Husband's Fingertips

After Xia Wangchuan finished massaging Yu Zhe, it was time to catch the last train.

Taking the 100 yuan sealed by Yu Ling, Xia Wangchuan told him to give Yu Zhe some pearl powder from the traditional Chinese medicine store while packing up the massage supplies.

That thing soothes the nerves and relieves restlessness, combined with massage on the acupoints, it can relieve Yu Zhe's hyperactivity symptoms to some extent.

There were not many people on the last bus, Xia Wangchuan was holding the massage bag, and he couldn't help being dazed.

After he received the tea from Qiu Jiyan and sent him a message of thanks, it has been more than half a month, and that man has never been to the 'palace'.

Xia Wangchuan was a little worried.

What he was worried about was whether the man had misunderstood him or not.

Because Gu Xiaofei told him after he was drunk and sober, when they came out from Mingshi that night, they bumped into Mr. Qiu head-on.

In Gu Xiaofei's original words, "Why don't you say that you two are not friends and don't meet each other last time? The first time Mr. Qiu saw you, he got drunk. When you rescued me the other day, you got drunk and met him."

"Besides, when you almost fell down, a handsome foreigner helped you up. Mr. Qiu came to help, and you threw yourself into his arms. The two hugged so tightly!"

Xia Wangchuan didn't believe the irreversible nonsense behind the poor man.

But Gu Xiaofei said Thaksin earlier.

Because on that night when he drank so much that he couldn't look back, he did retain a vague memory. In front of the nightclub, he seemed to have had a face-to-face with that tall man.

So for that man, what he saw at the time was a completely different version of himself, a shambling, drunk-smelling version of himself coming out of an entertainment venue late at night.

Thinking about it, how surprised I was when I saw him drunk for the first time, and how surprised the other party must be when he saw me drinking too much.

Ugh.

Xia Wangchuan looked up and looked outside the car, and couldn't help but sighed a long time.

This is exactly what worries him.

Because he believed that he knew this man better than many people around Qiu Jiyan.

That is a man who is extremely disgusted and even hostile to immoral character and flirtatiousness.

When they were young, Xia Wangchuan already knew that Qiu Jiyan looked at his father with hatred and hostility.

Because in the boy's mind, the masseuse who kidnapped his mother was such a man of terrible quality.

So now, how would Qiu Jiyan, who was picky about his appearance, think of himself?The rumors about the patronage, the hangover at the Midnight Lovely Place...

He shouldn't, he won't come to find himself from now on, right?

Xia Wangchuan returned to the community full of wild thoughts.

The lilacs in the flower garden in front of the building are in full bloom, exuding a refreshing fragrance.He sniffed it vigorously, strangely, besides the faint fragrance of flowers, there seemed to be a faint fragrance of wine in the air.

Maybe some neighbor drank too much, Xia Wangchuan murmured in his heart, he couldn't help thinking of himself who was also drunk a few days ago, shook his head, and walked into the stairwell.

The room he rented was on the third floor, and when he first reached the second floor, Xia Wangchuan couldn't help but slow down.

The smell of alcohol in the corridor has become thicker and thicker with the increase of floors, and what makes people feel strange is that there seems to be a heavy panting sound from the alcohol intermittently along with the smell of alcohol. Pass it over.

Who got drunk and slept on the stairs?

Xia Wangchuan raised his vigilance in his heart. After all, there were several robberies in this neighborhood a while ago, including himself, who was kicked and injured his ass, so it is better to be careful about some things.

He walked slowly to the third floor, and he froze for a moment.

At the door of his room, a man in a black suit was sitting on the ground against the door.

The moonlight shone in from the window in the stairwell, half bright and half dark on his half upturned face.His eyes were tightly closed, his breath was heavy, but his breathing seemed to be very even, as if he had just sat quietly and fell asleep.

Xia Wangchuan felt like a small drum was beating wildly in his heart, and for a moment, his cheeks on both sides were visibly hot.

This seemingly drunk man was none other than Qiu Jiyan who he was thinking about day and night.

Before he had time to think about why this drunken man would come to sleep at the door of his house, Xia Wangchuan's first thought was that although it was hot and the flowers were blooming, sitting on the cool floor and sleeping like this all the time must not be possible.

Especially for men, this kind of cold caused by the ground will hurt the kidneys.

If the kidney is injured...it won't work.

He laughed dumbfounded when he suddenly had such an imagination.

Shaking his head, Xia Wangchuan quickly bent down and patted Qiu Jiyan's shoulder lightly.

