ya was lying on the bed, her face was still a little sickly pale, her feet had been bandaged, and the back of her hand was also being infused.

After seeing Cheng Nian, she didn't think about the dance troupe any more, she just asked suspiciously, "Why are you here?"

Cheng Nian: "My feet hurt, don't you know to stop?"

Shu Ya frowned: "It smells so strong."

Both of them were in a state of answering irrelevant questions, talking to themselves.

Cheng Nian approached her, lifted her chin, and kissed her lips directly.

There is a strong smell of tobacco between the lips and teeth of the two.

When other people smoke, Shuya doesn't like it and hates it.

But the smell of tobacco in Cheng Nian's mouth was like poison, and it enchanted her a little bit, making her feel more sensitive.

Gradually, their kiss changed, but Cheng Nian had no further plans.

He left her lips: "It's been more than ten days since you left Cheng's house, and you haven't had time to send me a message?"

Shu Ya was a little astonished, and also felt a little guilty: "I'm rehearsing and I'm very busy."

"How busy are you? Don't have time to drink water and eat?"

Cheng Nian continued to question, stroking her lips with his finger: "When you need me, you ask me for an appointment every day, and when you don't need me, you don't say hello for ten days and a half months?"

Shu Ya's heart was itchy, and her lips were also itchy: "..."

She also felt that she was a heartless person.

However, the relationship between them has not reached this point yet, has it?
Shu Ya reflected carefully.

But according to Cheng Nian's accusation, she did go too far.

Seeing that she was silent, Cheng Nian kissed her lips with his fingers, put his other arm around her waist, and said in a hoarse voice, "Miss Shu, don't you have any needs to solve?"

The provocative voice made Shu Ya's whole body hot. She hooked his neck with her backhand, her winking eyes were like silk, and her voice was soft enough to drip water: "I didn't see Dr. Cheng coming to me on his own initiative."

"En." Cheng Nian responded casually.

He didn't want to tell her that he didn't hear from her every day in the office, and today he couldn't help but went to her song and dance troupe to find her.

It happened again that she was calculated to hurt her.

Cheng Nian: "That hand is inconvenient for infusion, just let me do it."

(End of this chapter)

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