Husband's Fingertips

A steam of hot and humid water mixed with the fragrance of men's shower gel came out from the door. Qiu Jiyan, who was wearing a bath towel around his waist, stood at the door, looking at Xia Wangchuan beside the massage table, with no expression on his face, and just nodded slightly.

Xia Wangchuan tried his best to calmly bow down to him as required by the 'palace'.

"Mr. Qiu, thank you for what happened just now."

"You don't have to thank me, you did a good job yourself."

It seems that such a polite and distanced encounter between him and him is the beginning that fits the imagination.

It's not like the last time, flooding Jinshan, fighting wilds and horses, and chicken feathers all over the place.

But... But why, the one who made me even more unforgettable was that Qiu Jiyan who was sitting on the ground, talking to himself, full of naivety, smelling of alcohol?

He questioned himself in his mind, but his eyes lingered uncontrollably on the man with the wet breath.

Qiu Jiyan in front of him was only surrounded by a snow-white bath towel, his lower abdomen and knees were all exposed to the air, under the dim light of the VIP room, his whole body exuded a masculine luster.

The bath towel around his body seems to be as upright as his expression, neither crooked nor crooked

He walked to the side of the massage table, his eyes fell on the set of translucent massage clothes, and he used one hand to free the bath towel on his body.

Is this man with an unusually stern face but full of hormones all over his body planning to strip naked in front of him again?

At this moment, Xia Wangchuan only had one question in his mind.

Qiu Jiyan seemed to be answering his question with practical actions.

He neatly untied the white bath towel around his lower body, and his whole body was completely presented in the light. On his muscular body that was somewhat chocolate-colored, a pair of white boxer shorts reflected his complexion in an indescribably healthy and healthy way. sexy.

The white underwear flashed quickly out of the corner of Xia Wangchuan's drooping eyes. He let out a slight breath, and found that beads of damp sweat had already oozed from his palms.

"Mr. Qiu, this is the first official service for you. Please take care of me. Which part do you want to press today?"

"Don't press me like that guy, press anywhere."

"..."

"Well, by the way, I practiced Taekwondo two days ago, and my thighs were stretched. Help me massage."

"Good... good!"

Xia Wangchuan felt a slight tremor in his voice that he forcibly controlled. Why did this man who had only seen him twice after the reunion always challenged his psychological limit inadvertently every time.

Qiu Jiyan should be a person who insists on exercising all the year round, and the lines of the whole body have a tough and tough feeling.The taekwondo in his mouth, if counted from the year he met him, he has been practicing for at least 16 years.

Therefore, his two legs are particularly strong and slender, especially the thighs, which are neither thick and exaggerated like football players, nor thin like long-distance runners, but very similar to badminton players' legs, full of health and vitality. And sexy energy.

Xia Wangchuan was standing on the side of the massage table, his fingers that had already been smeared with some essential oils were hanging down in mid-air, but he didn't extend them out for a long time.

But at this moment, lying on the massage pillow, Qiu Jiyan, who seemed expressionless, was secretly regretting.

The masseur in front of me, who I only met once while drunk, has obviously affected me inconceivably. Whether it is some strange dreams in the previous night, or the hand that appeared in front of my eyes when I was masturbating myself, it is all because I tried my best to avoid and talk to him before. something to resist.

But why, not only did she ask him for a massage, she even asked him to rub her thigh without thinking about it after seeing that his appearance was completely the type she avoided.

You must know that Qiu Jiyan would never let any masseuse touch any position except above the shoulders and below the knees.

Then why did I break my taboo for many years just now?

Copying the scriptures and being a vegetarian is not to keep yourself away from those desires related to men, and to insist on being the depressive and dull self, but also pure and simple.

Because only the self who minimizes desire will not touch the more deadly...love.

For Qiu Jiyan, perhaps his parents' love affair dealt him a heavy blow when he was young, which made him form an ice-like protective layer deep in his heart early on.

He doesn't want people to get too close to him, because he once had an ignorant impression when he was a teenager. If two people are close and squeezed together, they will feel warmer than when they are alone.But once they were separated, they realized that the quilt of being alone again would be colder than before.

