Shi Xi, a Taekwondo black belt master, transmigrated into a novel she just finished reading, taking on the role of a sickly beauty who was about to be written off.
President Big Brother Shi H...
Dijiu glanced at Di'er, wondering if Miss Shi was taking advantage of their absence to mistreat Al.
Shi Xi watched as Di Jiu kept turning back to look at her, and slowly moved out with small, quick steps. Only after closing the door and completely blocking her view did she withdraw her gaze from the outside.
"Why don't you try it and see how it tastes?" Shi Xi poured out a bowl of soup and handed it to Di Er.
Di'er didn't answer. "Does Master know you make soup?"
"I know. He's right next to me when I make the soup. Don't worry, with him watching me add the seasonings, it won't taste bad."
Although she didn't taste the soup herself, Di Chenxiao had tasted it and said it was very good, so it should be... alright.
Dier took the soup, but instead of using a spoon, he drank a mouthful directly from the bowl.
Shi Xi asked eagerly, "How is it? Is it delicious?"
He swallowed the soup stuck in his throat, and his already sore throat became even more painful.
"good!"
Salty, very salty, extremely salty!
Besides being salty, it's also spicy!
It's not only spicy, but also very sour!
In addition to the salty, spicy, and sour flavors, there's also a sweet aftertaste, making the taste indescribable.
He had reason to suspect that Di Chenxiao had secretly added some questionable ingredients to the soup when Shi Xi wasn't looking.
After taking a sip, Di'er put down the bowl. "I'm not hungry. You can leave it here and drink it when you're hungry."
"oh--"
"Is there anything else?"
Di'er's unspoken message was that he should leave this place as soon as possible and not stay by his side, because he was afraid that his master would take revenge on him after he recovered.
Poor Di'er, he was unaware that Di Chenxiao held a grudge against him and planned to personally train his abilities.
Shi Xi sat on the edge of the bed, head down, and whispered, "Di'er, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to hurt you. I just... I just kicked you lightly. Who knew you... you were so fragile?"
Di'er: "..."
A gentle kick?
Did she know that he was second in ability among the leaders of the secret guards? Apart from Di Yi, no one could match him. If anyone wanted to break his leg, they would need to be stronger and faster than him.
The speed was so fast that he couldn't react in time, which caused his leg to break.
Don't tell him that the master doesn't know Shi Xi has such explosive power.
On the pristine white hospital bed, Di'er gradually fell into deep thought. Shi Xi's skills were very strange. He had felt something was off from the first time she entered the torture chamber. Now, she had broken his leg with ease, which was even stranger.
He didn't speak, and Shi Xi didn't dare to speak either.
Shi Xi, who is usually very talkative, really didn't know what to say.
The damage has already been done; saying sorry is useless; making pork rib soup is useless; even feeling apologetic is useless.
A broken bone must hurt a lot. Last time, she was cut on the neck by something that was stuck in her neck, and it hurt for a long time. Imagine if it were a bone broken.
well--
Shi Xi stood up and unzipped her white down jacket from the bottom up, revealing her short, slender legs.
He slammed his leg against the bedside table with a loud bang.
Shi Xi: "..."
She just wanted to sound imposing, to cheer herself up, and to muster her courage; she never expected to make such a loud noise.
Di'er frowned, wondering what this silly girl was up to now.
"What are you trying to do? Don't try to seduce me, or my master will kill me if he finds out."
Shi Xi almost couldn't catch her breath. Seduction? If she wanted to seduce, she should seduce Xiao Xiao.
"Seduction? What a load of rubbish. Here, my leg is right here. Hit it! Break it if you want. I'll just tell Xiao Xiao that I fell by accident, it has nothing to do with you."