The goddess teases me every day

Chu Yao was sitting on the ground of the skating rink, because it was rented to their school, so they didn't open it after Teacher Qi left.

She hugged her knees, and it was undeniable that her body was still sore, especially her legs, which seemed to be filled with lead, and it was difficult to spread them apart.

She just sat like this all the time, not knowing whether it was because her body was more tired or her heart was more tired.

When Song Qing went to look for Chu Yao, she saw her sitting on the ground with an aggrieved appearance, pitifully like an abandoned cat, Song Qing was heartbroken and walked over to ask softly: "What's wrong?"

Chu Yao looked up at Song Qing: "Aren't I very unmotivated, I can't learn no matter what."

Song Qing looked a little annoyed, and patted her on the back: "It's okay, if we can't learn it, we won't learn it."

Chu Yao's eyes were slightly red: "No, I want to learn."

I also want to prove that I am not such a self-motivated person. Although Teacher Qi’s words are not sympathetic, seeing her not punishing her for making mistakes in the past two days is already very face-saving. Chu Yao also knows that if she continues like this, the substitute will really It's not my turn.

Song Qing supported Chu Yao to stand up, walked to one side of the stool and sat down, and put her legs on her own. Chu Yao was a little embarrassed.

"What are you doing?"

Song Qing took off her shoes, and slowly kneaded her calves and soles with her hands, which was not very skillful.

Chu Yao resisted a little, she tried to retract her leg, Song Qing pinched it and said, "Don't move, the pain won't hurt after the massage."

"it is good……"

Her voice was still full of tears, Song Qing turned to look at her after hearing this, only to see that the tip of her nose was reddish and her eyes were watery, she endured it and did not speak.

Chu Yao is petite, and her feet are much smaller than Song Qing's. It's not much bigger than a slap in her hand. Song Qing is pinching the soles of her feet through the stockings, which actually hurts a bit.

Chu Yao bit her lip and said in a broken voice, "Baby...it hurts a bit."

Song Qing strengthened her hands when she heard this voice.

"Hold on!"

Chu Yao: ...

About 10 minutes later, Song Qing put her shoes on carefully, and asked her if she was okay. Chu Yao stood up and took a few steps, and it seemed that the soreness did not feel so bad.

"When will you have a massage?"

Song Qing looked at her lap: "I just went to school two days ago."

I just went to school two days ago...

Chu Yao couldn't ask why he wanted to study anymore, the meaning was obvious.

She looked at Song Qing. Today, she let her long hair hang down her back, her brown wavy hair reached her waist, her bangs were smoothed to one side, her manner was elegant and her posture was calm.

Just giving myself a massage is like making a work of art, so serious that people dare not disturb it easily.

That's such a person.

This is the kind of person who treats himself so well.

She dared not ask for it.

Seeing that Chu Yao was silent, Song Qing dragged Chu Yao to the center of the skating rink.

"Come on, let me have a look."

Chu Yao nodded: "Okay."

From time to time, a girl's voice could be heard from the skating rink, which was separated by half a space.

"Hands up higher!"

"Straighten your back!"

"Turn around faster!"

"That's right! Do it again!"

Chu Yao didn't know how many times she trained, she seemed to be tireless, so she tried to start from the beginning again and again, and she became more and more able to grasp the points of each step.

Song Qing taught more carefully than Teacher Qi. Although she didn't participate in the choreography, it can be seen that Jiang Yuan and the others have been taught more, and it is more than enough to teach Chu Yao.

The two practiced on the skating rink for more than two hours, and Chu Yao felt that Song Qing's voice was a little hoarse.

The huge skating rink was empty of people, only a few lights were on, dim and dim.

Chu Yao stopped after doing all the steps again, her feet were soft and she just sat on the ground. Song Qing thought she was injured and hurried forward to squat down.

"what happened?"

Chu Yao shook his head: "It's okay, I don't have much energy anymore."

Song Qing smiled, took out a box of chocolates from her bag and put it in Chu Yao's hand: "Eat it."

Chu Yao seemed to have noticed Xin Dalu's tone: "You can also buy chocolate to eat."

Then thinking of the first time the two met, the gift from the basketball club asked again: "Who gave it to me again?"

Song Qing shook her head.

This is really what she bought.

Today she saw that Chu Yao was angry, but she didn't know why she was angry. She thought about buying a gift to please her. She searched N posts on the Internet, and finally asked the friends in the group to find that chocolate is better. appropriate.

At first, I was worried that Chu Yao would not accept him.

Now, it's finally sent out.

Chu Yao didn't know Song Qing's mental activities. She didn't eat a few bites at noon because of Jiang Xi's affairs, and she didn't eat all night until now. She was already hungry and skinny.

Now Song Qing's chocolate is like a timely gift.

She ate in a hurry, and she ate four or five in a short while. Song Qing took her hand and said, "Don't worry about eating, you will have to eat later."

Chu Yao was a little unsure, and licked his lips.

Seeing her appearance, Song Qing asked amusedly, "Is it delicious?"