Therefore, since we still have to part after getting together, why not let people get close to the thick layer of ice on your heart, and don't let the body temperature of two people melt the ice layer, because the heart that has been wrapped in ice for too long, in fact , is very soft and fragile.

Therefore, we still have to control the other party and ourselves as before.

Qiu Jiyan on the massage table felt that he was slowly regaining the normality he should have when he was awake.

But for Xia Wangchuan, what troubled him now was how to press Qiu Jiyan's thigh.

Qiu Jiyan's legs are the most slender, firm and masculine legs Xia Wangchuan has ever seen since he worked as a massage therapist in the 'Gongli'.

He followed the translucent massage clothes to carefully observe the skin color of Qiu Jiyan's two thighs. There was indeed some faint blue color and swelling, obviously strained muscles during the intense taekwondo practice.

"Mr. Qiu, the muscles on the inner thigh are more sensitive. If you press it directly, you will feel aggravated by the tear."

"Ah."

"I have a suggestion, "I read your physical condition introduction, and I feel that your sleep should not be very good. I want to help you press a few acupuncture points on the soles of your feet. They all have a hypnotic effect, so that when you fall asleep Then I will press the legs, and you will be much more comfortable. "

"Okay, wake me up at ten o'clock."

Qiu Jiyan's voice was very low, but short and sharp.

Xia Wangchuan glanced at the man's face, he didn't have the naive feeling after being drunk, and he didn't have that naughty smile, what was there was the poker face that Gu Xiaofei said, to put it more vividly, it was the spade face K's face.

But... the king of spades in the playing card is also very handsome, isn't it?

He walked to the end of the massage table, a pair of feet, about a size 43, quietly stretched out on the bed.There is no dry skin, no curly foot hair, and even every nail is trimmed like polished jade pieces, clean and neat.

This man, from his hair to his nails, from his forehead to the soles of his feet, there is no imperfection, no injustice, and no part that is not what he likes.

"I started Mr. Qiu, you relax."

Xia Wangchuan's slender fingers slowly landed on Qiu Jiyan's soles, and began to meticulously perform his duties as a masseuse.

After all, after a long period of 16 years, I was 28 years old when I missed someone so much that I was almost paranoid, and I resolutely stepped out to pursue this man.

And of course I also know that, judging from Qiu Jiyan's performance, he probably didn't recognize him at all.

Also, the time of 16 years is not a short moment, he has changed himself to the greatest extent.He polished a 12-year-old boy who was thin, dry, stuttering, into a handsome man with a height of 182 cm, a slender, strong, articulate man.

With such a huge contrast, except for people like myself who are struggling to pursue and pay close attention to each other, I believe that no one will associate the current self with the little stutter back then.

Qiu Jiyan was no exception.

Therefore, for the two people who have long been strangers, it is Qiu Jiyan's uninterrupted massage and massage for many years that can reconnect their relationship.

But, how on earth should I find that mysterious ecstasy hole in the man I want to get close to...or conquer, as my father said before he died?

What's more important is that my father told me repeatedly that the acupoints connected with emotions are completely different for everyone.

One is honey, the other is poison.The ecstasy point on your body may be the deadly point on another person.

You know, it is no problem to blindfold yourself and let yourself randomly find any acupuncture point among the 830 acupuncture points around the body.After all, this is a handicraft handed down from my Mu family, and I rely on it for food.

However, it is really difficult to determine which of these acupuncture points is connected to human emotions and desires, especially the latter.

Could it be that I want to try and press acupoints one by one, and then see if there is a strong reaction from others?

Thinking of this, Xia Wangchuan found that his eyes had slowly moved up from Qiu Jiyan's smooth soles uncontrollably.

Alas, it seems that Qiu Jiyan's ecstasy acupoint is definitely not on his feet.

Because it is big, it is indeed big, but it has not changed into very big, very big.

Xia Wangchuan's gaze continued to look upwards along his flat belly, passing over his strong and undulating chest and protruding Adam's apple, and came to Qiu Jiyan's face.

The corners of Xia Wangchuan's mouth couldn't help but move, revealing a doting smile.

The man, in the gentle stroking of his feet, has quietly entered a peaceful sleep.

So, should we take this opportunity to explore his ecstasy cave?

Xia Wangchuan felt his heart beating faster and faster.