I'm Scattering IQ to the Protagonist

"Take off...pants?" Song Yiming was completely stunned again, and his whole body became stiff. He can guarantee that this is definitely the first time he has shown such an expression in his life.

Su Yu's voice was extremely calm, and he could even be called righteous: "That's right, Mr. Song took off his pants, so I can massage your legs for you."

It turned out to be for a massage, for a while Song Yiming didn't know whether he was relieved or sighed, but then he came to his senses and wanted to push Su Yu away, but was hugged even tighter by the other party. The state of being close to each other through the fabric caused Song Yiming's forehead to burst into a thin layer of sweat. He gritted his teeth and said, "Let me go first!"

"Mr. Song, don't move around," Su Yu smiled happily from a place Song Yiming couldn't see, the corners of his mouth were raised high, but he deliberately said wronged words, "If Mr. Song really doesn't want to let me If you give me a massage, I won't force you, but I really only think about Mr. Song's body."

These words made Song Yiming, who was already stiff, didn't know what to do. According to his previous temperament, he should have pushed Su Yu away without any hesitation, but now he couldn't make up his mind to do so.

"Put me down first." Song Yiming took a deep breath secretly, even his voice was stiff.

The lover's tone was too serious, so Su Yu could only sigh and carefully put Song Yiming back on the wheelchair, and helped him adjust the posture of his legs. Naturally, some physical contact was inevitable during the process. Song Yiming had never experienced such a thing before. He was so tormented that his head was almost smoking.

"Mr. Song, I know that you may not like other people's touch, but if you want to get the best massage effect, you must take off your pants," Su Yu had put away the smirk on his face, at this time Half squatting in front of Song Yiming, looking at him seriously and intently, "I just hope that Mr. Song's leg can be cured as soon as possible, that's really all."

Su Yu's eyes were too sincere and full of expectations. Even if Song Yiming refused in his heart, he couldn't utter cruel words at all. After a long silence, he just said with dodge eyes: "Let me think about it first." one time."

"Okay, I'm looking forward to Mr. Song's answer." Su Yu's face was clearly full of disappointment, but she still pretended to be strong and smiled.

Song Yiming hardly dared to look at his expression, and hurriedly dragged the wheelchair back to the room.

When Song Yiming's figure disappeared at the corner of the stairs, the smile on Su Yu's face disappeared without a trace in an instant. With his insight, he had clearly noticed that something was wrong with his lover just now.

That didn't seem like a simple rejection, but more like a dodge and struggle.

"Help me call out Song Yiming's surveillance video, I want to see him." Su Yu said to the ball in a deep voice.

The silly, white and sweet round ball didn't find anything unusual, but thought that its host wanted to spy on the hero's daily life and seek some benefits for himself, so he set up a high-tech virtual display screen next to the door of Su Yu's room Hanging on the wall on one side, Song Yiming's situation was played in real time.

After returning to the room, Song Yiming first sat on the balcony for a long time, his eyes were dim, and his whole body exuded a strong gloomy atmosphere. After nearly half an hour, he returned to the room from the balcony, turned to Into the bathroom.

There is a large mirror hanging on the wall on the left side of the bathroom. As soon as Song Yiming entered, he turned his head and met his own eyes. Even though he had calmed down for a while, the emotions in those eyes were still complicated and extreme. Song Yiming stared at After staring at his eyes for a while, he suddenly stretched out his hand to cover his eyes.

If Jiang Shuo saw his appearance like this, he would be so frightened that he would run away immediately, right?

Song Yiming raised his head and thought, the corner of his mouth curved into a sarcastic and bitter arc, but because of this thought, when he put his hand down, all the emotions in his eyes had been suppressed, leaving only a deep one.

Su Yu, who has been watching his lover all the time, felt sore and painful in his heart after seeing this scene, like a needle prick. He couldn't help but think about what kind of life his lover lived before he came to this world ?

According to the theoretical basis given by Yuanqiu, although the lover is a very special existence, in each mission world, he is a native of the country. Before he appears in the corresponding mission world, he will not be subject to the mission. Impact.

But in fact, there are many places that are inconsistent with the theory, for example, in the second mission world, the things of the villa collected by Qi Chen, and for example, the original plot in this world has completely deviated.

While Su Yu was thinking about this question, Song Yiming had already moved his hands away from his eyes, and stretched out his hand to slowly untie his belt.

Su Yu put away his thoughts in an instant, and his eyes immediately focused on his lover's hand. Thinking about life should be considered later. The most important thing now is to appreciate the beautiful scenery in front of him.

Because of the inconvenience of the lower body, Song Yiming's movements were very slow, and he looked a little embarrassed, but Su Yu was still completely attracted by his attention, and his body was a little hot, but soon his interest was quenched by a basin of ice water. Doused out.

Because as Song Yiming's legs were slowly exposed, ugly scars were also reflected in Su Yu's eyes, causing the light in his eyes to gradually go out and turn into a dignified and deep fog.

