I Loaded the Healing System

Wang Yuqiong knew that it would be useless to talk to Zhao Qingyu.

She snorted coldly and turned to leave.

"Hey, don't go so fast, you call him in, I have something to tell him."

Wang Yuqiong faltered, and turned her head to glare at Zhao Qingyu.

Zhao Qingyu shrugged: "Don't put on an expression of wanting to eat people, I want to tell him that it is a serious matter."

Wang Yuqiong slowly retracted her gaze and pushed open the door.

Shen An was standing by the railing, looking down with great interest.

Wang Yuqiong looked at his back, adjusted her expression a little, and put that gentleness back on her lips.

She walked up to him and was about to speak.

But looking down, Wang Yuqiong's expression suddenly became very ugly.

The direction he was looking at was the training ground of the model group.

At this time, the long-legged ladies over 1.7 meters were wearing sexy costumes, walking up and down the runway with enchanting steps.

Wang Yuqiong glanced at the concentration on Shen An's face, she squeezed out a look of coldness from the corner of her mouth, and grabbed his waist with her small hands.

hiss!

"Boiled!!!"

Shen An yelled loudly, and the sound resounded throughout the venue.

Chapter 92: Leverage strength to fight strength!

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"what are you doing?"

Shen An covered the pinched sore spot with one hand, and tightly grasped Wang Yuqiong's "culprit hand" with the other.

Wang Yuqiong was speechless, really wondering if the emotion she just felt was in vain?

For him, he even showed his strength in front of Zhao Qingyu.

"Can you care about it?" Wang Yuqiong said angrily, shaking off his hand.

"I'm very concerned, but I just leaned against the crack of the door and couldn't hear what you were talking about. It's useless for me to care."

"Look at the good deeds you have done, they are all purple!"

Shen An couldn't help but lifted the front of his shirt to check the "injury". As expected, there was a purple pinch mark that was very conspicuous among the white flesh.

Wang Yuqiong covered her forehead and said coquettishly, "Rogue!"

"I won't argue with you first." Shen An put down his skirt, and said seriously: "How are you negotiating with senior sister?"

"What's the matter... There is no negotiation, it's just a discussion."

Wang Yuqiong didn't want Shen An to know about her relationship with Zhao Qingyu.

"How did the discussion go?"

"Well, in fact, there is nothing good about the discipline department, and it is not bad to stay in the art troupe." Wang Yuqiong whispered about her concession.

Shen An rolled his eyes: "You were so brave just now, I thought you found some solution, co-author or succumb to her lust?"

"Che, to put it bluntly, you didn't just nod your head in front of her."

Wang Yuqiong bared her teeth and made fun of it, Shen An was not happy with her words: "What do you mean nodding and haggling, I am being modest and modest, so I don't care too much about her."

"Yes, as long as you are generous, you are generous to everyone, and you just stare at me and care about every detail!"

Wang Yuqiong was angry and couldn't help raising her long legs and kicking him lightly.

"Hmm~"

Shen An reacted very quickly, reaching out and grabbing her long leg before she kicked it.

Take a closer look, then turn your head to glance at the long legs of the model group in the audience. .Can't help showing a touch of appreciation.

This 1.7 meter [-] is really not in vain, the long legs alone account for almost half of it.

It's a pity that wearing jeans, although the silhouette outlined is infinitely beautiful, it is not as shocking as the white flowers exposed by the model group in the audience.

Wang Yuqiong didn't notice it at first, but then also felt "wretched" from his eyes.

"Dirty!"

Wang Yuqiong gritted her teeth and glared angrily. She flicked her calf, but she couldn't shake off his hand.

"Everyone has the love of beauty."

"Hey, don't you let go?" Wang Yuqiong said angrily.

"Don't let me go, you still want to kick me." Shen An said defensively, "I haven't healed this old injury yet, so I'll give you a few more blows, maybe I'll be hospitalized right away."

