Chapter 82: Could you please remove your makeup, Miss Si (1)
After Being Robbed of Everything, She Returns as a Goddess
Chapter 082: Could you please remove your makeup, Miss Si (1)
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The assistant shook his head and casually put aside Si Fuqing’s info.
After all, Si Fuqing was still an artist under Tianle Media, the leader of the entertainment industry. So it was not good to just throw it away. There must be some formality.
After grouping all the registration forms, the assistant put them away and locked them in the cabinet.
**
At six o'clock in the evening, Si Fuqing came out of the training base on time.
Not far from the training base, a black car was parked.
Because of the car's standard model and the lack of nameplate, passersby didn't pay much attention.
Seeing the girl coming out, Feng San immediately opened the car door: "Miss Si, Ninth Brother asked me to pick you up and take you there."
Si Fuqing leaned forward, bent over and got into the car: "Go, Sansan."
The corner of Feng San's mouth twitched as he quickly started the car.
Thirty minutes later, the car arrived at the villa.
"Hey, isn't Tangtang here?" Si Fuqing walked in and looked around, "Has she gone home?"
Yu Xiheng mumbled faintly: "Ran out to go shopping."
Si Fuqing sighed and said: "It's great to be young. When you get old, you don't have the motivation to walk anymore.”
When she woke up, she was six years younger.
Being eighteen all over again was the only thing that comforted her.
Feng San looked at Si Fuqing strangely, feeling mixed emotions.
He was 25 years old and hadn’t said he was old yet. Miss Si was 18 and already had an elderly mentality?
Yu Xiheng finished reading the document in his hand and looked up: "Why are you looking for me?”
“Let me take a look at your leg muscles and nerves.” Si Fuqing walked over to him and sat down, taking out her medical gloves and putting them on, “I'll prescribe the right medicine.”
Yu Xiheng's eyes drooped, and his emotions remained motionless in his light amber pupils: "Go ahead.”
She rolled up his trouser, revealing the man's slender legs.
His legs were smooth, the muscles were refined and firm.
It was not as thick as a muscular man, nor was it thin, it was just right.
It was the perfect body type that looked lean when dressed and had muscles when undressed.
Si Fuqing, wearing medical gloves, moved up his ankle and gently pressed: "So it's not my imagination, your muscles are really good.”
She knows what she touched, and she could feel it even through her gloves.
It was as if something had been ignited and was about to explode.
Yu Xiheng's eyes suddenly darkened, and his voice also grew a little deeper: "Don't touch.”
"Hmm? Is it uncomfortable here too?" Si Fuqing said, but she subconsciously pressed it again.
Swish!
The next second, her wrist was in his grip.
The chill brought by his skin's contact made her fingers move slightly.
But he just blocked her movements with a gentle force.
He seemed to sigh lightly: "Don't touch it.”
"Understood." Si Fuqing finally realized, "You are too sensitive here, I won't touch it."
Yu Xiheng's expression was even darker.
But he didn't say anything.
“Okay, let me give you an example." Si Fuqing dragged a certain Pixiu from her bag and pulled up one of its front legs. “Look, I'm going to treat you from this part of your thigh first.”
Xiaobai: “???”
This dog owner was getting more and more like “dogs”.
Why bully its short and chubby legs now.
Yu Xiheng supported his elbow, his eyes returning to a calm state.
He nodded and said, “What’s the diagnosis?”
These words, on the contrary, were the same as those old guys from the Miracle Doctor Alliance.
"Your leg disease is peculiar and different from other acquired disabilities." Si Fuqing frowned, "You have obviously been disabled for years, but your muscles haven't atrophied*. It's really strange."
"That's why this is difficult." Si Fuqing stroked her chin, "But I'm true to my word, I'll definitely cure you."
After a round of inspection, Si Fuqing also made new discoveries and recorded some key points in her notebook.
Yu Xiheng was still sitting on the sofa, calmly.
He looked at her: "Go get some rest."
"Got it." Si Fuqing waved her hands and lightly made her way to her room.
All the toiletries inside were ready.
"Hmm? You said that the scent on his body is very familiar?" Si Fuqing squatted down, "How familiar? Oh, you said he was like letting you meet your father?"
Before Xiaobai could say anything more, it was suddenly picked up.
Si Fuqing stared at it: "What are you dreaming about, your father is in front of you."
Xiaobai: “......”
Woowoowoo, this master was so fierce.
“But there aren't many people who you feel familiar with.” Said Si Fuqing thoughtfully, then her tone suddenly sank.”No, Bai Jinyu*, you dog pixiu! What makes you feel familiar is the smell of gold, right?”
Xiaobai noticed something was wrong and ran away.
But before he could run two steps, he was picked up again.
Xiaobai could only rub Si Fuqing's palm flatteringly, and let out another cry.
"Give up, I don't believe you." Si Fuqing put it on the table, "Be honest with me and restore your strength."
Xiaobai rolled over, feeling bitter.
When would it have a lot of gold to eat? It couldn't live on like this anymore.
