Chapter 442 Meticulous
Shi looked down at his red fingers, smiled and said, "It just feels so good."
After a pause, she said again: "Besides, why should I be angry?"
Because Shi Yaorong?
It is not possible.
However, I did feel a little angry just now, so I hit harder.
Shang Sizhan looked at the girl's indifferent face, as if nothing happened.
Holding her little hand with his big hand, rubbing her reddish knuckles with his thumb, he curled his lips and said, "Isn't it because of what happened last night?"
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Shi Qian's face flashed a look of embarrassment, and then returned to calm: "No."
Shang Sizhan chuckled, and suddenly asked evilly: "How does it feel?"
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Shi Qian tried to regain his composure, and his little face was once again slightly embarrassed, and he paused for a few seconds before saying: "That's it."
Shang Sizhan's finger suddenly hooked her chin, making her look up at him with her small face: "That's it? Is this dissatisfaction?"
Shi Qian stared at his handsome face, and suddenly said: "That's right, I'm not satisfied!"
Time shallow: "."
Not wanting to discuss this topic, she glanced at the sandbag next to her, and then said, "Do you want to practice together?"
Shang Sizhan let go of her chin, his eyes were full of doting: "Since you want to exercise, I will accompany you instead of sandbags."
As he spoke, he glanced at the open space next to him, and continued: "Go over there and practice moves, and fight with me."
Shi Qian followed his line of sight, hesitated for a moment, and then hugged the sandbag again: "Forget it, I don't want to fight today, so I will hit the sandbag to practice my strength."
It's not that she doesn't want to fight, it's just that she has a little strength in her arms.
So forget it.
Shang Sizhan stared at her with his dark phoenix eyes, saw her thoughts, and then smiled and said: "Okay."
Shiqian punches herself, while Shang Sizhan sits aside and watches her.
As soon as she played for a while, he handed her water and fed her fruit, taking care of everything.
At noon three days later.
after class.
Shi Qian and Wen Keer walked out of the teaching building.
Immediately after seeing Yaorong standing not far away, he seemed to be waiting for her.
Seeing Shi Qian coming out, Shi Yaorong immediately walked up to her, showing a fatherly smile, and said, "Qian Qian, you are finally out of class."
Shi Qian looked at Shi Yaorong with weird eyes.
In her impression, since she could remember, Shi Yaorong had never given her a good face.
Either indifferent, or full of anger.
He ever smiled at her
Shi Yaorong also knew that his attitude towards Shi Qian had been hostile for so many years, and the sudden change made not only Shi Qian not used to it, but even himself not used to it.
But he couldn't help it.
The mysterious man told him to do it, he had no choice.
After a long silence, Shi Qian slowly opened his mouth: "What are you doing here?"
"Qianqian, let's talk."
Shi Qian said indifferently: "I don't have time."
As he spoke, he wanted to leave.
Shi Yaorong immediately said again: "Qianqian, don't leave! My attitude was bad two days ago, and my father apologized to you. I really have something to tell you, let's find someone to talk to."
(end of this chapter)