I Loaded the Healing System

He staggered and stretched out his hand to support the sofa, and blinked, the bewildered look on his face was still there.

pat.

It wasn't until the blood slowly dripped down the nostrils to the sofa that Shen An gradually recovered from the bewildered state, and the numbness at the tip of the nose gradually turned into clear pain.

Zhao Qingyu realized something was wrong the moment he kicked his foot.

The tip of Shen An's nose was bleeding from being kicked by a jio, and her toes couldn't get any advantage. The pain was so painful that Zhao Qingyu threw away the pillow on the spot, clutching his jio and hissing.

But in the end, the blood that flowed was more frightening. Zhao Qingyu glanced at it, and she got up from the sofa in fright, and knelt down in front of him: "What's wrong with you?"

Shen An blinked: "I don't think it's suitable to rub your feet today."

"Are you still in the mood to joke?" Zhao Qingyu glared at him, quickly got up and walked to the desk barefoot, picked up a tissue and came over to help him wipe off the blood.

Shen An is still a little numb now. .

He glanced at Zhao Qingyu, sighed and said: "You are not ordinary, you can't bear any strength at all!"

"Who made you push so hard!"

Zhao Qingyu also pursed her lips, almost killing her from pain.

"I...didn't I ask you to bear it?" Shen An was also aggrieved.

Ah this. .

Zhao Qingyu's eyes flickered, and he felt a little guilty: "Is there? I didn't hear it."

"No, no, today is not suitable for rubbing feet."

Shen An took the tissue by herself.

"Don't move!"

Zhao Qingyu patted him and urged him to look up.

Then she snatched the tissue from Shen An's hand and carefully helped him dispose of it.

It has to be said that Zhao Qingyu was really taken aback when he saw the blood flowing from his nose.

So much so that when she was dealing with the wound at this moment, her expression and eyes were so gentle and apprehensive, she was afraid that her jio would be kicked out by him.

"How is it? Does it still hurt?"

No matter how much he wiped off the blood, Zhao Qingyu was flustered.

"What do you say?"

Shen An rolled his eyes, kneaded the tissue into two small balls, and stuffed them in his nostrils to block the blood.

Zhao Qingyu twitched his small mouth, and bowed his little head aggrievedly.

She didn't mean to. .

Who made him work so hard~

This. .It's just a normal body reaction. .

Seeing this, Shen An coughed lightly: "I said, sister, you are here to take revenge, right? Although I accidentally slapped you twice, I really didn't mean it."

Zhao Qingyu raised his head, his eyes were red.

hiss. .

Can this also cry?

It was obviously me who was hurt.

Although Shen An slandered from the bottom of her heart, she knew the girl's sensitive and emotional character very well.

"It doesn't really hurt much."

He whispered reassuringly: "And I found that there is an advantage to this."

"At least when I'm going to paint your nails, you can avoid some weird smells."

Zhao Qingyu:? ? ? ?

She was furious: "My feet don't smell at all!!!"

Bastard, this is not the first time he has mentioned it! !

My dignified Miss Zhao family, can I stand this kind of grievance and slander?

Shen An tilted her head: "I mean the smell of nail polish is strange, what are you thinking?"

Forehead. . .

The anger that had just risen was extinguished before it could be fully released.

Zhao Qingyu opened his small mouth, swallowing the remaining swear words.

"Look, do I look like Zhu Bajie now?" Shen An pulled up his ears on both sides, and smiled.

"A little bit~"

puff~

Zhao Qingyu was angry and wanted to laugh, but in the end he couldn't hold back his laughter.

"Laughed?"

Shen An said softly.

"Anyway, you can't blame me." Zhao Qingyu looked like a wronged little daughter-in-law, both acting like a baby and complaining.

"I didn't blame you either." Shen An chuckled lightly, "I blamed me for not holding your feet tightly so that you would have a chance to make a sneak attack."

"What is sneak attack?"

"I mean I tried too hard and didn't consider your feelings." Shen An coughed lightly.

"As long as you know."

Zhao Qingyu raised the corner of his mouth, raised his slender jade legs, and gently pressed it against Shen An's shoulder: "You have to be more careful this time, don't use so much force!"

Wuhu.

From this angle, Shen An subconsciously looked between the two strands.

Forehead. .Zhao Qingyu wasn't wearing a skirt, she was wearing shorts.

Damn pants!

He was a little disappointed, shook his head and said: "No, no, I'm afraid you will give me another jio."

"How come~"

Zhao Qingyu muttered, "You'll be fine if you hold it tighter this time."

"And...and I'm getting used to it a little bit, so I won't kick you again."

"Ah."

"Oh, why can't I tie my feet up." Zhao Qingyu gave him a white look.

"If you kick me again, I'll tie you up."

Shen An glared at Zhao Qingyu viciously, then pinched her ankle, and put her jade foot back into the palm of his hand.

This time he didn't dare to mess around anymore, he didn't deliberately stimulate some acupoints that were more likely to cause pain, but pressed them honestly.

And with the previous pain as a comparison, he seems to be quite comfortable pressing it now.

Zhao Qingyu narrowed his eyes and lay down comfortably.

"I want another one too."

She raised her other long leg and put it on his shoulder as well.

"Well, senior."

"Ok?"

"I found your feet to be pretty."

"I look good everywhere~" Zhao Qingyu said softly with a little shyness.

"Oh, you still say I'm narcissistic." Shen An joked.

"You are not narcissistic, you are shameless."

Zhao Qingyu's tone was lazy, and he said lightly: "I've never seen you like this, but it's also because you are not too shameless, otherwise..."

"How about otherwise?"

Shen An raised his eyebrows.

"Otherwise, you should have been cut into eighteen paragraphs by now." Zhao Qingyu said the most frightening words with the most gentle expression.

"horrible."

Shen An flinched, lowered her head and concentrated on rubbing her feet.

Zhao Qingyu's feet are no worse than Wang Yuqiong's.

The same white tenderness and well-proportioned, not to mention small and exquisite, but also exquisite like a work of art.

After all, it is against the structure of the human body to expect her to be small and exquisite at a height of 1.7 meters.

"I don't like people who are always against me."

Suddenly, Zhao Qingyu's voice sounded quietly.

Shen An was taken aback for a moment, but saw that her expression was a little dazed.

"I know that I am a bit willful, a little short-tempered, and occasionally impulsive, and sometimes I don't consider other people's feelings. These are my shortcomings."

"But if you are too fussy and stingy, you will only remember my shortcomings and not see my strengths."

The corners of Zhao Qingyu's mouth raised, outlining a soft and charming smile.

Shen An also smiled: "What advantages? Do you like kicking people?"

"hate~"

Zhao Qingyu shook her jade feet coquettishly.