What To Do, My Boss Wants To Chase My RoommateChapter 7

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Each dance? I imagined everyone else was dancing seriously while I was the only one doing radio gymnastics on stage. I was so embarrassed that I pick out my finger and hurriedly said, “No, this is too embarrassing.” 0toLI4

Li Xiaoming thought for a while and said, “Then I will dance with you, just say that we’re a dance mashup.”

I considered it. Li Xiaoming was usually very popular. I’ll have him do a shameful radio dance with me. The effect of this program wasn’t bad, and boss won’t think that I’m paddling and slacking.

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This wave wasn’t a loss.

The day before New Year’s Day, Li Xiaoming and I each wore one red and one green sportswear and took on the stage with confidence. dtAun4

It’ll be a holiday soon. I’ll have a drink with a few colleagues whom I have a good relationship with. I’m ready to get drunk together after the show.

As soon as the people present saw Li Xiaoming and I dressed up, they didn’t stop laughing. When we started radio gymnastics with hip-hop songs, they even made themselves laugh into convulsions.

Although it was indeed a bit embarrassing, with Li Xiaoming as my companion, I could still dance very vigorously.

After dancing for a minute, I wilted.

I don’t like to show up in front of people nor do I like to be the center of attention. I just want to be as comfortable as possible.

The lighting on the stage was taken care of by colleagues from other departments. They obviously liked Li Xiaoming very much.

Even though Li Xiaoming was doing radio gymnastics, the overhead lights were always focused on him and followed him around. Me and the other two colleagues became marginalized figures and the audience’s gaze naturally shifted to Li Xiaoming.

This situation was very beneficial to me, which made me a lot less stressed because of my stiff limbs and clumsy movements. uni9RQ

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At this time, Li Xiaoming had already entered the jumping movement. I didn’t want to drag him back. I immediately sped up my current movements, straightened my arms, spread my legs, and jumped lightly—

I wasn’t able to jump back to my original place. My ankle twisted, my feet rubbed against the floor, and I moved back and forth. I subconsciously wanted to stabilize my body, but the more I moved, the faster my body declined. IKOdM

At this time, I thought about using my hands to support the ground, but it was too late. As my body fell, my legs were pulled straight, and I was stunned. I split open on the stage.

I didn’t even react to it myself, and the violent applause drowned me out. There were even some colleagues who shouted a few words, “Xiao Chengniu ah.”

I instantly became the center of attention. My colleagues thought this split was a talent show, and they applauded me one after another.

I was sweating in a cold sweat, stiff and motionless on the stage. ImGS6Y

I heard my spine creaking, and there was a sharp pain, piercing the flesh of my waist along my bones.

The stabbing pain in my waist completely overshadowed the pain of stretching my thighs during the split.

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The music continued to play, and no one in the audience saw what was wrong with me. Li Xiaoming and his colleagues on the stage were the first to find out that something was wrong with me. Li Xiaoming immediately stopped his movements and hurriedly took my arm.

I couldn’t move my lower body. He wanted to pull me up from the ground first, but I didn’t have the strength to support my body at all. fXGwYj

Li Xiaoming pulled me up so hard that I could only lie on my stomach and cling to his arm. As long as he relaxed, I would fall to the ground.

A pair of feet wearing brand new leather shoes jumped onto the stage— I could only see the other person’s feet at this height. The person in front of me had long legs. They bent over and picked me up through my armpits.

I still maintained the split position, and the man just held my armpits and lifted me up.

At this moment, I felt that the bones connecting my lower backbone had become hooks, dangling my lower body. As long as the person holding me shook me more, my bones will fall off the tip of the hook and divide me in half. pbyT2w

I was babbling in pain, “Help! I can’t feel my ass anymore!— My ass is gone!”

I really thought I was cut in half, my mouth was full of “ass” and “leg”, but because I twisted my waist, I couldn’t bend over at all, and I couldn’t see my lower body.

The more I couldn’t see, the more fearful I was, so I stubbornly felt that my back was about to break. The only reason I kept struggling was because the person holding me was yelling. “Cheng Huai Xiu! You didn’t lose your ass nor your legs!”

I was shaken by his yell and finally calmed down. Only then did I realize that the person holding me was Ning Yiheng. Xg8pye

Ning Yiheng’s expression was quite nervous. When he saw that I was no longer moving, he immediately carried me on his shoulders, turned around, and rushed outside.

I hung my head down on Ning Yiheng’s back, and both hands clenched his clothes weakly. I only felt that the hook tied to my ass fell off with Ning Yiheng’s big hands and feet, completely out of the control of my upper body.

I can’t even feel the pain anymore.

Ning Yiheng was very anxious when he saw that I was injured. He held my ass with one hand, took a card from his pocket with the other hand, and threw it on the table. guM8CU

“The party continues but I can’t come back after leaving halfway,” Ning Yiheng said calmly. “As compensation, swipe my card to treat everyone to dinner.”

Ning Yiheng’s action of throwing the card was really handsome. I stuck to his back and my arms were softened by the oncoming tyrant’s aura.

Just because my lower body had lost consciousness, I barely used the reaction of my upper body to show my admiration for the boss.

Despite the fact that Ning Yiheng couldn’t see it, I still tried to give a thumbs up to the air. NGwE0g

No one has ever valued me this much except my family. I know this was nothing for Ning Yiheng. He wasn’t short of money. It was easy to give his employees some benefits and show his kindness. These are nothing to him, but the kindness he showed still made my heart beat non-stop.

… This will also help to show his responsible image in front of Li Xiaoming, I thought seriously.

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It felt a little difficult to breathe. My waist must be hurting too much, and the pain was beginning to affect the other parts of my body.

I may have been wrong about Ning Yiheng. I couldn’t judge him and think he wasn’t a good person just because he had a stern face all day. He may just be a nice guy. XAiqdm

In addition, I have to say that Ning Yiheng’s physical strength was really good. He carried me down the stairs without panting.

Someone had already called an ambulance before, and Ning Yiheng carried me all the way to the stretcher.

He later followed me into the ambulance. On the way to the hospital, he held my left hand tightly with both hands.

His palm was so hot that it warmed up my fingers. ukmKxf

“How is it? Are you okay?“ Ning Yiheng’s worries didn’t seem to be fake, and even his words became more frequent. “Don’t sleep yet, talk to me.”

… Boss, I just sprained my waist, it’s not like I’m going to die soon.

But I am mentally and physically strong. I only panicked at first, and even if it hurts again, I wouldn’t shed a tear.

Ning Yiheng looked at me as if I was really going to die for a long time. nWAoel

I didn’t have the strength to speak either. I wanted to give him a few perfunctory words, but when I saw his worried gaze, the words inexplicably withdrew to my mouth.

“Boss,” I squeezed a painful grunt out of my throat, “My waist hurts.”

I regretted saying this after I finished, why did it sound like I was being coquettish?

Ai ya! I don’t want to, it’s a bad thing if people are softhearted! QXebR6