Is it hard to chase the school beauty?It doesn't matter, she still has roommates

"Qin Luo, where are you? Are you free now? Come to Xueyuan Community, I... I need to talk to you about something."

Qin Luo recalled Chen Yihan's sullen appearance when she left that morning, and then thought of that troublesome boy Liu Xiaozhi, and roughly guessed why Liu Piaopiao wanted to see him.

He glanced at the time; it wasn't too late yet, so he replied.

"Okay, I'll be there right away."

After hanging up the phone, he turned the car around, and the Koenigsegg traced a graceful arc as it drove towards the Xueyuan residential area.

Qin Luo drove to Xueyuan Residential Area, went upstairs familiarly, stood in front of Liu Piaopiao's door, and rang the doorbell.

Not long after, the door clicked open from the inside.

Liu Piaopiao's figure appeared at the door.

She had clearly just taken a shower; her long, black hair was still damp and casually draped over her shoulders, emitting a faint, refreshing scent of shower gel that smelled very pleasant.

She wore a silk slip dress with a matching robe loosely draped over it, the belt casually tied, revealing her delicate collarbone and a patch of fair skin. The dress only reached mid-thigh, below which were a pair of straight, slender, beautiful legs, barefoot on the floor.

She wasn't wearing any makeup, her bare face making her skin appear even more delicate and her features more refined. She exuded a relaxed, homely charm, a stark contrast to her usual serious and capable demeanor as a counselor.

"You're here? Come in."

When Liu Piaopiao saw Qin Luo, she spoke naturally and stepped aside to let him into the house, as if the awkwardness between them last night had long since vanished.

As Qin Luo entered the living room, the fresh scent of shower gel lingered around his nose even stronger.

"Help yourself to whatever you want to drink; there are beverages and water in the refrigerator."

Liu Piaopiao casually remarked, then walked to the sofa, sat down, curled up her legs, gathered the hem of her bathrobe, and relaxed her posture.

Qin Luo didn't stand on ceremony. He walked to the refrigerator, opened the door, took out a bottle of "C'estbon" mineral water, unscrewed the cap, and took a sip. The cool liquid slid down his throat, bringing a refreshing sensation.

He took the water bottle, walked to the other side of the sofa, sat down, looked at Liu Piaopiao, and asked directly.

"Why did you call me over so late? Is it because of Xiao Zhi again?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Piaopiao dropped her languid expression and became serious, looking intently at Qin Luo with her beautiful eyes.

Qin Luo felt a little uncomfortable under her serious gaze, and teased her half-jokingly.

"What's wrong? Instructor Liu, that look you're giving me the creeps... What mistake have I made this time?"

Looking at his nonchalant attitude, Liu Piaopiao couldn't help but roll her eyes at him, but a slight smile appeared on her lips, and her tone was sincere.

"Stop joking. I called you here to thank you."

"Thank me?"

Qin Luo was somewhat surprised.

"no need thank me?"

"Thank you for helping Xiaozhi."

Liu Piaopiao's tone was very sincere.

"I made a special trip to their school today to talk to his homeroom teacher and find out what was going on. The teacher said that Xiaozhi was like a different person today. He was very attentive in class, took detailed notes, and even answered questions on his own initiative!"

This is unprecedented! I asked him what happened, and he only said that he had figured it out himself.

But I suspect it's related to how you 'dealt with' him yesterday.

She leaned forward slightly, looking at Qin Luo with curiosity.

"What method did you use? I've tried hitting him and yelling at him, but nothing worked. How did you manage to change him so much overnight? I'm so curious!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Luo suddenly realized what it was all about.

He shook the water bottle in his hand and said in a relaxed tone.

"My method is very simple, it boils down to one word—money."

"money?"

Liu Piaopiao was taken aback for a moment, then frowned, her tone carrying a hint of disapproval.

"You gave him money? Qin Luo, this won't do!"
That will spoil him!
He's already a bad student; if you give him more money, won't he just become even worse...?

"Don't rush, let me finish."

Qin Luo interrupted her and, smiling, told Liu Piaopiao everything that had happened at the barbecue stand the night before.

This includes how Liu Xiaozhi was tricked into paying a bill by Zhang Ling and her gang, how he was humiliated, how she used one million yuan in cash to help him out of the predicament and slap those people in the face, and how Liu Xiaozhi finally saw through Zhang Ling's true colors and angrily slapped her.

"...That's just the way it is."

