beauty hunter

Chapter 49 Punishment for disobedience

"Why?" Mi Ting felt a little confused.

If you make the wrong move, there will be serious consequences. Does this guy learn to abuse himself?

"This set of exercises is modified and adjusted by me based on a boxing technique passed down from ancient times. It is different from the general exercise exercises that exercise the 'body'. It exercises the 'veins'."

Wen Yan said without any hint of joking: "The whole set of exercises is to balance all the meridians. If you make a mistake in learning a movement, you may focus on stimulating a certain acupuncture point. For example, you may focus on stimulating Qi.

In the sea cave, within ten days, your limbs will be weak, your spirit will be decadent, and you will even be unable to eat or drink water."

Mi Ting shuddered: "I don't understand things like meridians and acupuncture points..."

Wen Yan continued: "So you can't make any mistakes in one move. Come on, follow me and start from the first move." Stand with your feet side by side, lift your left and right hands slightly at the same time, put them against your chest, and shrug your shoulders.

"Wait a minute, how many moves does your so-called 'fuck' have?" Mi Ting couldn't help but ask.

"Not many, six groups, each group has sixty movements." Wen Yan said easily.

Mi Ting's little mouth opened and she couldn't close it.

More than three hundred actions?

But looking at Wen Yan's expression, it didn't look like she was joking at all. She hesitated for a moment and finally said: "I...I don't understand why you want to..."

"Help you, right? It's very simple." Wen Yan stopped, "What you told me last night touched me, because you, who have family affection but cannot enjoy it, and I, who have never enjoyed the love of my parents, do not

Both."

Mi Ting was shocked and hesitated to speak. She finally said nothing and imitated what he had just done.

"Yes, you have the understanding. Keep this action for ten seconds," Wen Yan said happily, "Then we will move on to the next action."

Five minutes later, Mi Ting finally couldn't bear it anymore and sat down on the sofa covered in sweat.

"You didn't come from the police academy? Why are you so weak in physical strength?" Wen Yan looked at her in surprise.

"You...you can't do it!" Mi Ting gasped and looked at him.

Wen Yan did all the actions just now with her, but she was so exhausted that this guy couldn't even breathe.

Impossible. I was trained rigorously in the police academy. How could I lose to him physically?

"Come again!" Mi Ting struggled to stand up.

In less than three minutes this time, she collapsed directly on the sofa, gasping for breath and unable to close her mouth.

Before she even finished this set of movements, she already felt that she was at the end of her life.

But... this set of movements is obviously static and does not involve a lot of activity. Why do I feel so tired?

Wen Yan adjusted his glasses: "You're not strong enough, that's it for today. Remember, you can never redo any actions you haven't memorized. Let's continue tomorrow morning."

There is no way, every movement will put pressure on the pulse of the human body, which will indeed bring a heavy burden to the body. A martial artist like him who is not based on Qigong will not be able to withstand the devastation of the entire set of movements without long-term training.

Mi Ting didn't even have the energy to say "I can continue" and watched Wen Yan leave.

After a full ten minutes, she managed to stand up, recalling her previous actions in her mind.

The forty or so movements almost confused her head. Which one came first, which one came last, which one extended her left hand and which one bent her right leg, all became completely blurry for a moment.

After trying hard to recall for two minutes, Mi Ting finally raised her hands after her physical strength recovered slightly.

Ever since she was little, she has never been stumped in learning anything. How could such a small level of gymnastics be so difficult for her? If she doesn’t become familiar with these movements today, her surname will not be Mi!

…

At ten o'clock in the morning, Wen Yan arrived at Shangzhuxuan, but he didn't see Mi Ting arriving earlier than usual.

"I guess my sister has a task today, so the filming will be postponed a little bit." Michelle said, "She doesn't answer my calls either."

Wen Yan raised his eyebrows slightly.

Strange, why do you feel uneasy?

Sun Fei frowned slightly: "I have a meeting later, how long do I have to wait?"

Wen Yan turned around and left: "I'll be back soon."

Behind him, Mi and Sun looked at each other in confusion.

Where is he going?

After taking a taxi back to Xinxing Community, Wen Yan returned to the apartment building as quickly as possible and rang Mi Ting's doorbell.

A minute passed and no one responded.

Wen Yan's heart sank. He pressed the doorbell with his left hand and suddenly exerted force. After a snap, the entire lock was pushed away from the door panel and fell to the ground. He stretched out his hand and pushed, and the door clicked.

When he opened his hand, he strode in. He was shocked and threw himself into the living room.

On the floor of the living room, Mi Ting was still in her morning sportswear, but she was slumped on the ground in a weird shape, her eyes were closed, but her whole face was frighteningly red, and there was blood on the corners of her mouth!

Without needing to take another look, Wen Yan knew that this beauty must have done the wrong body-building exercises, causing her pulse and qi to be disordered!

In vain did I remind myself before leaving that this girl has ears longer than her feet?

Wen Yan didn't dare to move her casually, so he knelt down on one knee, tried her breathing lightly, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Still alive, it seems her mistake is not too serious.

Looking at the sportswear she was wearing, Wen Yan frowned and reached out without hesitation to unzip her top, revealing her corseted body and flat belly. Wen Yan reached out with his right hand and pressed his palm directly against hers.

Under the abdomen, press it gently.

Mi Ting's body trembled.

