The Cold President's Best Master

Lu Chong said softly, "don't move. Just wait a minute."

Just now, Su Yuan, with her round head down, was in the hot spring for a long time. Her brain must lack oxygen. Once it is lack of oxygen, it will bring some brain damage. He doesn't want her to become a dementia beauty.

He closed his eyes, put his hand on her forehead, put Reiki into her brain and repaired the brain damage caused by lack of oxygen.

"You take a bath and then go back." Lu Chong put down Su Yuanyuan and left.

"I have no strength." Su Yuanyuan felt that he couldn't use it.

"Then I'll take you to the bathroom. There's a bathtub in it. Sit down for a while."

"Yes." Su Yuanyuan was very obedient.

Lu Chong bent over and picked up Su Yuanyuan. His right arm passed through her back and his left arm passed under her thigh. He carefully picked up Su Yuanyuan.

Her body was so soft that Lu Chong even felt that a little force would break her slender body.

Su Yuanyuan lay in Lu Chong's arms, his long hair spreading like a waterfall.

She still turned her face sideways and didn't dare to look at Lu Chong, but she grabbed his arm with both hands.

She looked so helpless, so delicate, but so attractive.

Lu Chong's eyes fell on the peerless face, and his heart suddenly became very calm. He met again. He secretly vowed that no matter whether he and she could finally walk together, he would do his best to protect her life.

Lu Chong carefully put Su Yuanyuan into the bathtub and tried the water temperature: "I'll drain the water first and turn my back to you. When you say OK, I'll turn it off."

"Yes," Su Yuanyuan whispered.

Lu breathed a sigh of relief, which showed that Su Yuanyuan was not angry about what had just happened.

When the water was in the middle, Su Yuanyuan said softly, "thank you. I have strength."

"Well, I'll wait for you at the door. You must call me if you have anything."

"Yes."

Lu Chong left a little lost.

Not long ago, the sound of water splashing came from the bathroom.

After a while, Su Yuanyuan came out wrapped in a snow-white bath towel. His pink faded and his expression was no longer so light. Instead, he showed a rare surprise: "at the same table, your Qigong is amazing. All the small scars on my body have disappeared. Even the big scars have become very shallow. If you don't look carefully, you can't see it. Did you really do it?"

Su Yuanyuan stared at Lu Chong with curiosity in her eyes. Those wounds have always been what she cares most about physically. She has been distressed since childhood. Unexpectedly, they were easily solved by Lu Chong.

Lu Chong smiled and said, "of course it's my credit."

Su Yuanyuan sighed softly, "I owe you more."

Lu Chong opened his mouth and said, "I have just returned it."

"Damn!" Su Yuanyuan waved his fist, but his heart could not harden. Instead, he pushed Lu Chong outward: "I want to change my clothes!" Su Yuanyuan pushed Lu Chong out of the door.

Lu Chong stood outside the door and recalled what had just happened. The more he thought about it, the more wrong he became. Su Yuanyuan's arrogance, stubbornness and strong self-esteem were well known, but she was not angry at all. There was definitely a problem in it. Although there are other factors, it seems that she wants to repay her kindness.

Soon, Su Yuanyuan in a white dress came out.

She recovered her old expression, even her eyes didn't change, as if nothing had happened inside.

Lu Chong said, "let's go."

Su Yuanyuan followed and said, "it's raining outside."

Lu Chong said, "I have to borrow two umbrellas from the waiter."

When they came to the door, they found that the former receptionist came over with an umbrella and said respectfully, "Mr. Lu, I'm very sorry. Just now the guests left one after another with an umbrella. Now there's only one umbrella left. You might as well stay in the hotel."

Lu Chong was willing to stay here, but thinking of the reaction of his old classmates, he said, "forget it, we'll go back now."

Lu Chong took the umbrella. He was a little helpless. No fool would believe that there was only one umbrella left here. The clever receptionist's purpose of doing so was obvious, but Lu Chong was not easy to find out. Since he failed to live up to others' kindness, he could not attack others' enthusiasm. Su Yuanyuan seemed to know nothing and walked out with Lu Chong.

Lu Chong looked at the rain outside. It was quite heavy. He opened his umbrella and naturally took Su Yuanyuan's waist. He leaned his umbrella to her side: "let's go."

"HMM." then, neither of them spoke and slowly stepped down the stone steps.

The wind was a little strong, and Lu Chong deliberately tilted his umbrella towards Su Yuanyuan, causing half of his body to get wet.

Su Yuanyuan turned his head and looked at him. His eyes relaxed, but he didn't speak. He just whispered, "I'm a little cold."

Lu Chong held her left arm harder, and Su Yuanyuan's body was completely attached to Lu Chong.

Wearing high-heeled sandals, Su Yuanyuan suddenly slipped under his feet and exclaimed.

Lu Chong quickly clamped her with his arm so that she didn't fall.

Lu Chong asked, "did you hurt your foot?"

Su Yuanyuan said, "No."

Lu Chong said, "it's easier to go up the mountain than to go down the mountain. Now it's raining and slippery. It takes about ten minutes to walk. I'll carry you and you can help me with an umbrella."

Su Yuanyuan hesitated and didn't speak.

"If you don't tell me, I'll take it as your promise." Lu Chong put his umbrella in her hand, then stood on the steps below her and squatted slightly.

Su Yuanyuan looked at Lu Chong's body wet by the rain, sighed, put his left hand around Lu Chong's neck and held an umbrella in his right hand.

"Don't let go." Lu Chong put Su Yuanyuan on his back, bent his arms through her legs and firmly dragged her.

Su Yuanyuan is a ballet dancer. His body is as light as a swallow. He has no burden on Lu Chong.

However, Lu Chong still has a burden, and the greater burden comes from psychology.

To be exact, it is not a burden, but suffering.

On the way back and forth, you have to take steps. It's bumpy and ups and downs.

Su Yuanyuan is what Wen Xiaoli said again.

Lu Chong usually has a strong concentration, but in the face of Su Yuanyuan, he is flustered and can't calm down.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. When we came to the townhouse, it had changed from moderate rain to heavy rain. The dark clouds in the sky were thicker and there was no stopping trend.

Lu Chong put Su Yuanyuan at the door of the villa: "go in, take a bath and have a good sleep."

"Well," Su Yuanyuan said faintly and handed Lu Chong his umbrella.

Lu rushed to the next door with an umbrella.

At this time, Su Yuanyuan suddenly whispered, "if you and I go back together, will you hold my hand and say what I didn't dare to say in my ear?"

"Yes." Lu Chong's voice was very firm.

"Today is the happiest day of my life." Su Yuanyuan said and entered the villa.

Holding an umbrella, Lu Chong returned to the villa where the male classmate was located.

They were talking and laughing on the first floor. When they saw Lu Chong, they showed envy or ambiguous eyes.