After all, Si Fuqing was still an artist under Tianle Media, the leader of the entertainment industry. So it was not good to just throw it away. There must be some formality.
After grouping all the registration forms, the assistant put them away and locked them in the cabinet.
**
At six o'clock in the evening, Si Fuqing came out of the training base on time.
Not far from the training base, a black car was parked.
Because of the car's standard model and the lack of nameplate, passersby didn't pay much attention.
Seeing the girl coming out, Feng San immediately opened the car door: "Miss Si, Ninth Brother asked me to pick you up and take you there."
Si Fuqing leaned forward, bent over and got into the car: "Go, Sansan."
The corner of Feng San's mouth twitched as he quickly started the car.
Thirty minutes later, the car arrived at the villa.
"Hey, isn't Tangtang here?" Si Fuqing walked in and looked around, "Has she gone home?"
Yu Xiheng mumbled faintly: "Ran out to go shopping."
Si Fuqing sighed and said: "It's great to be young. When you get old, you don't have the motivation to walk anymore.”
When she woke up, she was six years younger.
Being eighteen all over again was the only thing that comforted her.
Feng San looked at Si Fuqing strangely, feeling mixed emotions.
He was 25 years old and hadn’t said he was old yet. Miss Si was 18 and already had an elderly mentality?
Yu Xiheng finished reading the document in his hand and looked up: "Why are you looking for me?”
“Let me take a look at your leg muscles and nerves.” Si Fuqing walked over to him and sat down, taking out her medical gloves and putting them on, “I'll prescribe the right medicine.”
Yu Xiheng's eyes drooped, and his emotions remained motionless in his light amber pupils: "Go ahead.”
She rolled up his trouser, revealing the man's slender legs.
His legs were smooth, the muscles were refined and firm.
It was not as thick as a muscular man, nor was it thin, it was just right.
It was the perfect body type that looked lean when dressed and had muscles when undressed.
Si Fuqing, wearing medical gloves, moved up his ankle and gently pressed: "So it's not my imagination, your muscles are really good.”
She knows what she touched, and she could feel it even through her gloves.
It was as if something had been ignited and was about to explode.
Yu Xiheng's eyes suddenly darkened, and his voice also grew a little deeper: "Don't touch.”
"Hmm? Is it uncomfortable here too?" Si Fuqing said, but she subconsciously pressed it again.
Swish!
The next second, her wrist was in his grip.
The chill brought by his skin's contact made her fingers move slightly.
But he just blocked her movements with a gentle force.
He seemed to sigh lightly: "Don't touch it.”
"Understood." Si Fuqing finally realized, "You are too sensitive here, I won't touch it."
Yu Xiheng's expression was even darker.
But he didn't say anything.
“Okay, let me give you an example." Si Fuqing dragged a certain Pixiu from her bag and pulled up one of its front legs. “Look, I'm going to treat you from this part of your thigh first.”
Xiaobai: “???”
This dog owner was getting more and more like “dogs”.
Why bully its short and chubby legs now.
Yu Xiheng supported his elbow, his eyes returning to a calm state.
He nodded and said, “What’s the diagnosis?”
These words, on the contrary, were the same as those old guys from the Miracle Doctor Alliance.
"Your leg disease is peculiar and different from other acquired disabilities." Si Fuqing frowned, "You have obviously been disabled for years, but your muscles haven't atrophied*. It's really strange."
Yu Xiheng remained calm and looked back with a smile: "I can exercise.”*atrophied: having progressively declined or weakened, decreased in size.
"That's why this is difficult." Si Fuqing stroked her chin, "But I'm true to my word, I'll definitely cure you."
After a round of inspection, Si Fuqing also made new discoveries and recorded some key points in her notebook.
Yu Xiheng was still sitting on the sofa, calmly.
He looked at her: "Go get some rest."
"Got it." Si Fuqing waved her hands and lightly made her way to her room.
All the toiletries inside were ready.
-toiletries
"Hmm? You said that the scent on his body is very familiar?" Si Fuqing squatted down, "How familiar? Oh, you said he was like letting you meet your father?"
Before Xiaobai could say anything more, it was suddenly picked up.
Si Fuqing stared at it: "What are you dreaming about, your father is in front of you."
Xiaobai: “......”
Woowoowoo, this master was so fierce.
“But there aren't many people who you feel familiar with.” Said Si Fuqing thoughtfully, then her tone suddenly sank.”No, Bai Jinyu*, you dog pixiu! What makes you feel familiar is the smell of gold, right?”
She narrowed her fox eyes and released a murderous aura.*Bai Jinyu: In case you forget, remember the Pixiu’s cool name? ^^
Xiaobai noticed something was wrong and ran away.
But before he could run two steps, he was picked up again.
Xiaobai could only rub Si Fuqing's palm flatteringly, and let out another cry.
"Give up, I don't believe you." Si Fuqing put it on the table, "Be honest with me and restore your strength."
Xiaobai rolled over, feeling bitter.
When would it have a lot of gold to eat? It couldn't live on like this anymore.
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