beauty hunter

Chapter 49 The Punishment of Disobedience

"Why?" Mi Ting was a little apprehensive.

One wrong move will have serious consequences. Is this Dongdong learning from self-abuse?

"This set of exercises is modified and adjusted based on a boxing technique handed down from ancient times. It is different from general exercises that exercise the 'body'. It exercises the 'vein'."

Wen Yan didn't look at the slightest joke and said: "The whole set of exercises is a balance of all meridians. If you make a mistake in studying a movement, you may focus on stimulating a certain acupuncture point. For example, if you focus on stimulating Qi Haixue, within ten days, your limbs will be weak, your spirit will be decadent, and you will even be unable to eat or drink water."

Mi Ting shuddered: "I don't understand meridians and acupoints..."

Wen Yan continued: "So you can't make a single move wrong. Come on, follow me and start from the first move." Standing with feet together, lightly lift your left and right hands at the same time, stick them to your chest, and shrug your shoulders.

"Wait, how many moves are there in your so-called 'fuck'?" Mi Ting couldn't help asking.

"Not many, six sets, sixty movements in each set." Wen Yan said relaxedly.

Mi Ting opened her mouth and couldn't close it.

300+ moves?

But looking at Wen Yan's expression, it didn't look like she was joking at all, she hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "I... I don't understand, why do you want to..."

"Help you, right? It's very simple." Wen Yan stopped his movements, "I was touched by what you told me last night, because you, who have family affection but can't enjoy it, and I, who have never enjoyed the love of my parents, have no different."

Mi Ting was startled, hesitated to speak, but finally did not speak, imitating his actions just now.

"That's right, you're savvy. Hold this movement for ten seconds," Wen Yan said cheerfully, "then we'll move on to the next one."

Five minutes later, Mi Ting couldn't bear it any longer, and sat down on the sofa profusely sweating.

"Didn't you come out of the police academy? Why are you so weak?" Wen Yan looked at her in surprise.

"You...you can't do it!" Mi Ting looked at him panting.

Wen Yan did all the movements just now with her, but he was so tired that this guy couldn't even breathe.

Impossible, I was trained rigorously by the police academy, how could I lose to him physically?

"Come again!" Mi Ting struggled to stand up.

This time, in less than 3 minutes, she fell limply on the sofa, panting so hard that she couldn't close her mouth.

Before even finishing a set of movements, she already felt that she had reached the end.

But... This set of movements is obviously static, and there is no large amount of activity at all. Why do I feel so tired?

Wen Yan adjusted his glasses: "You're not physically strong enough, that's all for today. Remember, you must never redo any actions you haven't memorized. Let's continue tomorrow morning."

There is no way, every movement will oppress the pulse of the human body, which will indeed bring a great burden to the body.It is not a martial artist like him who is based on qigong, and without long-term training, he cannot withstand the devastation of the whole set of movements.

Mi Ting didn't even have the strength to distinguish the sentence "I can continue", and watched Wen Yan leave helplessly.

After a full 10 minutes, she managed to stand up, recalling the previous actions in her mind.

Forty or so movements almost confused her mind, which came first and which was behind, which one stretched out her left hand and which one bent her right leg, all became completely blurred for a moment.

After trying hard to recall for 2 minutes, Mi Ting, who had recovered a little, raised her hands.

Since she was a child, she has never been stumped in learning anything. How could such a little gymnastics be difficult for her?If she is not familiar with these movements today, her surname will not be Mi!

……

At ten o'clock in the morning, Wen Yan arrived at Shangzhuxuan, but he didn't see Mi Ting who had arrived early as usual.

"I guess my sister has a task today, so the shooting will be delayed a little bit." Michelle said, "She won't answer my calls."

Wen Yan raised his eyebrows slightly.

Strange, why do you feel uneasy?

Fei Sun frowned slightly: "I have a meeting later, how long will I have to wait?"

Wen Yan turned around and left: "I'll be back in a while."

Behind them, Mi and Sun looked at each other.

where is he going

Taking a taxi back to Xinxing Community, Wen Yan went back to the apartment building as quickly as possible, and rang Mi Ting's doorbell.

1 minute passed with no response.

Wen Yan's heart sank, and he pressed the doorbell with his left hand, and suddenly exerted force, and after a sound of breaking, he pushed the entire lock away from the door panel and fell to the ground.He stretched out his hand and pushed, and when the door opened in response, he strode in. He was shocked and rushed into the living room.

On the floor of the living room, Mi Ting was still in her morning sportswear, but she was paralyzed on the ground in a strange shape, her eyes were closed tightly, but her whole face was frighteningly red, and there was blood at the corner of her mouth!

No need to take a second look, Wen Yan knew that this beauty must have done the wrong body exercises, which caused her pulse to be disordered!

In vain, before he left, he reminded him that this girl's ears have grown to the soles of her feet?

Wen Yan didn't dare to move her casually, knelt down on one knee, tried her breath lightly, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Still alive, it appears her mistake wasn't too serious.

Looking at the tracksuit she was wearing, Wen Yan frowned, and reached out to unzip the jacket without hesitation, revealing her corseted body and flat belly.Wen Yan reached out with his right hand, and pressed his palm directly under her belly, pressing down gently.

Mi Ting's body trembled.