Qin Luo shrugged.

“I didn’t give him money directly. I just used facts to let him see what kind of people his so-called friends and ‘goddesses’ were. I also showed him that while money isn’t everything, it can sometimes make people see things more clearly and give them more confidence.”

He was probably traumatized, realizing how foolish he'd been to waste his studies and time on people like that.

After listening to Qin Luo's account, Liu Piaopiao remained silent for a moment, a complex look flashing in her eyes.

There was heartache for his younger brother being bullied, anger at the gang of thugs, but more than anything, there was a sense of relief and gratitude.

She breathed a long sigh of relief, her gaze towards Qin Luo filled with sincere gratitude.

"So that's how it is... I understand now. It wasn't the money that made him grow up so quickly; it was the emotional setbacks that made him mature all at once."

Qin Luo, thank you so much.

"If you hadn't been there and reminded him in time, who knows how far he would have gone down that wrong path."

"It's just a little effort."

Qin Luo smiled and said nonchalantly.

Then, he changed the subject, looking at Liu Piaopiao with a mocking gaze.

"However, Instructor Liu, gratitude can't just be expressed verbally, can it? Have you forgotten that you still owe me something?"

Liu Piaopiao was taken aback at first, then realized what was happening, and two barely perceptible blushes appeared on her face. She glared at Qin Luo reproachfully.

"Don't worry! I will never go back on my promise! Starting tomorrow, I will give you a traditional Chinese massage once a day for a whole month. I remember it clearly!"

"That's good."

Qin Luo nodded in satisfaction.

However, Liu Piaopiao changed the subject, her eyes darting around and her voice lowering.

"Actually... I called you here today not only to thank you, but also for another matter..." "Oh? What is it?"

Qin Luo asked curiously.

Liu Piaopiao seemed a little embarrassed to speak. She lowered her head slightly, her fingers unconsciously twisting the belt of her bathrobe, her voice barely audible.

"I...I have trouble sleeping...I wanted you...to help me."

Can't sleep?

Qin Luo was even more confused. Why would she contact him if she couldn't sleep?

He's not a sleeping pill.

Just as he was filled with doubt and about to ask more questions, Liu Piaopiao suddenly stood up and turned her back to him.

Then, under Qin Luo's surprised gaze, she reached out and slowly untied the knot on her bathrobe's belt.

The soft silk robe, freed from its constraints, slipped down her smooth skin and piled up at her ankles.

In an instant, her entire smooth back, rounded shoulders, slender waist, and pert hip curves were almost completely exposed to Qin Luo's eyes!
Only that thin slip dress barely covered the vital parts.

Qin Luo's eyes widened instantly, and he almost choked on the mineral water he hadn't swallowed yet!

What... what's going on?!

Taking off his clothes without a word?! What is Instructor Liu trying to do?! Could it be that her so-called "help" refers to...?
His mind went blank for a moment, completely baffled by Liu Piaopiao's sudden action.

The spring scenery before me was beautiful, but I was also caught off guard and felt shocked and bewildered.

However, just as Qin Luo was in a state of mental turmoil, his gaze suddenly fixed on the back of Liu Piaopiao's smooth left shoulder—there, there was a very clear footprint-like mark with bluish-purple bruises! It stood out starkly against her fair skin!
This person was clearly recently injured!
Qin Luo instantly snapped out of his romantic reverie, his brows furrowing as he asked in a deep voice.

What happened to the injury on your shoulder?

These footprints...who did this?

Upon hearing Qin Luo's question, Liu Piaopiao realized the extent of the misunderstanding caused by her actions. Her cheeks flushed instantly, and she frantically tried to pull up her slipping robe to cover herself.

But because of her panic, her movements were a bit clumsy, and she almost caused the straps of her nightgown to slip down, which drew a small gasp and an even more frantic attempt to cover herself up.

After finally managing to wrap herself back in her bathrobe, leaving only her injured shoulder exposed, Liu Piaopiao glared at Qin Luo with a mixture of shame and annoyance, and said irritably.

"What are you looking at! Haven't you ever seen a woman get hurt before?!"

She paused for a moment before explaining.

"It wasn't anyone who did it. It happened this afternoon at the training hall. I was sparring with Ai Yiqian and she accidentally kicked me."

"Ai Yiqian?"

Qin Luo thought for a moment and seemed to have some impression of the name. It seemed to be a friend of Liu Piaopiao, who was also a martial arts practitioner.

