Smelling the faint fragrance lingering at the tip of his nose and feeling the delicate touch under his hands, Yang Qi looked at Leng Su with a hint of suspicion.

With the support of their teammates, Leng Su and Yang Qi both stood up.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault that caused you to fall. Are you feeling uncomfortable in any way? Do you want to go to the hospital?" Leng Su asked with concern.

After Yang started to move his body and limbs, he shook his head and refused.

"I'm fine. Everything is fine. I didn't fall."

"Sorry, I was too unprofessional." Leng Su apologized again.

"It's okay. It's common for dancers to fall and get twisted. And you didn't do it on purpose. I'm okay, so don't blame yourself."

"Thanks."

Seeing Yang Qi and Leng Su smiling at each other, Shi Mu felt heartbroken.

Obviously, he was the one who tripped up Leng Su and deliberately caused all this.

Obviously, the scene in front of him was exactly what he wanted to see.

But why? Why did he feel so aggrieved and unhappy when this scene actually appeared in front of him?

Just when Yang Qi opened his mouth to ask if Leng Su was okay, Shi Mu suddenly took Leng Su's hand and forced her to turn around.

"Are you OK?"

"Did you fall down somewhere?"

"Did you twist your foot? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Leng Su: "..."

Seeing the sincere worry in Shi Mu's eyes, Leng Su was speechless.

Don't think she doesn't know who tripped her.

Are you here to pretend to be innocent with her now?

To care about her?

Leng Su twitched the corners of his lips and said with a soft smile, "I'm fine."

After saying that, she forcibly pulled her hand away from Shi Mu's palm, turned around and ignored him.

Shi Mu: "..." You can still live if you do evil in heaven, but you can't live if you do evil on your own.

"It's getting late, it's almost lunch time. How about we end our morning practice here? How about we continue in the afternoon?"

"good."

After the wrestling incident between Leng Su and Yang Qi, everyone really has no intention to continue practicing now.

And as Leng Su said, lunch time is coming soon. They have been tired from practicing all morning, and now they are tired and hungry.

As soon as the training was over, Leng Su turned around and left the practice room.

When she came back again, she had a bottle of bruise medicine, band-aid disinfectant and other things in her hand.

She didn't look at anyone present and walked directly to Yang Qi.

"Let me take care of it for you."

"you……"

Looking at the thing in her hand, Yang Qi was obviously stunned.

After a brief pause, Yang Qi didn't show any pretense and smiled: "I'll trouble you then."

Until Yang Qi lifted up his trousers, took off his white shirt, and looked at the faint blood stains on his shoulders and the bruises on his legs, everyone else showed surprise and surprise on their faces.

Obviously, no one expected that Yang Qi was actually injured.

Just now...his face and movements looked normal, and there was no look of pain or discomfort on his face.

"I'm going to disinfect you now. It's a little painful, please bear with it."

"Okay." Yang Qi raised his lips and smiled slightly.

On the side, the cameraman just pointed the camera at him, perfectly capturing Yang Qi's smile.

In front of the TV, a group of fan girls were instantly shocked and fascinated.

"Wucao Wucao, my male god's smile is simply astonishing!"

"Yang Qi Yang Qi, my eternal male god."

Leng Su's attentiveness, Yang Qi's smile, and the fall between the two of them directly became a hot search topic.

On the Internet, fans are crazy about the two's looks, and CP fans are gradually forming...

PS: [Daily request for votes]

Thank you [Lan Xuemu] and [Xiao Xu] for their reward and support, okay (づ ̄3 ̄)づ╭~

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