Wen Yan was completely relieved, this beauty just started practicing, and her pulse is not too chaotic, just help her to adjust it slowly.

After taking off her sneakers, Wen Yan let out a muffled snort: "Nimma!"

This stink, this girl hasn't washed her feet for several months?

However, he still probed with both hands, and pressed his thumb on the spring on the sole of her foot, and began to massage.His movements conformed to a certain rhythm. Between tightening and loosening, Mi Ting gradually began to vibrate with his pressing from being completely motionless at first.

After two or three minutes, the flush on Mi Ting's face finally subsided, but beads of sweat rolled down her forehead. After another few minutes, she finally groaned and slowly opened her eyes.

Wen Yan let go, and quickly put her shoes back on: "Do you have athlete's foot?"

"You...you have..." Mi Ting replied weakly.

Wen Yan walked up to her, leaned over and hugged her around the waist.

"Let go... let me go!" Mi Ting yelled weakly.

"I'll settle the account of your disobedience when you're well." Wen Yan intentionally put on a straight face, hugged her and walked towards her bedroom, "Before then, shut your little mouth and give me a good rest!"

Mi Ting's bedroom is similar to her living room, simple and elegant, except for necessary furniture such as a bed and a wardrobe, there is not even a dresser.After putting her down, Wen Yan looked around and sat down on her bed.

"No...don't sit on my...my bed!" Mi Ting remembered pushing him.

Wen Yan leaned back and lay down: "It's comfortable!"

Sure enough, girls are made of water, and the bed is so soft.

"No... don't sleep!" Mi Ting already wanted to beat him up, but unfortunately she was completely powerless.

Wen Yan kicked off his shoes, rolled onto the bed and turned on his side, so that he was head-to-head with her.

Mi Ting turned her head and glared at him with difficulty.

Wen Yan suddenly reached out and stroked her cheek lightly.

"You...what are you doing!" Mi Tingfang was shocked.

This guy doesn't want to take this opportunity to violate himself, does he?

Wen Yan looked at her with a half-smile: "As a punishment for you, today I will sleep with my arms around you until you can move."

"You...are...just kidding..." Mi Ting stammered.She is weak now, if this guy really depends on this bed, she will be fine.

Wen Yan grinned, and suddenly squirmed twice, and his whole body was glued to hers, with one leg directly pressed against hers.In the blink of an eye, the distance between the two has been reduced to zero!

Mi Ting's eyes darkened and she almost passed out.

It's over, this guy really wants to play a hooligan on himself!

Unexpectedly, after 2 minutes, there was a soft snoring sound in my ear.Mi Ting looked sideways and froze immediately.

Wen Yan had already fallen asleep... fell asleep... fell asleep...

"Smelly words! I'm going to kill you!"

……

At one o'clock in the afternoon, when Wen Yancai Shi Shiran arrived at Shangzhuxuan, Mi Xue stopped him outside the locker room and looked him up and down with strange eyes.

"What are you doing?" Wen Yan looked at her strangely.

"Mi Ting called me just now and said that today's commercial will not be filmed temporarily, and it will be postponed until tomorrow." Mi Xue's eyes remained strange, "She said you know the reason. Tell me, why did you go this morning?"

"Huh?" Wen Yan adjusted his glasses, "I don't want to talk about it."

"You!" Michelle couldn't take it anymore.

"By the way, let's discuss something." Wen Yan changed the subject, "Adjust my working hours."

Michelle asked in surprise, "What time will it be adjusted? Oh, you want to work the night shift?"

"No, the time has been adjusted before, from one o'clock in the afternoon to seven o'clock in the evening." Wen Yan said with a smile, "The total working hours are still the same, I must have some spare time at night."

"No way!" Michelle didn't even think about it, "Shangzhuxuan starts at three o'clock in the afternoon, you..."

"Then I'll resign." Wen Yan was clearly prepared.

"You're threatening me!" Michelle was furious.

"Yes." Wen Yan nodded.

Michelle suddenly went dumb.

This guy answered so directly that she couldn't continue.

Wen Yan looked at her with a smile.

Michelle turned and left.

"Row!"

One word was spoken like a murder, it was completely squeezed out from between the teeth.

Wen Yan chuckled: "Then I will tell the guests today."

Mi Xuefen, who was walking towards the office, clenched her fists tightly.

This guy is simply relying on him now to make progress!

A few minutes later, Wen Yan changed his clothes and came out, only to be stopped in the aisle by the glamorous Yan Qingyan.

"Can you tell me the reason for adjusting the time?" Yan Qingyan is not a person who likes to circle around.Just now Mi Xue told her that the actual manager of Shangzhuxuan, after Wen Yan wanted to adjust the time, she couldn't help but come over to ask.

Wen Yan thought for a while: "Okay, I want to spend more time with my mother."

Yan Qingyan was slightly taken aback.

This answer was too high-sounding, which made her a little uncomfortable.How can ordinary people dare to use such personal reasons?

"By the way, Miss Yan, you don't seem to agree with the shooting of commercials, do you?" Wen Yan suddenly remembered this matter.I remember that when we were talking about image representation that day, Yan Qingyan had a displeased expression on his face. These days, he was always absent when shooting commercials, and he didn't care.

"Yes." Yan Qingyan said simply.

"reason?"

"It's very simple, I will stop whatever the boss wants to do."