He carefully examined the bruise's mark and location, shook his head, and spoke with a hint of analysis in his tone.

"That kick was powerful and the angle was tricky. Ai Yiqian's skills are probably not just those of an ordinary Taekwondo black belt, right? With your level, it's no wonder you lost to her."

Although Liu Piaopiao knew that Qin Luo was telling the truth, she still felt a little embarrassed by his bluntness, especially after just experiencing such an awkward situation.

She retorted angrily.

"Hey! Don't underestimate me! I'm a proper black belt in Taekwondo! I was just not in good form today and I was careless for a moment!"

As she spoke, seemingly to strengthen her persuasiveness, she tried to turn to face Qin Luo, but the movement was a little too large, and her newly wrapped nightgown slipped again, startling her so much that she quickly grabbed the hem of her robe, her face flushing even more, feeling both ashamed and embarrassed.

Qin Luo found her flustered yet trying-to-be-calm appearance somewhat amusing, but his gaze remained clear. He didn't take the opportunity to gain an advantage or continue teasing her, which actually calmed Liu Piaopiao down a bit.

To ease the awkward atmosphere, and because the pain from her injury was indeed unbearable, Liu Piaopiao cleared her throat and forcibly steered the conversation back on track.

"Cough cough... Well... it's because of this bruise, it's swollen and painful, and it's keeping me tossing and turning so I can't sleep."

That's why I thought of calling you over... Aren't you known as a 'miracle doctor'? Even Director Li Ping and the others speak highly of you. You should be able to handle this minor injury, right?"

So that's what the so-called "help" meant! Qin Luo finally understood completely, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, while also feeling a bit amused and exasperated.

This instructor, Liu, doesn't speak clearly; he almost misunderstood something just now.

"So that's what happened."

Qin Luo nodded and pointed to the sofa.

"Lie down, or lie flat, and expose your injured shoulder."

Liu Piaopiao did as she was told, carefully lying on her side on the sofa, with her injured left shoulder facing Qin Luo. She slightly pulled open the collar of her bathrobe, revealing the clear bruise of her footprint.

Qin Luo pulled up a stool and sat down next to the sofa.

He first carefully observed the extent and color of the bruise, then extended his right hand, his palm hovering about an inch above the bruise.

Instead of touching the injury directly with his hands, he mobilized a wisp of energy within his body, gathered it in his palm, and, in conjunction with a unique massage technique, gently stroked and pressed the bruise from a distance.

His movements appeared gentle, yet they contained a unique rhythm and power.

The warmth emanating from his palm, mixed with internal energy, seeped into Liu Piaopiao's skin and muscles like invisible ripples.

At first, Liu Piaopiao was a little nervous and shy, but soon she felt a gentle yet powerful warmth coming from Qin Luo's palm, enveloping her injured shoulder.

The original bloating and pain, under the influence of this warm current and Qin Luo's special techniques, was relieved and dissipated rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye!
The color of the bruises seemed to have faded slightly.

The whole process lasted only about two or three minutes.

Qin Luo withdrew his hand, his breathing steady, as if he had only done a trivial matter.

"Alright, the blood circulation has improved, and some of the blood stasis has dissipated. The swelling should go down by tomorrow, and you'll be fine after resting for another day or two."

Liu Piaopiao moved her shoulders in disbelief, and sure enough, the throbbing pain that had bothered her for most of the night had almost completely disappeared! Only a slight tingling and numbness remained.

She sat up, pulled up her robe, and looked at Qin Luo with a look of amazement and disbelief.

"My God... Qin Luo, your massage technique is amazing! Just a few strokes and the pain is gone?! It's more effective than half a day of treatment at the hospital's physiotherapy department! What kind of technique is that?"

Qin Luo smiled at her surprised expression and retorted with the same words she had used to tease him.

"It's nothing, just a family recipe. What do you think, Instructor Liu? Am I worthy of the title 'miracle doctor'?"

Just as Qin Luo finished treating her, and Liu Piaopiao was still marveling at the miraculous disappearance of the bruise on her shoulder, the atmosphere between them became slightly relaxed and subtle as the treatment ended—

"Sis! I'm back! Look who I'm video chatting with!"

With a loud, boisterous voice and the sound of a key being inserted into the lock, the living room door was suddenly pushed open from the outside!

Liu Xiaozhi walked in excitedly, his head down, staring at his phone screen. He was clearly on a video call and completely oblivious to what was happening at home. (End of Chapter)