If this is a standard idol drama routine, then Su Qingluan will definitely fall into Mu Xingzhi's arms. Mu Xingzhi's generous palms hold Su Qingluan's waist. The two look at each other lovingly, and the background is even more beautiful. Ambiguous and romantic music sounded at the right time.
However, it is a pity that Su Qingluan may have a romantic allergy. After she was caught off guard, she fell down towards Mu Xingzhi, and Mu Xingzhi did support her with lightning speed.
However, the inertia of the downward impact is obviously a little big, and Mu Xingzhi was sitting there reading a book. Although Su Qingluan's body was stopped by Mu Xingzhi's shoulders, his lower limbs were still about to fall. state.
As a result, the upper body was stable, but the lower body staggered and fell to her knees. There was a loud "dong" sound. Su Qingluan knelt firmly on the car board. For a moment, she only felt her two knees. Heartbreaking pain.
So now the posture of the two people has changed. Mu Xing holds the scroll in one hand and supports Su Qingluan with the other. Su Qingluan's upper body is supported by Mu Xingzhi to avoid close contact with the side of the carriage or the seat, which may cause head injuries. The consequences of bloodshed.
But because her chassis was unstable, her knees were in a kneeling position, as if she was kneeling down to pay homage to Mu Xingzhixing.
Such a gesture was beyond the expectations of the two of them. Mu Xingzhi also had a flash of smile in his eyes, but was pushed back by Su Qingluan with a glare.
Two coachmen were driving outside the door. Yao Guang was sitting in front of the carriage and heard the movement in the carriage. He quickly raised his voice and asked: "Cousin, cousin, did you fall?" After several days of "desensitization training" , Yaoguang has become quite proficient in calling Mu Xingzhi and Su Qingluan "cousin, cousin". Although there are still some stumbles, at least he is not unable to call out after holding it in for a long time.
In the face of Su Qingluan's "If you dare to say anything, I'll strangle you to death" glare, Mu Xingzhi raised his voice and said to the outside: "It doesn't matter, there is no need to come in." Then he stretched out his hand to help Su Qingluan up.
Su Qingluan had known before that since Mu Xingzhi was a general, he was naturally very powerful and not a real weak scholar. But this time she once again felt very intuitively the firm strength transmitted from under the light fabric - he actually "lifted" her completely in a sitting position - after all, he was close to a hundred pounds. Isn't it similar to the body shape of an adult?
Su Qingluan, who is already sixteen years old, thought with some sigh: When will I be able to develop such stable core muscles!
Looking at Su Qingluan's expression, Mu Xingzhi knew that her thoughts had wandered off to nowhere, so he asked curiously: "What is Qingluan thinking about?"
"I'm thinking that your waist and abdomen must be very strong. You can't fall if you shake like that just now."
Mu Xingzhi originally wanted to say "Qingluan deserves the prize", but Su Qingluan's next sentence was "How did you practice that".
Mu Xingzhi smiled and said: "I started learning to ride and shoot as soon as I could walk. I joined the army when I was eleven, and when I was twelve..."
"Okay, okay," Su Qingluan quickly made a pause gesture, "The life of a genius is too far away from ordinary people like me, so I'd better find another way."
Although Mu Xingzhi didn't know the specific meaning of Su Qingluan's "pause" gesture, she could roughly decode it based on the context, so she secretly wrote down the gesture while smiling and keeping silent.
After a moment, he pointed to the place under Su Qingluan's leg: "There is a hidden compartment there, and the second porcelain bottle from the right contains ointment for bruises."
At this time, Su Qingluan's knees were so painful from the bump that he didn't dare to move his legs. Hearing this, he subconsciously followed Mu Xingzhi's instructions and took out a small porcelain vase with blue and white patterns.
"Apply this bruise ointment to the injured area three times a day, and it will have miraculous effects within three days."
As he said that, Mu Xingzhi automatically turned his body away from Su Qingluan - although her injury was on her knee, which is nothing shameful in modern people's thinking, but in this era, "knee", Rather, "all parts covered by clothing" are considered "private parts".
In other words, it would be inappropriate for Mu Xingzhi, who is just a "plastic couple", to avoid looking away.
However, Su Qingluan only wanted to relieve the pain quickly, so she didn't care about it for a while. Da Lala started to roll up her trouser legs to apply medicine to herself.
The ointment is light milky yellow in color and smells of a grassy fragrance. It also has a light cooling feeling when applied to the affected area.
In order to promote the absorption of the ointment, Su Qingluan endured the pain and gently massaged it a few times.
But I have to say that this ointment is indeed very effective, but after a while, Su Qingluan felt that the sharp pain in his knees became much lighter, at least he dared to move his knees back and forth.
At this time, she raised her gaze to look at Mu Xingzhi, only to realize that he had turned his entire body around. Only then did she realize how "bold" her action of tucking up his trouser legs was. Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a little awkward, so she quickly put down her trouser legs and said softly: "You can turn around now."
Mu Xingzhi turned his head and looked at Su Qingluan with lowered eyes: "Can you sit over a little bit?"
"What to do?" Su Qingluan was a little nervous.
Mu Xingzhi glanced at her with a half-smile but Su Qingluan didn't know why he saw the words "What are you being so sentimental about" in his eyes.
Sure enough, the next moment, the man pointed at Su Qingluan's knee: "The collision just now was a bit serious. Let me see if you hurt any bones."
"...Oh, thank you." Su Qingluan sat down obediently, feeling a little feverish on her face: Now because she "had some thoughts" about Mu Xingzhi, she always felt that the atmosphere between the two was a bit... It's really inappropriate to be ambiguous - the other party doesn't mean that, right?
After some self-psychological construction, Su Qingluan secretly despised her unhealthy thoughts.
Mu Xingzhi, on the other hand, stretched out his hands to check Su Qingluan's knees as if nothing had happened.
When Su Qingluan didn't feel anything originally, this kind of "examination" naturally made her feel nothing. After all, "patients don't avoid doctors." In her previous life, she went to the hospital for surgery, and it was just like that when she took off all her clothes. The doctor man in the hospital Women have it, so doctors are probably used to seeing it.
But now, because Su Qingluan is aware of the throbbing in her heart, even if the man does not have any ambiguous touch as a check, she will feel that the other person's fingertips seem to have magic that makes the heart beat faster. Just the slightest touch made her want to run away.
Mu Xingzhi keenly noticed this subconscious dodge. He raised his head and looked at Su Qingluan: "It still hurts?"
Su Qingluan shook her head quickly: "It's just a little itchy." Of course, this was nonsense. Except for her waist, she basically didn't have any itchy flesh anywhere else. But this was the only way to say it, which sounded more logical.
Mu Xingzhi didn't seem to feel anything was wrong with Su Qingluan, and just nodded: "I'll try to be more careful."