Wen Yan was completely relieved. This beauty had just started practicing, and her pulse was not too chaotic. All she had to do was help her adjust it slowly.

After taking off her sneakers, Wen Yan groaned: "Nah!"

This stink, has this girl not washed her feet in a few months?

However, he still reached out with both hands, pressed his thumbs on the springs on the soles of her feet, and started massaging. His movements followed a certain rhythm. Between tightening and relaxing, Mi Ting went from being motionless at first to gradually beginning to follow his movements.

Press and vibrate.

After two or three minutes, the flushing on Mi Ting's face finally subsided, but beads of sweat rolled down her forehead. After another few minutes, she finally groaned and slowly opened her eyes.

Wen Yan let go and quickly put her shoes back on: "Do you have athlete's foot?"

"You...you are the only one who has..." Mi Ting replied weakly.

Wen Yan walked to her side, leaned over and picked her up.

"Let...let me go!" Mi Ting shouted weakly.

"When you get better, I'll settle the account of your disobedience." Wen Yan deliberately kept a straight face and carried her towards her bedroom. "Before that, shut your little mouth and give me a good rest!"

Mi Ting's bedroom was similar to her living room, simple and elegant. Apart from the bed, wardrobe and other necessary furniture, there was not even a dressing table. After putting her down, Wen Yan looked around and sat down on her bed.

"No...you're not allowed to sit on my...my bed!" Mi Ting remembered and pushed him.

Wen Yan leaned back and lay down: "Comfortable!"

Sure enough, girls are made of water, and the bed they sleep on is so soft.

"No... no sleep!" Mi Ting had already begun to want to beat him, but unfortunately she was unable to do so.

Wen Yan kicked off his shoes and rolled onto the bed, turning on one side so that his head was level with hers.

Mi Ting struggled to turn her head and glared at him.

Wen Yan suddenly stretched out his hand and gently touched her cheek.

"You...what are you going to do!" Mi Ting's heart was shocked.

Doesn't this guy want to take this opportunity to violate himself?

Wen Yan looked at her with a half-smile but not a smile: "As a punishment for you, I will sleep with you in my arms today until you can move."

"Are you... joking... joking..." Mi Ting stammered. She was completely powerless now. If this guy really stayed on this bed, there was nothing she could do.

Wen Yan grinned and suddenly squirmed twice. His whole body was pressed against hers, and one of his legs pressed directly onto hers. In the blink of an eye, the distance between the two was reduced to zero!

Mi Ting's vision went dark and she almost fainted.

It's over, this guy really wants to play rogue to me!

Unexpectedly, two minutes later, a soft snoring sound suddenly came from her ears. Mi Ting looked sideways and froze immediately.

Wen Yan has actually fallen asleep... Asleep... Asleep...

"Smelly Wenyan! I'm going to kill you!"

…

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Wen Yancai and Shi Shiran arrived at Shangzhuxuan. Michelle stopped him outside the locker room and looked him up and down with strange eyes.

"What?" Wen Yan looked at her strangely.

"Mi Ting called me just now and said that today's advertising will not be filmed for the time being and will be postponed until tomorrow." Mi Xue's eyes were still strange, "She said you know the reason. What did you do in the morning?"

"Huh?" Wen Yan adjusted his glasses, "I don't want to say it."

"You!" Michelle couldn't continue.

"By the way, let's discuss something." Wen Yan changed the subject and said, "Adjust my working hours."

Michelle said in surprise: "What time should I adjust? Oh, you want to work the night shift?"

"No, the time has been adjusted forward, from one o'clock in the afternoon to seven o'clock in the evening." Wen Yan said with a smile, "The total working hours are still the same, I have to have some free time in the evening."

"No!" Michelle didn't even think about it, "Shang Zhuxuan starts at three o'clock in the afternoon, you..."

"Then I resign." Wen Yan was clearly prepared.

"You are threatening me!" Michelle was angry.

"Yes." Wen Yan nodded.

Michelle suddenly became speechless.

This guy answered so directly that she couldn't continue.

Wen Yan looked at her with a smile.

Michelle turned around and left.

"OK!"

The word sounded like murder, it came out from between the teeth.

Wen Yan chuckled: "Then I will tell the guests today."

Michelle walked towards the office with her fists clenched tightly.

This guy is simply taking advantage of the fact that he is now dependent on him, and is taking advantage of it!

A few minutes later, Wen Yan changed his clothes and came out, but was stopped in the aisle by the cold Yan Qingyan.

"Can you tell me the reason for adjusting the time?" Yan Qingyan is not a person who likes to talk in circles. Just now, after Michelle told her, the actual operator of Shangzhuxuan, about Wen Yan's need to adjust the time, she couldn't help but

Come and ask.

Wen Yan thought for a while: "Okay, I want to spend more time with my mother."

Yan Qingyan was slightly startled.

This answer was too high-sounding, which made her a little uncomfortable. How could ordinary people dare to use such a personal reason?

"By the way, Miss Yan, you don't seem to agree with shooting advertisements, do you?" Wen Yan suddenly remembered this matter. I remember that when we talked about image representation that day, Yan Qingyan looked unhappy.

Advertising is always here and there, and I don’t pay attention to it.

"Yes." Yan Qingyan said simply.

"reason?"

"It's very simple. Whatever the boss wants to do, I will stop him."