In the secluded hall, it was gorgeous and rich, but there was a bone-piercing howling cold wind.
"Also ask the girl to stand up and raise her head, and start again."
Xiagu, who was holding a whip, was cold and fierce.
Xia Bohe's body has always been sensitive to pain, and physical pain usually kills her.
Whipping is now no less than torture.
"Again!"
"wrong!"
"The girl is wrong again!"
"The girl can't do it, the old slave can only fight until you can do it!"
One after another, howling and piercing blows sounded in the hall.
Every whip left her skin torn, and the pain caused her to fall to the ground repeatedly, but the old nun still ruthlessly urged her to continue!
"Even if you have to endure hardships, you will become a master. What kind of person should a girl be?"
Xia Bohe sucked in air, grinned and breathed miserably, her small face was as white as paper.
A class is 45 minutes.
It wasn't even half an hour this time, she was already drenched in sweat, her breathing was weak, and she could barely open her eyes from the pain.
But she wants to be a master!
Don't let her be crushed into the dust again!
"Aunt Xia, please teach me!"
She resisted the pungent pain all over her body, grabbed the hem of her skirt and staggered to stand up, her painful eyes were full of firmness and strength!
She can... she must be able to!
Since it's heavy work, and since she got the system, she can definitely do it!
"What doesn't kill me makes me stronger!"
Xia Bohe was so painful that her consciousness gradually became blurred, but she murmured repeatedly, forcing herself to stand up and move forward!
But when she was so painful that her face was covered with tears and she could barely move, she felt a warmth caressing her back.
A gentle and concerned man's deep voice rang in her ears.
She couldn't hear what he was saying.
I can only feel that there seems to be a pair of callused palms that are gently attached to her back. His palms are a little hot, but at this moment, it miraculously makes the burning pain after being whipped become weaker. .
The back muscles that had been tensed up just now seemed to be being stroked by him and gradually relaxed.
"Girl, please go again."
Xia Bohe pursed her mouth and wanted to speak, but a string of tears fell down.
It seems that all the fragility has a relief.
Do it again, but let her cry for a while first.
Also... rubbing her calf too.
hum...
*
In the standard double bed room of the hotel.
Luo Tianlin threw away his baseball cap, sat on the edge of the bed, frowned, and looked down at the pouty little girl who insisted on becoming stronger. Seeing her tears falling down, he finally sighed softly.
Turning sideways, he stroked her tense and slightly trembling back with his palm, and patted her lightly.
After taking pictures for a while, I saw that the little girl frowned and relaxed a little.
He was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but he saw her small mouth deflated, and a string of tears flowed down like a gate, instantly soaking the hotel pillow.
Luo Tianlin frowned, and hesitated for a moment with the palm placed on the little girl's back.
But instead, the little girl under his palm moved weakly, as if looking for a source of heat to pat her.
"Woo..." The little girl cried twice, "The calf... the calf also hurts, I have to rub it there..."
Luo Tianlin almost laughed, but his handsome face sank.
Who made her stand in the morning
"Hey... I want to knead..."
Luo Tianlin's chest choked.
Looking down, she looked at the vaguely shaped legs of the little girl hidden under the blanket.
Finally, when hot tears fell on his palms, causing him to hold his breath and feel tight in his chest, he closed his eyes, turned his face, and reached into the quilt ball with a faint strawberry milky fragrance.
At the moment of fragrance, the slender ankle fell into his palm in an instant.
She was so slender that he could hold it with one hand.
And the silky, creamy, cool touch of this hand, when he closed his eyes, became clearer and penetrated into the bones.