The cool life of sand sculpture

I wish you all a happy winter solstice

"I'm sorry, Mr. Qi, Miss Shi, this horse may not have had enough to eat, so it's a little irritable."

The person in charge of the horses apologized repeatedly to Qi Lang and Shi Cha.

"Is it alright if you're not full?" Shi Cha helped his forehead, "Then what, is there a medicine box?"

The moment he fell, he felt that Qi Dasha might have injured himself.

"Yes, yes!" The person in charge nodded quickly, and brought the medicine box over in a short while.

Shi Cha took the medicine box, then stared at Qi Lang and waved domineeringly: "Take off!"

Qi Lang clutched his chest, looked at Shi Cha a little shyly: "Is this not good?"

In public.

"What's wrong, you may have hurt your back, take it off and have a look, I'll give you medicine." Shi Cha patted Qi Lang on the shoulder, "Hurry up..."

It's not a big girl with yellow flowers, why are you afraid of taking off your clothes?

Qi Lang: "Ah, that's it."

Harm, think too much.

I thought Shi Cha suddenly wanted to see his toned figure and muscular abs.

Qi Lang coughed lightly, and then began to undress.

Not to mention I didn't feel it, it was only when I started to take it off that I felt a little hot on my back.

After taking off his shirt, Shi Cha turned to Qi Lang's back to take a look, only to find that Qi Lang's back was covered in purple.

There is still a small piece in the middle that is still a little red, probably due to blood congestion.

"Wow! Dasha, you are about to become famous." Shi Cha put his head in front of Qi Lang and gave him a compliment.

Qi Lang: "Thank you."

Have been comforted.

"Hiss, after a closer look, I realized that you still have abdominal muscles." Shi Cha was about to get the medicine box, when his eyes suddenly fixed on Qi Lang's stomach, and he said as if he had discovered a new continent.

Being stared at by Shi Cha so directly, Qi Lang suddenly felt a little hot in his abdominal muscles.

Emma, ​​I'm sorry.

"Well, isn't it normal for me to have abdominal muscles? There's nothing to make a fuss about." Qi Lang muttered uncomfortably, "Look, what are you looking at?"

Poison tea should not be greedy for his perfect figure, right?

Qi Lang was reserved on the surface, but he was a little meng Lang in his heart.

It seems that his monthly fitness exercises are still useful.

"Well, it's nothing, it just makes me want to eat chocolate." Shi Cha blinked eagerly, then turned to look at the staff at the racecourse, "Do you have any white chocolate here?"

The staff froze for a moment, but still nodded: "Yes..."

"Then please bring me some, thank you." After finishing speaking, Shi Cha hummed a little tune and squatted behind Qi Lang with the red potion in hand, poured the red potion into his hands, rubbed it, and pressed On Qi Lang's back.

"hiss--"

Qi Lang took a deep breath.

When Shi Cha saw this, he couldn't help but patted Qi Lang's head, and comforted him: "Be patient, Dasha, it will be fine soon. Don't worry, my technique is very good!"

With that said, Shi Cha continued to knead it.

Qi Lang gritted his teeth and nodded: "Ahaha, it doesn't hurt, just rub it! Rub it hard!"

How could he cry out in pain at a time like this?

that can't...

What if Shi Cha thinks his mother?What should I do if I think he is not Man enough?

that won't work...

So next, Shi Cha gave Qi Lang's back a "massage" vigorously, pushing left and right, which can be said to have used the strength of nine bulls and two tigers.

Qi Lang's face turned red from holding back.

"Dasha, don't you really feel pain? Just yell out when it hurts, it's okay." Shi Cha said while rubbing, "I don't know how hard you can get used to it, you have to say it."

Without saying anything, she kept working hard.

"Ahaha, no, it doesn't hurt, just, just right." Qi Lang laughed dryly.

The staff watching from the side: "..."

I don't quite understand Mr. Qi's idea.

Isn't this a life of suffering?

Fortunately, after a few minutes, Shicha finally finished kneading.

Qi Lang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Dasha, I rubbed your back, why is your face so red?" Shi Cha saw Qi Lang's face when he put the remaining red medicine back into the medicine box.

The red-faced Guan Gong... Ahh, the red-faced Qi Lang stretched out his hand and slapped his face, his eyes wandered: "Ah, maybe, maybe it's a little hot."

"Oh." Shi Cha nodded, but did not become suspicious, "Put on your clothes, you rest here, I'll go ride for a while."

"Hey!" Qi Lang hurriedly grabbed Shi Cha's wrist when he heard the words, "You still ride a horse? Are you afraid of falling?"

That moment just frightened him.

The little heart almost stopped being frightened.

Shi Cha looked at Qi Lang: "Didn't the horse not eat enough just now, it would be nice to change to a full horse this time."

Qi Lang: "..."

Makes sense...

But still a little worried.

"By the way, isn't my little hand easy to hold?"

Just when Qi Lang was thinking about whether to let Shi Cha continue riding the horse, Shi Cha's soft voice rang lightly in Qi Lang's ear.

Qi Lang was stunned for a moment, looked up to meet Shicha's clear eyes, and then lowered his head to see himself holding Shicha's hand.

Qi Lang: "..."

"Sorry!" Qi Lang quickly let go of his hoof, extremely nervous, "I didn't want to take advantage of you! The conscience of heaven and earth!"

Du Cha wouldn't think he was a salty pig's hand, would he?

"Why do you feel that Qi Da is so stupid?" Shi Cha stood looking down at Qi Lang who was sitting, and always felt that Qi Lang's reaction seemed to be...

You shouldn't be so nervous.

I vaguely remember when I first met Qi Dasha, wasn't this guy quite calm?

I wasn't so nervous when I was taking pictures of her pancakes. Why did I get so flustered after being teased a little by her?

not right...

Something is wrong with Dasha.

"Oh." Shi Cha was thoughtful, but his face remained calm, "It's okay, I didn't think too much about it, then I'll go on horseback riding."

After finishing speaking, Shicha dashed towards a horse.

Qi Lang looked at Shi Cha's cheerful back, and after hesitating for a while, he still ordered the staff next to him: "Send a master who is good at horsemanship to follow Shi Cha all the way."

"Okay, Mr. Qi."

This time, Shicha didn't want to ride alone anymore, so he let someone hold the rein.

But while riding the horse and blowing the wind, Shi Cha was thinking about what was wrong with Qi Lang.

If it was said that Cha ignored all the details at the beginning, but now that he noticed Qi Lang's actions, Shicha recalled the previous bits and pieces.

"Qi Dasha protects me so much, is it really just fans versus idols?"

This thought popped up in Shicha's heart.

Is it a little too much?

"But if not, it can't be that Qi Lang likes me? Uh, am I being too narcissistic?"

When the tea was blowing a breeze, the thoughts in my mind were a little chaotic.

……

After riding horses at the racecourse in the morning, the four of them had lunch directly in the restaurant of the racecourse.

After a short break at noon, I went to the fencing field in the afternoon.