Chapter 60 "You will always be my precious love."

Lou Yanjing chuckled with the corners of his lips.

Seeing that Li Zhi just sprained her ankle and had no other injuries, and that nothing more serious than what he was worried about had happened, he curled his lips nonchalantly, "It's hard to say."

Lou Yanjing took out a red bottle of Yunnan Baiyao.

As the strong and bony fingers opened the medicine box, the silver ring on the ring finger of her left hand reflected the light faintly.

"I don't know which little swan clearly injured its legs in high school, but it still flapped its wings and swam in the most beautiful posture for me to see."

Li Zhi knew that Lou Yanjing was talking about the time when she was secretly kidnapped.

At that time, she had a very important competition and finally made it to the finals. Even though her Achilles tendons were injured, she insisted on practicing dancing and refused to give up.

Mention your expertise.

Li Zhi straightened his back instantly and became confident and confident: "I was -"

However, she hadn't finished her words yet.

Her ankles suddenly felt cool, and the medicine sprayed on her swollen ankles, causing her to shrink subconsciously.

But someone suddenly grabbed my ankle again.

Lou Yanjing's hot breath fell on the back of her feet, and his sexy voice reached her ears: "Don't move."

That moment.

Li Zhi only felt a tingling sensation spreading from her lower body to her entire body, causing her toes to curl up slightly.

Feet held.

Her back felt numb and stiff.

But after all, the feet are such a private part that it is still a bit uncomfortable to have them held in someone else's palm.

Li Zhi tried to retract her foot.

Unexpectedly, Lou Yanjing held her hand even tighter. He raised his eyes lazily and said, "If you are not afraid that you will never be able to dance ballet again with these feet, then just keep doing it."

Li Zhi suddenly froze.

Lou Yanjing placed his burning palm on her ankle that was sprayed with medicine, and rubbed it gently with controlled strength.

Li Zhi's feet are very itchy.

Although the ankle is far less sensitive than the sole of the foot.

But when other people's palms stroked her skin, the suspense and uncertainty of not knowing when they would touch her sensitive spots still pulled her little heart.

Li Zhi's heart was dirty, soft and crisp.

She bent her knuckles slightly and dug her fingertips into the bench, trying her best to endure the burning itchiness.

Fluttering her eyelashes, she looked at Lou Yanjing with narrowed eyes: "When did you buy these things?"

Li Zhi noticed his feet.

There was a plastic bag full of various medicines for bruises and injuries, even some of the common medicines she had used when she had injured her Achilles tendon. Many of them were familiar to her.

This cannot be carried with you.

It didn't happen by magic.

"When you answered the phone just now," Lou Yan said in a casual Beijing accent, "there happened to be a drugstore nearby."

Li Zhi blinked in a daze.

Lou Yanjing raised his eyes lazily, and proudly raised the mole at the end of his eye: "Didn't he just happen to see that there was a blind man on the stage? He was worried that our Swan Princess would hurt her feet. If it affected the dance, wouldn't she cry?"

"I'm not that fond of crying." Li Zhi muttered softly.

"It's quite rare." Lou Yanjing laughed casually, "It's the first time I see Miss Zhizhi dropping a little pearl."

"Don't say it." He suddenly leaned closer.

Li Zhi blinked in a daze, her eyelashes wet into clusters like sunflowers, and her eyes, which were already clear like lychees, looked even more moist and translucent: "What did you say?"

Lou Yanjing suddenly raised his lips.

His eyes burned, as if he was staring at Li Zhi and observing her carefully for a moment: "She's pretty when she cries."

Li Zhi's cheeks turned red instantly!

She poked the bench with her fingertips again, her heart pounding: "Lou Yanjing!!!"

Lou Yanjing laughed softly with his Adam's apple rolling.

He looked at Li Zhi's reddened ears with interest. Perhaps because her cheeks were steamed red, the mist in her eyes also dissipated, and she threw away her unhappiness in an instant.

So Lou Yanjing turned his gaze away.

He curled the corners of his mouth.

He took out a stack of popsicles from the plastic bag, unwrapped them one by one, and strung them in a row like bombs.

He was just about to apply the medicine on Li Zhi's feet.

This time she couldn't stand it any longer and quickly retracted her foot: "What is this?"

Lou Yanjing glanced at him lazily with his eyes narrowed.

He even took a look at the packaging bag and showed it to Li Zhi arrogantly: "Wangwang crushed ice."

Li Zhi: “…”

She glanced at Lou Yanjing with a complicated expression: "Why are you doing this? What kind of fetish is this?"

And colorful.

I wish I could have one of each flavor.

All that’s missing is a rainbow.

But Lou Yanjing remained calm and said, "Apply ice."

He even shook the row of popsicles in his palm twice and said arrogantly: "This is the only one in the supermarket."

Li Zhi: “…………”

She looked at the row of popsicles with disdain, unable to believe that something so aesthetically advanced would appear on her ankle.

But I think it's my feet that are injured.

Ballet dancers really don't dare to bet with their feet.

So she still stretched out her legs obediently and let Lou Yanjing tie them up through a layer of towel.

Her sprain probably wasn't serious.

After spraying the medicine and applying ice, the pain and soreness almost disappeared.

"Going back?" Lou Yanjing stood up on his knees.

Li Zhi had a lot of experience with foot injuries and knew that in such situations, she needed to elevate her feet as much as possible to promote circulation.

So she relied on her dancer's softness and tenacity to swing her legs with ease: "I don't want to go back to record the show."

Lou Yanjing glanced at her feet.

He naturally raised his hand to serve as her tool, with his palm facing up on her wrist, helping her lift it.

Then he tilted his head lazily and looked at her: "Then elope?"

"Eh?" Li Zhi suddenly raised his eyes.

Although Lou Yanjing's words were somewhat ambiguous, she still understood what he meant instantly.

Li Zhi looked around quickly.

She noticed that there seemed to be no filming crew nearby, and she didn't know why, but fortunately, the program crew didn't send anyone over, so they didn't capture her embarrassing crying scene.

"It's not good, right?" Li Zhi blinked, "If we run away secretly like this, will it be considered as a breach of contract?"

But Lou Yanjing just sneered in a very low voice.

He raised his eyebrows wantonly and said arrogantly, "Our Miss Zhizhi said she didn't want to be recorded. Why would I care if it counts as a breach of contract?"

Lou Yanjing pinched his waist coldly and unrestrainedly.

When he thought of Qiao Moya's phone call just now, which made him see Li Zhi crying for the first time, he felt inexplicably unhappy.

"That one is the apple of her family's eye. She has to be coaxed, pampered, and accustomed to. Can't she tolerate even a little bit of grievance?"

Lou Yanjing looked coldly in the direction of the restaurant: "Who is not a princess that someone is happy to pamper?"

Li Zhi's heart suddenly felt hot.

It was like a cold night, but Lou Yanjing's words ignited the hottest bonfire.

"Lizhi, be tough. You have what others have."

Lou Yanjing retracted his gaze and looked back at her, his pupils dark and burning: "At least in my eyes, you will always be the golden branch and jade leaf who can't stand being wronged more than anyone else."

"Even if they are blind and don't want you, I am still willing to rush over to pamper you."