Zongman: Unknowingly trapped in the hatchet

What does it feel like to be relied upon by others?

The first thing that hits my nose is the fragrance of the girl's unknown brand of shampoo. It lingers softly at the tip of my nose, like the fresh scent brought by the first breeze of spring.

You sniffed gently. The fragrance was not strong, but enough to intoxicate you. It was very much like some elegant floral scent.

What could it be?

Boys are like this, when they have nothing to do, they will entertain themselves, as if they were trying to guess what scent of shampoo a girl uses, even if no one praises them they still think it is a big deal.

However, when you want to smell it more clearly, you suddenly feel an itchy sensation on the tip of your nose.

With a quick glance, you realized that it was a few strands of the girl's naughty hair that had stuck to your face at some point.

You frowned and wanted to brush it off gently.

But at this moment, the girl suddenly hummed and said something. You felt helpless and could only control your temper and wait quietly. The girl just rubbed his shoulders gently like a kitten attached to its owner, and then changed to a more comfortable angle.

You breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately the girl didn't wake up. In fact, it wouldn't matter if she woke up, but you just wanted her to sleep more peacefully out of your pampering.

Fortunately, because of the girl's strange movements just now, the hair that was originally stuck to the boy's face was naturally blown into the air under the action of gravity. Whenever the breeze blew, it was as charming as dandelions floating everywhere.

You just smiled dotingly twice, then carefully reached out and gently tucked the few strands of stray hair behind the other person's ears. However, due to the limitations of the body position, the boy's movements were obviously a little difficult.

When you have done all this, you just feel like you have just experienced a great battle, and your heart seems to have skipped a beat.

I had nothing to do, so I wanted to smell that familiar shampoo scent again.

But when I smelled it again, that pleasant scent seemed to be mixed with the girl's faint body fragrance.

It was at this moment that you suddenly realized that the distance between the two of you was so close.

It is autumn now, and it is far from the cold winter season.

Perhaps because the room was poorly ventilated, the girl felt a little hot, so the first button of her dark suit lost its proper function.

Because of the perspective, you can vaguely see a touch of white, which is looming.

Unfortunately, more of the scenery is firmly blocked by the second button.

You sighed softly again, but you didn't feel any regret. At the same time, because the girl had been leaning on your shoulder for a long time, you just felt stiff and uncomfortable all over.

Out of face, you did not wake up the girl directly, but just endured everything silently.

Time passed by minute by minute.

You look out the window and see the blue sky and white clouds complementing each other. The sunshine is warm but not scorching, and it brushes over every inch of soil just right.

The wild flowers on the roadside cheered and jumped for joy, and even the most inconspicuous vegetation on weekdays greedily absorbed everything at this moment, and then grew wildly.

Time seemed to have frozen and stood still.

And when you come to your senses, a sense of satisfaction and happiness from being relied upon and trusted sweeps over your heart like a storm, making it irresistible...

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"Yui, wake up."

Su Qing looked at Yui who was sleeping soundly beside him and called out softly.

"Hmm - I'm so sleepy. Mom, I'll sleep a little longer."

Yui just wrinkled her cute little nose, and after acting coquettishly, she rubbed Su Qing's shoulder again, and then there was no sound.

"I'm not your mother. If you don't get up, I'm going to beat you up."

Su Qing nudged Yui lightly with her shoulder and said unhappily.

"Eh……?"

Yui was also awakened by Su Qing's actions, so she got up and rubbed her sleepy eyes. Because she had just woken up, Yui's voice was much softer than usual, and to Su Qing it sounded like...

"Xiao Qing...how long have I slept?"

"I'm not sure, probably more than ten or twenty minutes."

Seeing Yui finally leave, Su Qing took the opportunity to stand up and stretch the parts of his body that had just become stiff.

"I slept very comfortably, hehe."

Yui stretched lazily, and when she saw Su Qing exercising, she suddenly smiled evilly, trotted behind Su Qing, and urged him:

"Xiaoqing, come and sit down!"

"No need to sit down. Take the printed materials and take me to where you work." After saying that, Su Qing was about to take his things and leave, but Yui pretended to hold him down.

"What are you doing?" Feeling the force coming from his shoulder, Su Qing had no choice but to sit down.

"How strong is this?"

Yui didn't explain much, but she told Su Qing the truth with her actions.

"Try harder."

Yui doesn't have much strength, but massage requires not only skills, but also hand strength is a very important part.

After hearing Su Qing's words, Yui said "OK" clearly and worked even harder.

Feeling the comfort coming from the joints, Su Qing was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the clumsy Yui's massage skills were actually quite good?

Naturally, Su Qing also knew how to give massages. The dean had taught him many things during his lifetime, under the pretext that he would be able to make a living with his skills even if he didn't have any further education. But in fact, these skills first benefited the dean.

The dean also has a very reasonable explanation for this:

"Crafts, to put it bluntly, are the service industry. How can you be successful if you only have the skills but don't know how to provide services? Come on, start by serving me."

"How is it, are you comfortable?"

Yui asked with a smile while massaging Su Qing.

"That's pretty good. Did your mother teach you that?"

Although it is not professional, it is sufficient for daily use and Su Qing is not that particular about it.

"Yes, my mother is amazing. I begged her to teach me this~"

Yui turned up her nose and spoke in a rather smug tone.

"What did you learn recently?"

Su Qing suddenly asked.

"Oh, that's right, Xiaoqing, how do you know everything?"

Having said that, there was no surprise on Yui's face. Her filter of Su Qing as "knowing everything and being able to do everything" has become deeper and deeper.

[If only I knew everything...]

Where Yui couldn't see, a hint of gloom flashed across Su Qing's eyes, but it only flashed by for a moment.

"Let's stop here for the massage. Go finish today's work first. Yukinoshita should be back by now."

Su Qing leaned forward slightly, signaling Yui that she could end the massage.

"Hey, come to think of it, didn't Xiaoxue come back with you?"

"That's what happened. I met her sister on the way and she was looking for her for something, so I came here first." Su Qing took the printed documents and explained.

"Xiaoxue has a sister? That's great. I also want to have a sister or a younger sister so that we can play together."

Yui was inexplicably immersed in fantasy.

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