"President Qiu, President Qiu, wake up, it's cold on the ground!"

Qiu Jiyan, who was breathing steadily, seemed to be in a deep sleep. He probably heard some voices ringing in his ears in his sleep. His brows were wrinkled, and his eyelids moved twice, but they still didn't open.

Xia Wangchuan looked at the subconscious expression on his face, and felt as if a white feather fan was gently brushing past and back again in his heart.

There is a gentle and slightly itchy feeling rippling gently on the entire apex of my heart.

That man who was usually serious, upright and steady, now sleeping soundly looked like the ten-year-old boy who slept with him back then.

And at that time, he would always hug himself in his still immature arms indiscriminately after he fell asleep soundly.

That little embrace, even after 16 years, Xia Wangchuan still can't forget that unique heat and warmth.

Now he has a healthy body that is many times stronger than before, so will his embrace be as warm as before?

Xia Wangchuan shook his head, then patted Qiu Jiyan's shoulder vigorously.

The sleeping man finally got a feeling, blinked his eyelids with some difficulty, and opened them.

He seemed to be unable to adapt to the bright moonlight for a while, so he stretched out his hand to block it, and his eyes slowly focused on Xia Wangchuan's face.

After staring blankly for a few seconds, Qiu Jiyan frowned suddenly.

"Why did you come back? Hurry up and open the door, I want to pee!"

Qiu Jiyan's voice was particularly loud in the quiet night.

Xia Wangchuan subconsciously glanced at the occupant at the opposite door, and went to find the key in his trouser pocket without saying a word.

He was too aware of Qiu Nanshen's amazing behavior when he was drunk.

This well-dressed and well-dressed man when he was sober, how stable he is usually, may become frivolous when he drinks a lot.

I can't let him yell and make trouble in the corridor in the middle of the night, but let him make trouble in my room.

Xia Wangchuan took out the key and looked at Qiu Jiyan who was blocking the door. There was nothing he could do. He took a breath, bent down, and grabbed the man's arm, "Boss Qiu, get up quickly, so I can open the door."

Qiu Jiyan understood his words, but his body didn't seem to be under his own control. After Xia Wangchuan half pulled and half pulled him down, he barely stood up, shook heavily, and hugged Xia Wangchuan's shoulders , with a face resting on his shoulders.

Xia Wangchuan only felt that half of his body was suddenly suppressed by a man's heavy and strong body.

He quietly tilted the angle of his shoulders so that the man could lean more comfortably.

But the hot air from the man's mouth was just at the position of his earlobe, and he couldn't hide it.

The hot air was hot and humid, blowing in the eardrums, itching, so he didn't open his door for a long time.

"Hurry up, I can't hold back anymore!"

I don't know if he drank too much wine. At this time, Qiu Jiyan seemed to have really been held back for too long, and his body clinging to Xia Wangchuan subconsciously moved.

Xia Wangchuan only felt half of his body go numb all of a sudden.

"alright, alright!"

Xia Wangchuan said repeatedly, and quickly opened the door.

Qiu Jiyan's body was almost half pressed against him, and he had no intention of letting go at all.

Xia Wangchuan tried his best to support him while turning on the light at the door, and then helped him walk to the bathroom.

"This way, Mr. Qiu is coming this way, over there is the kitchen!"

Xia Wangchuan grabbed Qiu Jiyan who was about to unzip his trousers facing the refrigerator.

Under Xia Wangchuan's leadership, the two finally stumbled into the bathroom.

That's right, it was squeezed in.

This small one-bedroom bathroom is perfect for one person to use. Two big men came in together, and there was almost no room to turn around.

"President Qiu, you...it's convenient for you, I'll go out first."

Xia Wangchuan wanted to squeeze out from the side of Qiu Jiyan's body. Although they were all men, in such a narrow space, even if he closed his eyes, it was still convenient for him to think that the man was at zero distance from him. A thing that couldn't be more embarrassing.

Qiu Jiyan murmured "hum" twice.

He had indeed held back for a long time, and there was already a feeling that he was about to explode rampant in his body.

Ignoring what Xia Wangchuan was saying, and having no time to wait for him to squeeze out, he tried hard to pull down his trousers and completely liberate himself.

But he was already so drunk that his hands and feet were numb and his whole body was sore, the more anxious he became, the more he couldn't unzip the zipper, and the veins on his forehead burst out in a hurry.

"Help me quickly, I can't open it, I'm about to pee, fuck!"

Looking at Qiu Jiyan who was so suffocated that his veins were throbbing, Xia Wangchuan bit his lip hard and bent down.