A guide to the pampering of gold

Chapter 46,!

Ye Xiuchen heard that his tone was not right, and knew that the little fox was angry, so he silently closed his mouth and did his job of applying medicine.

After applying the medicine, there is also a thoughtful waist rubbing project as a gift.

The wound was smeared with medicine, it was cool and no longer hurt, and there was a man to rub his waist properly, the little fox was in a better mood, lying lazily on the pillow, half-closed his eyes comfortably, and boasted casually: "You The ointment is a good buy."

Ye Xiuchen's eyes were on the deep and shallow marks on his waist, thinking about whether to apply some medicine to these marks to make them disappear as soon as possible. If the little fox sees them, he will definitely get angry, and he is obviously guilty when he speaks : "Well, Lin Xiao said that after taking the medicine, the wound will heal within a day or two."

Shen Xinghuai's eyes widened suddenly, and he turned his neck to look at him: "Have you gone to find Lin Xiao?"

"Well, you can't buy it in pharmacies, and he got it from his colleagues."

Shen Xinghuai breathed heavily into his chest: "Is he looking for someone else?"

Ye Xiuchen was afraid that he would turn his head and see the mark on his waist, so he pulled down the pajamas indiscriminately to cover the ambiguous mark on his waist: "Cover it, it's cold."

It's really easy to catch cold in the summer with more than 30 degrees.

Shen Xinghuai's mind was not on this, he didn't care about his anti-natural remarks, his mind was full of Lin Xiao knowing that his butt hurt so badly that he couldn't get out of bed, and his colleagues also knew.

The little fox let out a sigh of relief lying on the pillow, and the strand of dull hair standing on the top of his head also fell down.

But the little fox didn't emo for too long, he comforted himself in his heart, Lin Xiao is a doctor, and so are his colleagues, this kind of thing is nothing to them, moreover, he just don't go to the hospital recently.

Thinking of this, I feel a little lucky. Fortunately, only they know, and the family members don't know, otherwise I don't see them when I look up, and I feel embarrassed when I think about it.

After enlightening himself, he turned his attention to the hands rubbing his waist.

"Hiss!" Shen Xinghuai took a breath, why did he always rub one place?

Ye, who was rubbing his waist behind him, was pretending to be calm, panicked.

He's cheap and got into trouble.

Shen Xinghuai's skin was soft and tender, and the finger marks left on his waist last night were particularly obvious.

When rubbing his waist, Ye Xiuchen wanted to rub away the marks left by him last night, so that he could recover faster.

But I didn't expect that after kneading, the area became larger, not only did not reduce, but it was connected with green and red, and it seemed to be more serious.

"..." Ye Xiuchen became emo's successor without saying a word.

Silently pondered for a while: "I asked Uncle Ming to bring some silt-relieving... medicinal wine to relax the tendons, the effect will be better."

Shen Xinghuai still didn't know it at all, resting his chin on the pillow, he hummed muffledly: "I'm going to have breakfast too... Let's have lunch, I'm hungry."

Ye Xiuchen quickly went back and forth, holding the special medicinal wine for dispelling silt that he asked for from Uncle Ming.

Halfway through the application of the medicinal wine, there was a knock on the door, and Uncle Ming's voice sounded outside the door: "Master, lunch is ready and it's in the small hall."

After applying the medicinal wine, Ye Xiuchen carefully wiped off the remaining stains in case Shen Xinghuai asked to take a bath.

Shen Xinghuai was too tired to move, so he let him play around.

After applying medicine to the wound, he could barely sit up slowly, with his legs resting on the side of the bed.

Ye Xiuchen's eyes fell on his exposed slender ankles, and his eyes sank for a moment.

Shen Xinghuai noticed his eyes, and subconsciously retracted his legs. Ye Xiuchen bent down, half-kneeled by the bed, reached out to hold his knees, and helped him put on the slippers.

The heat from the palm spread to the skin through the fabric of the trousers, and certain heart-shattering episodes jumped out of Shen Xinghuai's mind without warning.

The person last night was not so gentle, he held his leg and pressed it against his chest, rampaging like a beast.

After putting on the slippers, Ye Xiuchen didn't stand up immediately, but moved his gaze upwards, staring meaningfully at the position of the little fox's waist and abdomen

Shen Xinghuai immediately folded his legs, covered his stomach with his hands, and looked at him vigilantly: "What are you doing?"

Ye Xiuchen stretched out his hand and pinched his face: "Nothing, I'll tidy up your clothes for you."

Shen Xinghuai looked down at himself, what can I do with my pajamas?

Under his surprised gaze, Ye Xiuchen pulled the waistband of his pajama pants, stuffed the hem of the pajamas into the pants, and tucked it tightly.

Shen Xinghuai: "???"

It's the first time I've seen pajamas like this.

Is he used to wearing shirts and trousers?The hem of pajamas can be tucked in?What kind of alternative and fashionable non-mainstream way of dressing is this?

When Shen Xinghuai was puzzled, Ye Xiuchen fastened the buttons on the collar of his pajamas all the way to the bottom of his neck, and even tried to turn his collar up.

Shen Xinghuai looked down at himself now, like an idiot.

He looked up at him again, also like a silly X.

I feel like I am now, no matter whether anyone sees it, it is a sin to step out of the bedroom door: "Brother, when you just went out, your brain was caught by the door?"

Ye Xiuchen was very satisfied with his concealment technique, so that the little fox could not see the marks on his body: "No, I'm afraid you will catch a cold."

Shen Xinghuai felt that these words sounded familiar, remembering that he said it just now, he didn't care about it at the time, but now he recalled it: "Did you give me cold poison last night when I passed out?"

Ye Xiuchen: "..." I was at a loss for words for a while.

If you don't say anything, you are afraid that he will be suspicious: "Let's go, go wash up, the food will be cold for a while."