Song Yiming's eyes were also falling on his own legs. These legs did not become too thin and pale because of the paralysis, but became extremely hideous and ugly because of these man-made scars.

For the first time, Song Yiming regretted his past actions. At the beginning, he thought that no matter how he treated his body, it didn't matter. Now he feels that these scars are an eyesore.

Su Yu, who also felt that such scars were extremely obtrusive, was in the room on the first floor. He knew the identity of his lover in this world very well, so after being shocked, he immediately guessed who caused these scars.

Thinking of his lover who came to this world and didn't care about his body so much, and even manually inflicted pain on himself, Su Yu wanted to rush over and spank his ass!

But after thinking about it, Su Yu still clenched his fists to hold back, even though his heart was very angry and distressed, but his behavior at this time can be regarded as voyeurism after all.

Thinking of this, Su Yu glanced at the screen again, the future is long, and one day he will make his lover deeply remember that no matter whether he is by his side or not, there are certain things that must never be done.

Song Yiming, who had already taken off his pants, struggled in front of the mirror for a while, and took a shower with complicated emotions before finally making a decision. Since he has chosen him, no matter how unbearable he was, he should truthfully show himself to that person in front of.

Having made up his mind, Song Yiming quickly put on his clothes again and dragged his wheelchair to the door of Su Yu's room. Just as he raised his hand to knock on the other's door, the door was suddenly pulled open from the inside.

"Ah, why is Mr. Song here?" Seeing Song Yiming, Su Yu raised his eyebrows in surprise, "I happen to have something to talk to Mr. Song about."

Song Yiming pursed his lips: "What's the matter?"

"I just went back to my room and studied it again. Although the effect will be reduced if I don't take off my pants, the impact will not be too great. Since Mr. Song is so..." Su Yu smiled, but was caught in the middle of the sentence. Song Yiming's deep voice interrupted.

"Take off your pants." Song Yiming said in a deep voice. Judging from his tone, he said "kill him". Sure enough, the boss is the boss, and even this kind of line can be said so decisively.

If Su Yu was asked to take off his pants in front of Song Yiming, it must be a very interesting thing, but now asking Song Yiming to take off his pants in front of Su Yu has become a tormenting thing.

Although Su Yu is used to flirting with his lover, he would not do such a thing without considering the other person's feelings: "It's really unnecessary, even through my pants, my skills are very good."

"No, I've already decided, let's take off my pants." Song Yiming looked at Su Yu seriously, as if he had made up his mind.

The lover has talked to this extent, what else can Su Yu say, he shrugged and smiled helplessly: "Okay, then take off your pants."

The round ball watching from the sidelines no longer knows what expression to put on. Don’t you really think this conversation sounds weird?Discussing the issue of not taking off your pants with such a serious tone, well, this is really the protagonist.

After discussing this serious issue, the two started their first massage therapy that night.

Song Yiming took off his pants with a sullen face, leaving only a pair of black underpants. During the process, his eyes secretly fell on Su Yu's face, not only afraid that he would show disgust, but also not wanting him to sympathize with him. Time is very complicated.

However, to Song Yiming's surprise, Su Yu always had a smiling expression on his face. Although there was a moment of surprise, he quickly returned to normal, neither contempt, disgust, nor sympathy. It's like seeing nothing.

Such an appropriate reaction did not make Song Yiming heave a sigh of relief, on the contrary, he felt a little frustrated. After all, he really didn't care if he could make such a reaction, right?

Sure enough, people are so hard to satisfy sometimes.

"Mr. Song, please lie down. I'm going to start massaging you." Su Yu sat on the edge of the large sofa, her eyes swept over her lover's thighs. It still looks strong and powerful, with beautiful lines and full of power. Maybe this is the embodiment of the rules of the world's preference for the protagonist?

Song Yiming lay down on the sofa tensely, pursed his lips and said, "It's time to start."

Su Yu applied the small massage props exchanged by the ball from the system mall on Song Yiming's legs, and then his hands began to make intimate contact with Song Yiming's legs. He started massaging from the soles of the feet, all the way through the ankles, calves, and knees Bend, and finally swim to the thigh... the root.

Song Yiming didn't seem to have any reaction, but in fact he was already sweating all over. Although his legs couldn't move, they were actually conscious all the time. Otherwise, he wouldn't have chosen his legs when he abused himself. .

Now his legs are being held in the palms of his hands, rubbing back and forth wantonly, the numb feeling spread all over his body in an instant, but his legs have no ability to respond, instead, somewhere in his lower body, he has started uncontrollably It's hot.

Fortunately, he is lying on his stomach now. Song Yiming couldn't help thinking this way while he was distracted, but at the next moment, Su Yu patted his thigh, smiled and said: "Mr. Song, please turn around, I I'm going to help you massage the front."