Chu Yao looked up: "It's delicious, why don't you try it too?"

Song Qing stared at her eyes, which were shining brightly, and she contained herself. She smiled and replied, "Okay."

Seeing that she didn't open the chocolate but was staring at him instead, Chu Yao shrank back.

Song Qing suddenly restrained her waist and pulled her towards him. There was only a distance of a chocolate box between the two of them. Chu Yao's voice trembled: "What are you doing..."

Song Qing stared at her lips, followed her lips, and pecked lightly.

"I'll taste what it tastes like."

Chu Yao just felt her head explode. Song Qing was so close, she could even see clearly how long her eyelashes were and how delicate her skin was, and even... the scent was so close.

There was a warm touch on the lips, and Song Qing licked it mischievously: "Mmm, sweet."

Chu Yao blushed, her heart seemed to be about to jump out, and her breathing was short of breath.

She didn't know where to put her hands. A few strands of Song Qing's long hair fell on the back of her hanging hand, which was itchy like the touch on her lips.

Chu Yao suddenly wanted to grab it.

My mind is so dizzy that I don't know where I am now, I only know who the person in front of me is.

Song Qing licked lightly, then withdrew her body, stood up, and looked down at Chu Yao: "Aren't you up yet?"

"Oh!"

Chu Yao stood up quickly, completely unable to see how weak she was just now. She walked outside, and saw that she was hurriedly slipping back without changing her shoes, flustered for a while.

Song Qing came to her side at the right time.

"Go change your shoes."

Chu Yao lowered her head, slipped to the front of the stool, changed her shoes hastily, and was about to run with her shoes on, when Song Qing shouted behind her: "Wait for me!"

Chu Yao turned her head, her long hair brushed Song Qing's cheek, and Song Qing patted her on the shoulder: "Why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

Chu Yao didn't know where to put his eyes, and muttered in his mouth: "No hurry, no hurry."

He said that he was not in a hurry, his buttocks seemed to be on fire, and he walked fast.

Song Qing couldn't keep up with her several times.

When they arrived at the school gate, before Song Qing greeted Chu Yao, Chu Yao said, "I'm going back first, that's all for today."

He blushed and left without looking back.

Song Qing smiled helplessly and shook her head, her fingers touched her lips unconsciously.

Well she was wrong...

Chu Yao is sweeter than chocolate.

Chu Yao returned to the dormitory, and as soon as she sat down, Zhang Jing threw the lunch box to herself: "It's cold, warm it up and eat it."

Do you still need to heat it up?

Even if it's cold now, she can turn it hot after eating it.

She felt that the temperature on her body was about to smoke.

Madeleine, why is it so hot!

Zhao Ting came out of the bathroom and saw Chu Yao picking up her pajamas and swishing in. She pointed at Chu Yao's face: "You..."

Chu Yao was afraid of being seen, so he quickly lowered his head.

Zhao Ting went on to say: "You have an indirect fever again?"

Indirect fever?

Chu Yao felt that he had an indirect high fever, the kind that burned people to death!

Zhao Ting went out from the bathroom and looked at Zhang Jing: "Isn't she training?"

Zhang Jing was busy playing games, a little absent-minded: "Really."

"Then it's the same as going on a date."

Zhang Jing shook her hand, the reset was staggered, and she burped.

Chu Yao stayed in the bathroom for a full hour before coming out in a good mood, pretending to be nonchalant, walked to the side stool and sat down to have dinner.

Zhang Jing and Zhao Ting looked at each other the same way, and then Zhang Jing said: "Girl, don't you eat it after it's hot?"

Chu Yao said calmly: "No, it just happens to be hot."

Zhao Ting: "Do you know what you eat?"

Chu Yao glanced at the food: "Fried rice."

Zhang Jing let out a breath: "Fortunately, I'm not stupid, let's eat."

Chu Yao: ...

She didn't recall what happened tonight until she was full. Before she could think of the result, she saw everyone chatting in the small group. Chu Yao cut in and saw the monk asking Song Qing if she gave Chu Yao a gift today.

It turned out that Song Qing asked everyone in the group at noon how to coax her if she was angry.

Chu Yao saw Song Qing's reply: Here's the chocolate [attached photo].

[A few degrees of spring breeze]: Hey, how many are missing, Xiaobao ate it?

[A few falling geese]: Did the baby eat it or did Xiaobao eat it?

[Yuanshan Furong]: I also ate some of what Huahua ate.

[Poor Monk Unable to Number]: How is it?Is it yummy?

[Yuanshan Furong]: Well, it’s delicious, Huahua is even more delicious than chocolate.

[Chu-Han Barrier]: Fuck! ! ! ? ? ? ? ?

[Beijing Wang Batian]: Damn, I just saw some news when I went in, did I understand correctly?

[A few falling geese]: Add one upstairs! !

[A few degrees of spring breeze]: Add two upstairs! !

[Nansu]: They gnaw on each other late at night, we eat dog food late at night...

[Peach Blossom with Human Face]: ...

Now that she has figured it out, Song Qing was eating chocolate, so eat her by the way!