NOVEL NEXT Chapter 138 (1)
Tong Yao was shocked to find that someone actually cared enough to investigate the teams information leak incident. She backed out of Tieba and found Xiao Ruis WeChat and was preparing to send him a message: Are you the one who got to the bottom of the leak? Its rare for you to do something a club manager really should be doing this time around.
But she was only able to type the first half of the message before someone suddenly knocked on her door!
Tong Yaos hand shook and accidentally sent out the half written message.
She put down the cell phone and asked: Who is it? Her voice came out hoarse which reminded her of something. She hastily jumped off the bed and went in front of the mirror without even putting on her slippers. In the mirror, she saw her swollen eyes which were as red as a rabbits and as large as peaches. She sighed and lightly patted her face.
......Ill just say that I had a little allergic reaction to something I ate tonight.
Tong Yao looked at herself in the mirror and made up her excuse. She put on a calmer face and cleared her throat The person outside kept knocking on the door. Tong Yao said: Im coming.
She went over to open the door-- --The moment the door was ajar, she could feel the light on the hallway outside was completely blocked by the tall figure outside the door-- --Tong Yao was surprised-- --She cursed in her mind and immediately realized that her excuse wouldnt fool the person that was outside at all-- --Her instinctive reaction was to close the door again!
But Tong Yao could only close the door half way!
The person outside the door put his hand on the door to prevent her from closing the door. Remembering his hand injury, Tong Yao didnt try to close the door by force. She backed away one step and slightly squinted her eyes. She was hoping that the dim lighting in her room would make him unable to see her face clearly. She pretended to say casually: ......Why are you here?
She didnt expect Lu Sicheng would ask straightforwardly: Why were you crying?
Tong Yao: ......
It was quite an awkward moment.
Before she could say I didnt cry, Lu Sicheng had already moved forward and used one of his hands to slightly lift up her chin. At the same time, he brought her closer to the only lit table lamp in the room-- --
He used his thumb pulp, which was warm and slightly rough, to caress the red and swollen corner of her eye.
Why were you crying?
He asked again.
Lu Sicheng lowered his head and looked at Tong Yao earnestly, without much emotion showing on his face. Tong Yao was a little uneasy under his gaze. The frustration she had felt before came back to her. She slightly frowned and moved her head back to avoid his hand. At the same time, she tried to pull his hand away from her face.
The two struggled for a while, finally Lu Sicheng said: Be gentle, my hand hurts. Tong Yao stopped struggling.
...... She looked upwards and sighed lightly: I didnt cry.
Then what did I hear in my bathroom just now? Was a ghost crying or a wolf howling? Lu Sicheng said calmly: You think your room is well insulated? Next time if you want to lie about it, then dont do it in the bathroom. You can stuff yourself under the blanket and Ill guarantee you that I wont be able to hear it even if you pass out from all the crying.
Tong Yao: ......
Lu Sicheng: Dont let me ask the same question three times.
Tong Yao nodded: I didnt wrap the finger well and when I was taking a shower, shampoo mixed with water touched the cut. It was painful so I cried.
Lu Sicheng took a look at her after hearing her explanation-- --From just his look, Tong Yao knew that Lu Sicheng didnt believe her excuse at all, though she had said it quite sincerely-- --Yet, he didnt bother saying anything. He released her head and grabbed her hand instead to check: the bandage was indeed all wet; she had wrapped her finger like a mummy.
You wrapped this up yourself?
En.
Dumb.
......
Why didnt you call me to help you do it?
......You were at the competition, playing a skirmish, and looking at a replay of the competition.