Shen Xinghuai stood up on his knees, and was about to take a step, but his eyes blurred, and he was picked up by someone.

Holding it was not enough, and pecked on his lips again.

After washing up and going to the small hall, Shen Xinghuai's heart skipped a beat when he looked at the thickly upholstered chairs and the porridge and side dishes on the table.

It's over, the whole family knows about the pain in the buttocks.

Ye Xiuchen took the porridge, blew it cool carefully, and brought it to his lips: "I added honey and osmanthus."

"You talked to Uncle Ming?" Shen Xinghuai didn't care about porridge, he only cared about how he would live at home in the next few days.

"Just say that you had a fever and dizziness last night, and fell in the shower, and nothing else."

Satisfied with his reason, Shen Xinghuai's mood turned cloudy, and he drank the porridge that was brought to his mouth.

After lunch, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon. Ye Xiuchen sat next to him and rubbed his legs, before mentioning going to the office: "You don't have to go to the office today?"

"No, stay at home with you."

"Isn't the company busy recently?" Shen Xinghuai found that Ye Xiuchen was a little busy recently.

The time he worked in the company was obviously much shorter than before, but he was busy until late after returning home, as if he had saved up all the work in the company before returning home.

After kneading one leg, Ye Xiuchen changed another leg, patiently kneading it gently with his fingertips: "Some people want to die, I will help them, try to avoid going to the company as much as possible, and give them some opportunities."

After hearing his words, the first person Shen Xinghuai thought of was Ye Ding.

The last time he met with Lu Yan, there will definitely be another move next time.Although he knew that Ye Xiuchen was prepared, he couldn't help but worry: "Is there anything I can do to help you?"

Ye Xiuchen clasped him around the waist, picked him up and put him on his lap, trying to rub his neck, but when he lowered his head, he realized that the collar was fastened too tightly and he couldn't reach it.

She froze for a moment, and changed to biting her ear: "Get better soon, you are helping me."

The hot air brushed against the base of his ears, causing an itchy feeling. Shen Xinghuai turned his body to avoid it: "Do you think I'm troublesome?"

The hand placed on his lower back pressed heavily: "How can I dislike you, it's... I haven't eaten enough."

He knows his body well, Shen Xinghuai's legs are still shaking.

She clapped her arms around her waist: "I don't have any food left."

He had just applied medicinal wine on his back, and when he moved now, he could smell the smell of traditional Chinese medicine from time to time, Shen Xinghuai especially disliked it.

The medicine has been absorbed after such a long time, he plans to take a bath to wash off the smell of the medicine: "I won't talk to you anymore, I'll go to the bathroom to take a bath."

As soon as he finished speaking, he obviously felt that the person holding him froze for a moment, and the eyes that had been staring at him just now also moved elsewhere, and the reaction was very suspicious.

Shen Xinghuai observed him carefully: "I said to take a bath, why do you feel so nervous?"

Ye Xiuchen looked at him for a moment, and then his eyes drifted away: "Don't be nervous, you just applied medicinal wine, you should wash it at night."

"It was because of the medicinal wine that I washed it. My whole body smelled of traditional Chinese medicine, and it gave me a headache."

Ye Xiuchen was still trying to think of a way: "Then I'll wash it for you. If you're shy, just close your eyes."

Did he know he would be shy?

Who the hell was it last night, in front of the bathroom mirror, bullying yourself while opening your eyes to look in the mirror?

Shen Xinghuai rejected him coldly: "I don't need you, I can wash it myself, just walk me to the bathroom door."

Seeing that he couldn't persuade, Ye Xiuchen closed his eyes, and when he spoke, his voice was a little solemn: "Okay, I'll take you there."

Ye Xiuchen carried him into the bathroom, put him on the small sofa, stood in front of him, blocked the mirror, and was still struggling: "Let me help you."

Shen Xinghuai refused very simply: "Close the door for me when I go out, thank you."

Ye Xiuchen's steps out of the bathroom were slow and heavy.

click.

After the bathroom door was closed, Shen Xinghuai began to take off his pajamas.

Originally, he wasn't shy to take off his clothes and change his pants in front of Ye Xiuchen, but after what happened last night, he suddenly became shy.

Especially now.

Ye Xiuchen was standing at his current position last night, clasping his waist tightly with one hand and holding his lower back with the other, coaxing him to open his eyes and look in the mirror.

Now recalling his appearance in the mirror at that time, Shen Xinghuai's cheeks were still very hot.

Take a deep breath and drive away the embarrassing image in your mind.

When pulling the hem of the pajamas out of his trousers, Shen Xinghuai couldn't help but scold him crazy.

I can't do such a stupid thing without being pinched by the door twenty times.

He unbuttoned his pajamas, took off his pajama pants, and when he raised his leg, he accidentally caught a glimpse of his own leg. Shen Xinghuai was startled for a moment, then raised his other leg: "Fuck."

Does Ye Xiuchen have a strawberry addiction?

I touched it lightly with my fingertips, but it didn't hurt. Let him live a little longer for now, and I'll settle the score with him after I take a shower.

Slowly moving towards the bathtub, he who had already walked past the mirror, stepped back in front of the mirror a few seconds later, looking at the person in the mirror with a serious face.

From the collarbone to the chest, the pink powder is scattered, deep and shallow.

Only then did he understand why Ye Xiuchen fastened his collar and stood up.

Thinking of the collar and having to think of the hem of the pajamas, Shen Xinghuai looked at his waist and pressed his temple with a headache, he couldn't see it.

Ye Xiuchen knew he couldn't hide it, so he guarded outside the bathroom door nervously.

After a while, Shen Xinghuai's voice came from the bathroom. It was not high-pitched but very cold: "Ye Xiuchen, come in."