Wang Yuqiong laughed out of breath, and gave him a white look: "Isn't it good to be hospitalized? You are so reluctant to go to class, you can ask for leave when you are hospitalized, and you don't even have to go to class."

"Well, although class is boring and boring, I still hate hospitals more than hospitalization."

"Why? Did you leave any psychological shadow in the hospital?"

"Yeah, I almost died in the hospital." Shen An said perfunctorily.

But when Wang Yuqiong heard this, her expression froze a little, she lowered her head and whispered, "Let go, I promise not to kick you."

"you promise?"

"I promise!"

"Then you swear."

"Shen An!!"

"Okay, okay, let go, let go." Shen An let go of Wang Yuqiong's long legs, still feeling a little unsatisfied.

"If only you weren't wearing jeans."

he exclaimed.

"You are really showing off your face. Do I want to be like them, wearing a miniskirt and flirting in front of you?"

Wang Yuqiong was full of resentment, and at the same time, mixed with contempt for Shen An's vulgar person.

But the speaker has no intention, and the listener has intention.

Shen An squinted her eyes, and stared seriously at Wang Yuqiong's long legs hidden under her jeans, if they were miniskirts. .

"That's not necessary. If you wear a miniskirt, it will limit the charm of your legs. If you change to black silk, it will be lethal enough."

"It's better to wear a pair of high heels, tsk tsk."

The corner of Wang Yuqiong's mouth twitched slightly: "You really dare to think about it."

"Why don't you dare to think about it?" Shen An said solemnly: "The greatest thing about human beings lies in their endless imagination!"

"Don't talk nonsense with you, go in quickly, she still has something to tell you." Wang Yuqiong pointed to the office and said softly.

"Huh? Didn't you solve it?"

"Yeah, I've settled it with her, and you and her haven't settled it yet."

Wang Yuqiong raised her eyebrows and said hehe.

"Okay, then wait for me here."

Shen An waved his hand, turned around and opened the door, and walked in.

Wang Yuqiong looked at the catwalk models on the catwalk, quietly lowered her head to look at her long legs, and frowned slightly: "Is it black silk?"

It turns out that this guy likes stockings.

After closing the door, Shen An felt a little "stuck": "Sister."

Zhao Qingyu squinted: "Are you nervous?"

"No no."

"Hmph, after all, this is the second time you've used this kind of trick to threaten me. You're really brave." Zhao Qingyu said with a grudge.

"Ham, I don't want you to talk about this, but senior sister, can't you restrain yourself?"

Shen An sighed, and said earnestly: "Take a step back, the sea and the sky are bright, why do you have to push so hard?"

"A dog will jump over a wall when it is in a hurry, let alone a human being."

Zhao Qingyu sneered, and said lightly: "It seems that you really value your so-called friends."

"Eh..." Shen An shrugged, and said frankly: "It is fate to be friends, it is hard-won, so naturally we should cherish it."

"Actually, senior sister, you don't have to be so angry. I didn't mean to blackmail you on purpose, but just to make sense."

"If one day, senior sister, you also stand on the side of truth, I will definitely help you out."

Zhao Qingyu's expression was startled, and he couldn't help but smile and said: "True? What is reason?"

"She has her reasons, and I have mine. What do you use as evidence?"

"I think it's your own reasoning."

"Since senior sister thinks so, it's hard for me to explain." Shen An chuckled lightly: "But it's still the same sentence, if senior sister encounters such a situation one day, I will help you too."

Zhao Qingyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Shen An narrowly: "Is this a promise?"

"Ah... do you want to be so serious?"

"Of course." Zhao Qingyu said softly: "It's the first time I've heard someone say that they will help me. It sounds strange and touching."

Shen An scratched his head and said, "Sister, you better stop joking."

Zhao Qingyu covered his mouth and smiled, although he smiled, there were sporadic moments of loneliness that flashed by.

Actually she wasn't joking.

It was the first time she heard someone say that she would help herself.

From small to large.