Huo's squeamish bag has skipped class again

Chapter 27 Crazy Beauty
Breathing quickened.

With a clap of hands, he closed the computer, walked out of the room quickly, and walked into the gym next door.

This gym was remodeled by Tang Xixi herself, and she never went in after it was built.

Open the door, it's dark.

I fumbled for the button to turn on the light on the wall, and in an instant, the room was brightly lit.

Three sides of the room are surrounded by mirrors, the fourth side is covered by a red curtain, and a beam of light shines in the middle.

There are not many things inside, only some ordinary fitness equipment——

A treadmill, a yoga mat, a yoga ball, and a sandbag in the middle, just hitting the sandbag.

It's like temporarily piling up some fitness equipment in it.

This doesn't look like a gym.

Tang Xixi noticed a pair of gloves under the sandbag and took a deep look at them.

Go over, pick it up, and put it on.

The light hit her again.

She moved.

Tang Xixi seemed tireless, with red eyes, and punched the sandbag.

boom--

Bang bang, bang bang bang.

The dull beating sound echoed continuously in this empty room.

After an unknown amount of time, Tang Xixi was tired from the fight, and sat on the cold floor all of a sudden, breathing deeply.

Leaning lightly on the sandbag, sitting directly opposite a mirror, he raised his eyes and looked straight at the person in the mirror.

Her entire hairstyle was ruined, her limp hair was stained with sweat, and her dress was sticking to her body.

A drop of sweat slipped from his forehead and landed on the ground.

Even without her haircut, she was sweating all over, and her makeup was smeared.

This does not affect her beauty at all.

The little dress was spread on the ground, her feet were bare, her hair was loose, and the red curtain behind her was used as the background.

It is a kind of crazy beauty.

Lowering his eyes, he took off the gloves and put them back in place.

Raising his wrist, a silver bracelet gleamed on his slender wrist.

Looking in the mirror, he gathered up his loose hair with his hands, and the silver chain was used as a rubber band, and it came out from his wrist, and tied his hair into a low ponytail.

The whole person feels refreshed a lot.

Turn around and find a raised button on the wall next to the red curtain.

Press down hard.

Swah——

The red curtain retreated rapidly from the middle to both sides, bringing a gust of wind across Tang Xixi's face.

The scene hidden behind the curtain finally appeared——

Connecting the four steps upwards is a stage with a few small lights on it.

A black grand piano was placed in the center, parallel to the position of the sandbag.

The well-maintained piano shines brightly under the light.

Tang Xixi's eyes were fixed, and her nose was a little sour.

Walked over, sat on the piano bench, raised his hands and put them on the keys.

The bright red nails are particularly dazzling on the bright white keys.

Bend your fingers and slowly move your thumb down.

do——

Crisp notes popped out.

Tang Xixi seemed to have been awakened with a start, and her hairs stood on end. She quickly withdrew her hand and put it on her lap helplessly.

A teardrop condensed in the eye socket finally slid down from the right cheek.

Tang Xixi looked at her hands in bewilderment, raised her tear-stained eyelashes slightly, and looked at the piano board.

The piano board was clean and unstained, and her face was vaguely printed on it.

In a daze, she seemed to see her former self...

Childish, beautiful, well-behaved and sensible...

Raising his right hand, he gently stroked the blurred figure on the piano board, even though it was only air.

(End of this chapter)