Sweet seduction: The petite lady

Chapter 193 Don't Worry, Take Your Time

Ji Heng lowered his head and kissed the top of her hair, and comforted in a slow voice: "Xuxu, the 'Flying Apsaras' series is too difficult, let's start with the simple ones?"

"I want to solve this matter as soon as possible, otherwise it will have a great impact on the studio and those models."

A model's time is their life, they can't walk on the runway for a few years, so every minute and every second is very important to them.

Ji Heng understands the pride in her heart and her principles, but she still feels distressed, and even hopes that this little girl is a veritable canary.

Just let him raise and coax him, and he doesn't need to bear so much.

He knew it was selfish to think so, but to him, Song Shixu was the most important thing.

Ji Heng let go of Song Shixu, and pulled her to stand in front of the table. He stood behind Song Shixu, picked up the scissors and held them in Song Shixu's hand, and then held her hand.

Song Shixu only felt the heat coming from her back, and the aura belonging to Ji Heng lingered around her, which made her feel at ease a lot, and felt that it was appropriate and subtle.

"Xuxu, let's go together."

"Ah."

Ji Heng barely exerted any force, just placed it in Song Shixu's hand and moved with her.

As soon as her hands trembled, her heart began to panic. Just as she frowned, she was kissed by her thin lips, and Ji Heng's voice came into her ears from the side of her ears, which seemed to have the power to calm people's hearts.

"Xuxu, don't rush, take your time."

Song Shixu nodded, took a deep breath, and continued to practice.

She practiced until dinnertime, and resumed after dinner.

Ji Heng looked at the strong little girl, with boundless distress in his eyes.

Song Shixu seemed to be too eager to get it done, and it became more and more impossible to cut it later, even with Ji Heng's blessing, and he couldn't even hold the scissors a few times.

Ji Heng directly took the scissors from her hand and threw them on the table. Although his tone was calm and dull, it was already a sign of anger.

"I won't practice anymore."

"Ji Heng..."

Ji Heng reached out to pick up Song Shixu, walked upstairs, and cut her off.

"Xuxu, don't rush for success, you have practiced for seven hours today."

She couldn't even hold the scissors with her hands. If she continued to practice, what would she do if she couldn't hold the scissors at the press conference a week later?
Song Shixu also knew that he couldn't do this, but he was too anxious, put his arms around Ji Heng's neck, and muttered: "I knew that I should have won the trophy at that time, so I just put the trophy out."

Ji Heng didn't speak, but patted her on the back, Song Shixu shook his head again: "Forget it, how could it be fun to slap her in the face? Are you right?"

Ji Heng sighed, and said, "I'd rather you release that trophy."

Song Shixu curled his lips, poked his chest, and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Ji Heng didn't speak, reached out to hold her hand in the palm of his hand, pinched her fingers with his fingers, and opened his voice in a deep voice with distress: "Does your hand hurt?"

Song Shixu's heart was as sweet as if a honey pot had been knocked over. Although it was a bit sour, it was okay. He shook his head and smiled, "It doesn't hurt."

Song Shixu who said this was completely slapped in the face.

At night, my hands and arms were sore and sore, and I couldn't sleep at all.

Ji Heng lay beside her and rubbed her hands and arms, but the soreness did not relieve at all. The soreness seemed to come from the cracks in the bones, as if there were countless ants gnawing on it, from the inside out, it was extremely uncomfortable .

　Sometimes after typing for a long time, I just feel sore and can’t fall asleep [crying] I understand this feeling too well

　　
　
(End of this chapter)