People are in love, Qingmei is actually a star observer

Chapter 143 How can these legs be so smooth?

When Tong Ling saw this photo, her eyes flashed with brilliance and she couldn't help but exclaimed: "Wow, Zi Huan can actually dunk. This posture is so handsome."

He is indeed the man I like, handsome and strong.

After saying that, she immediately took out her mobile phone, turned on Bluetooth and started to import photos, trying to copy all the photos of Wang Zihuan in Pei Qianyi's mobile phone.

When Pei Qianyi saw her doing this, no matter how good-tempered she was, she couldn't help it anymore, "Lingdang, are you going too far? The photos my sister took under the scorching sun, you want to take away all the photos without saying a word?" Give it back to me.”

"Oh, sister Qianyi, you are the best. I will return the phone after I copy it." Tong Ling put herself in green tea mode and continued to standby.

"It's good to show you, don't go too far." Pei Qianyi stretched out her hand to ask for the phone but did not grab it. She couldn't do that kind of thing.

Although Tong Ling wanted to take it away, she couldn't bear the slightly resentful look in Pei Qianyi's eyes. After sending a few of her favorite photos, she returned the phone to the actress sister.

"Huh, stingy." Tong Ling cursed in her heart.

Of course, she was embarrassed to say it on the surface, but she couldn't do such a thing as "employing people to face the front and not using people to face the back".

Well, at least Tong Ling has decided to be good sisters with Pei Qianyi for a day.

In the venue, Wang Zihuan deliberately controlled the intensity of his bounces and did not make such shocking jumps. The four of them fought like this back and forth.

Liu Xiwan rarely exercised before, so there were a lot of sweat beads on her forehead at this moment, but she was still playing with great interest and kept running up and down the front court to catch the ball.

The game came to the match point unknowingly, and Gao Qiming sent a high-speed ball directly into the first half of Wang Zihuan's side.

Liu Xiwan immediately started running, anticipating the trajectory of the ball and wanting to hit back, but the changes in the tennis ball exceeded her expectations, and it flew directly towards her face. If it hit her face, it would definitely bleed.

Fortunately, Liu Xiwan reacted quickly. She hurriedly took a step to the side, while not forgetting to make a sideways swing.

However, due to her inaccurate control of strength, she was slightly unbalanced when moving her feet. The center of gravity of her entire body tilted backwards, causing her to stumble and fall directly to the ground.

"Washing the dishes, are you okay?" Upon seeing this, Wang Zihuan dropped the racket in his hand and immediately ran towards the girl who fell to the ground.

The others also looked tense and quickly gathered over.

Liu Xiwan's face was a little pale, and there were a few bright red scars on his fair calves, which should have been worn by the fine sand on the ground.

"Master, I'm fine, I just fell a little."

She reluctantly smiled at the prince who came over, and then she held her hands on the ground, trying to get up.

Wang Zihuan immediately stretched out a hand to hold her, and Liu Xiwan did not refuse. She put her trembling hand on his warm and strong arm. Although her knees were still a little numb and weak, with stable support, she finally recovered. Stand up slowly.

Wang Zihuan stared at Liu Xiwan's calf, feeling very guilty.Although Liu Xiwan's fall had little to do with him, he had asked Liu Xiwan to change into this skirt before. If Liu Xiwan was still wearing those casual pants, he might not have been bruised.

It would be a big sin if it left scars.

The ice-snow and smart Liu Xiwan saw the regretful look on Wang Zihuan's face and guessed what he was thinking. Instead, he began to comfort Wang Zihuan, "Master, if I were wearing casual pants, it would be inconvenient for me to exercise. I would have fallen down long ago." Yeah. And those pants are very thin and will scratch."

"I don't have a scar constitution, so I won't leave any scars."

The last sentence was purely made up by her. Liu Xiwan was very careful before and had never been injured like this, so she didn't know if there would be any scars.

At this time, others gathered around, and Gao Qiming hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have served like that."

Liu Xiwan shook his head, "It has nothing to do with you. This is my own problem. I avoided it but still wanted to save the ball, so I fell."

What she said was true. If she hadn't thought about fighting back just now, she wouldn't have fallen.But at that moment when Liu Xiwan swung the racket, all he could think about was "You can't let Master lose because of me."

"Wanwan." Jiang Zi didn't know what to say, but just looked at her distressedly.

Tong Ling squatted on the ground, looked carefully at the scars on Liu Xiwan's legs, and said, "Your injury probably didn't damage the dermis. If you go to the infirmary quickly, there shouldn't be any scars."

As an extreme sports enthusiast, Tong Ling has done her homework in this area and made her own judgment based on observation.

Upon hearing this, Pei Qianyi patted Zi Huan and said quickly: "If the infirmary has not been moved to another location, it should be not far from here. I will lead the way. Zi Huan, you carry Wan Wan on your back, so it can go faster."

Wang Zihuan nodded and squatted directly in front of Liu Xiwan, "Quick, come up. Don't refuse in this situation."

Liu Xiwan didn't hesitate and hugged Wang Zihuan's neck with Jiang Zi's support, while Wang Zihuan wrapped his arms around her legs.

