100 Days of Secret Love: Mr. President, please enlighten me

The man was sitting in a wheelchair. Although he was only wearing a pair of black boxer shorts, he still looked dignified and arrogant while sitting there.

It is no less than the most handsome and perfect sculpture in the statue hall.

Zhao Xiaoqiao stared at his face and commented in her heart: Actually, he is quite good-looking.

With an attitude of appreciation for beautiful things, she asked softly, "I'll help you into the bathtub now."

"Ah."

She stooped to his side, pulled one of his arms and put it on her shoulder, holding his strong waist with both hands, and exerted a little force: "Get up!"

He just got up not far away, and the whole person sat back on the wheelchair heavily.

Zhao Xiaoqiao: "..."

It's really a bad start!

While holding her breath to gather strength, she slowly said: "By the way, do your legs really have no strength at all?"

While speaking, her eyes fell on his legs.

The two legs are strong, slender and beautiful, with full muscles, and they don't look like they are disabled.

It stands to reason that if a person who has been disabled for many years can't move his legs at all, his leg muscles should have shrunk long ago, but he didn't. She couldn't help but wonder if he didn't have disabled legs, Just a faux pas?

Is there something wrong?

Hezi shook his head slowly: "No."

"Really not at all?"

"Ah."

He nodded.

"All right……:

A look of disappointment flashed across Zhao Xiaoqiao's eyes.

Such a handsome man, alas, what a pity.

A sigh of emotion rippled in her heart, but she quickly denied it: what exactly was she feeling?He's not hers, but her husband in name only. He has no relatives and reasons, and maintains a superficial relationship. What does his disability have to do with her.

"Hold me tight, I'll try again."

As she spoke, she strode forward, as if she was about to carry something, and exerted all her strength, let out a muffled groan, and finally lifted him up from the wheelchair with great effort.

Although he looked thin, the man's height of 1.8 meters was pressing on her, and his whole body hung on her body, making her almost out of breath.

Although she is not short, but compared to the man, at this moment, she is really too weak.

He almost made her breathless, her legs gave way, and they fell straight into the bathtub.

"Whoops!"

Zhao Xiaoqiao let out a cry of pain, grinning and rubbing her small waist hanging on the edge of the bathtub. On her pretty face, the facial features were tangled together.

What a pain!

One person yelled for a long time before remembering that there was another person beside him.

Turning her head, looking at He Ziyue beside her, she asked, "How are you?"

Naturally, He Ziyue is fine, even though he is physically inconvenient and still has supernatural powers nearby, at the critical moment just now, he has used supernatural powers to prevent two people from bumping into their heads, but, after all, it was a moderate disaster, and he Not being able to completely calm down this matter made Zhao Xiaoqiao suspicious, so a little bit of supernatural power was appropriately reduced on her, which made her hit her waist.

Zhao Xiaoqiao didn't know what he was doing behind his back, but she was a little annoyed: "I didn't expect that it would be so troublesome to wash my hair."

He Ziyue was fine, but he couldn't tell the truth, so he symbolically frowned his pretty brows, and said in a dull voice, "Of course it's not much better."

"I didn't do it on purpose. I didn't expect that you don't look fat or light."

Zhao Xiaoqiao got up from the bathtub, stared at his handsome face, used both hands and feet, and dragged him into the bathtub with great effort. He was panting from exhaustion, and after a long while, he asked: "Just now Where did you hit? I'll rub it for you."

"Waist, and shoulders."

"Oh."

Zhao Xiaoqiao was lying on the edge of the bathtub, rubbing his shoulder with one hand and gently rubbing his waist with the other.

From time to time, her soft fingers slid across his shoulders, the back of his neck, and his waist. The delicate touch of her fingers was like a piece of expensive satin passing across his skin, which made his heart flutter.

Her massage technique was very gentle, as if she was playing a piano, she kept tapping on his skin, and the reason he was so proud of gradually lost a little bit.

Suddenly, I felt that it would be good to continue like this.

While his mind was turbulent, he suddenly heard her voice: "Is it better now?"

Not wanting to sink too deep, he responded lightly: "En."

"That's good."

Zhao Xiaoqiao exhaled, feeling that she had been tossing around for a long time, like a poor little cabbage.

This is her first time serving someone.

Glancing at him, he murmured, "You are so heavy because you eat too much and don't exercise. Eat less in the future to maintain your figure."

"..."

How to blame him?

His eyes glanced over his body, where is the fat?

The ratio of muscle to fat is so perfect that even international male models are envious, it can be said that "one point is too much, one point is too little"!

The corner of his mouth twitched: "Then should I still say sorry to you?"

"I'm sorry, I don't need it. Anyway, I will eat less in the future, and I will definitely not do such a hard job in the future!" Zhao Xiaoqiao swore.

too tired!

The hair washing project hasn't started yet, and she has no strength left.

"From what you're saying, it seems that I've soaked myself in water on purpose. If you can calm down, as for now, are we both scarred by you?" He reminded her very politely: "At this time, I should be sleeping, not waiting for you to wake up drunk, and kindly set up dinner for you, but ended up being splashed by you, and came here to toss."

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, can't I be wrong?" She regretted it too!Once you make a mistake, you will cause yourself so much trouble!

Zhao Xiaoqiao reluctantly turned on the shower and let him lie in the bathtub.

The water flowed on his hair, and she leaned outside, rubbing his hair gently with her fingers.

She gently rubbed his scalp with her fingertips, there were white shampoo foam between her fingers and on his hair, and the faint fragrance lingered at the tip of her nose, very much like the smell of him.

Putting aside all distracting thoughts and prejudices, I feel that the smell is quite good.

Hezi lay in the bathtub leisurely and contentedly, with her eyes closed, letting her fingers run through his hair continuously.

He never thought that washing his hair was such an enjoyable thing.

It's been too long for a person to be numb to many things. Suddenly there is such a person who is so close to him, and his heart that has been frozen for a long time feels turbulent overnight.

Is it because he is still a virgin?

Therefore, there is no way to be too indifferent to her.

Even that place started to look different.

Fortunately, the foamy water quickly settled in the bathtub, covering his body, covering up the embarrassment that shouldn't have appeared.

The panties were stuck there wet, it was uncomfortable.

He wants to take it off.