"Sister Qianyi, the infirmary has been moved to another location. I will just take Master there." Liu Xiwan said.

Pei Qianyi nodded and said: "Then go quickly and don't delay. The injury is not serious. It should be fine after treatment."

Wang Zihuan said goodbye and set off with Liu Xiwan on his back. On the way, he couldn't help but feel lucky that he had been exercising recently. Otherwise, with his previous body, he would probably be unable to bear a person carrying about 50kg on his back after just a few steps.

Wang Zihuan walked very fast, and Liu Xiwan on his back could only hug his neck tightly to prevent himself from falling.Seeing the sweat dripping down his temples, Liu Xiwan said with some distress, "Master, don't be so anxious, it'll be fine."

"Are you still worried about me? If you leave scars on your legs, I will be a big sinner. I won't know how to repay the debt by then." Wang Zihuan laughed at himself.

It's not that they are being pretentious. After all, Liu Xiwan wants to be in the entertainment industry. If his flawless legs have scars, they will definitely need cosmetic surgery.

Not only does it cost a lot of money, it also takes a long time to maintain, and there is a small chance that the skin will become sensitive, so the gain outweighs the gain.

Liu Xiwan lay on his back, feeling Wang Zihuan's body temperature, and murmured: "You don't have to pay it back. How can a master owe a disciple a debt? If you tell it, it will make people laugh."

Wang Zihuan sighed inwardly, wondering if he had saved the world in his previous life.Not to mention being reborn through time travel, why are all the girls I meet so nice?

They all paid for him in their own way, but never asked for anything in return.

If at the beginning of the show, Wang Zihuan really didn't care about these women, so he did various avoidance behaviors, then now he is more of a psychological escape.

"Washing dishes, I sent you a studio invitation before, have you considered it?" he asked suddenly.

Wang Zihuan decided that if Liu Xiwan joined his personal studio, he would give the girl more songs and resources as compensation.

Hearing this, Liu Xiwan's eyes turned red and he remained silent without answering.

Wang Zihuan was not surprised. He looked at the road under his feet and said, "Sometimes, you don't have to be so strong. You can tell the problem and let Master see if there is a way to solve it."

Liu Xiwan couldn't hold it any longer, tears immediately flowed down, and he lay on Wang Zihuan's shoulder, sobbing.

"Master, let me think about it again."

She still didn't tell her why.

Wang Zihuan did not ask any more questions, but joked: "Are you afraid that I will force you to wear a skirt every day?"

Liu Xiwan was teased so much that he burst into laughter and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hand, "Master, if you like to see it, I can wear it for you every day."

"I like to see it, but I like to see it without scars, so you must not leave any scars."

"Then I will definitely not leave any scars."

The hospital's infirmary is not far from the tennis court. Wang Zihuan and Liu Xiwan walked a few dozen meters to get there.

The school doctor was a middle-aged woman. When she saw a handsome man carrying a beautiful woman on his back, followed by a cameraman, she was stunned for a moment and quickly treated the wound on Liu Xiwan's calf.

The school had informed her that a program crew would come to the music academy to film. If any guests appeared in the school doctor's office, they must show the "feature" of the music academy as soon as possible.

The school doctor who has been here for more than 20 years certainly understands what this so-called "style" is.

Wang Zihuan watched the school doctor dip some iodine on a cotton swab and wipe the wound on Liu Xiwan's leg. He asked with some worry: "Sister, school doctor, will there be a scar on her leg?"

When the middle-aged school doctor heard a handsome guy calling him "sister," the fake smile on his face suddenly turned into a real smile, and he wiped Liu Xiwan's wound a little more gently.

"The so-called scar is when the dermis is injured, and the healing of the epidermis and dermis causes the accumulation of collagen in the granulation tissue, thus forming a scar."

The school doctor faced the camera and showed off his knowledge, "Her abrasion did not damage the dermis. As long as it is not a scar, there will be no scar."

In fact, this is also due to the fact that the tennis court in the Yinyuan also has a plastic floor, but some sand rubbed Liu Xiwan's calves.

Hearing this, Wang Zihuan felt a little relieved, looked at Liu Xiwan and asked, "You don't have a scar constitution."

"Well, actually I'm not sure." Liu Xiwan blushed a little. She just said that to comfort Wang Zihuan.

"." The prince was speechless.

The school doctor smiled after hearing their conversation, "Beauty, do you have any scars where you were vaccinated when you were a child?"

Liu Xiwan shook his head, "No."

"That's not the case. Scar bodies are very rare. I have been working in the industry for more than 20 years and have never seen many. Real scar bodies will proliferate even if they are bitten by a mosquito."

After speaking, the school doctor glanced at Liu Xiwan's two smooth legs, "Do you think her legs would be so smooth if she had a scar?"

Wang Zihuan also scanned it carefully, nodded and said, "It's indeed quite white. Ahem! It's quite smooth."

Seeing Wang Zihuan's serious look, Liu Xiwan covered his mouth and laughed.

(End of this chapter)