Husband's Fingertips

Qiu Jiyan, who thought he would be able to wait for Xia Wangchuan to give him a massage at night, turned out to be in vain again.

He deliberately turned down a meal after get off work and drove home early.

The last time when he was interrupted in the car on the green belt of Xia Wangchuan's community, it was when Qiu Jiyan felt like he couldn't stop, and that situation made him feel very uncomfortable.

You know, when his face was lying on Xia Wangchuan's lap, while feeling the warm air from his fingertips on his back, he felt the faint fresh smell on the man's body.I seem to have experienced that soft and warm feeling only when I was ignorant in my childhood, in the bed of a stuttering boy.

The boy's withered and thin face was already blurred by the childhood memories of more than ten years ago. Only his faint body fragrance and elder brother's care would make Qiu Jiyan touch the softest one in his heart when he occasionally dreamed back at midnight. Part, a part that he unconsciously cherished very deeply.

However, this masseur who speaks fluently, looks handsome, and is soft on the outside and strong on the inside always makes Qiu Jiyan feel a sense of déjà vu at certain times.

It's not an old friend, but it's better than an old friend. It's probably the subtle feeling between him and him.

With the idea of ​​asking Xia Wangchuan to give himself a good massage at night, Qiu Jiyan concealed a faint excitement under his calm appearance, and returned home on time before dinner.

The conversation of several women at the dinner table made Qiu Jiyan feel a little surprised.

Under Xiang Hong and Qiu Jilin's exaggerated and realistic confessions, the news that Master Xia has good massage skills has spread quickly in the Qiu family in the morning.

As the news spread, Qiu Suyun asked Xia Wangchuan to give her a back massage in the massage room with his dubious attitude towards the second sister-in-law.

After Qiu Suyun finished her massage in the afternoon, the main topic of the dinner at Qiu's family focused on the masseuse.

"Mom, the master that Jiyan found this time is really good. You know that I have visited all kinds of massage parlors, and I have seen some good and bad ones. Compared with this Master Xia, his technique is really not good. At one level, after master Xia pushes the back, I feel so relaxed..."

Before she could finish speaking, Xiang Hong happily took over the conversation.

"Old lady, don't you suffer from backache and leg pain every time it's rainy? You can ask Master Xia to take a look at it for you after dinner. Although the rheumatic joint problem can't be cured, it's okay to take it easy. I say you If you can't believe it, you should believe what Suyun said."

Mrs. Ding gave her a squinted look, "I can't believe what anyone says, I have to try everything myself before I have the right to speak, well, after dinner, you can help me call that little Xia over, and give this old woman a life of her own." Muscles and bones, and then let people rest a little later before giving Jilin a massage. You guys, don’t think that you can order people around by paying a little money, this massage is also a laborious job, you know?"

Everyone nodded in agreement, but Qiu Jiyan was buried in his meal.

Mrs. Ding stretched her head to look at the plate in front of him, nodded with satisfaction, and said with a smile, "It seems that my old woman's words still have a bit of weight. Look at Jiyan. Yesterday I said that he would not be a vegetarian anymore. Today I started eating meat."

Qiu Jiyan raised his head and smiled at his grandma, but he was not feeling well in his heart.

Well, grandma will have a massage in a while, and Jilin will have a massage after that, and it will probably be very late again.

Although I and Xia Wangchuan have already agreed to wait for him at night, as the old lady said just now, although Xia Wangchuan is a family masseur, he is also a person of flesh and blood, and he will be tired and need rest.

How could I have the nerve to let him massage me in the middle of the night.

But if this trend continues, I have to go to work during the day, and a lot of people rush ahead of me at night. As the eldest grandson of the Qiu family and the CEO of the Qiu family, I have to act like I respect the old and love the young.

So... I still can't enjoy that man's massage that always makes people feel infinitely relaxed and happy?

What is this called!

When Xia Wangchuan was in the 'Gongli', although he had a lot of clients, no matter how he was a super-platinum client, he couldn't make it to his hour.Now I have brought him back to the Qiu family as I wished, but what about my original idea that the family is the only one, and I am the only one?

Dare to love others!

Qiu Jiyan, who was somewhat depressed, fiddled with the computer for a while in the room alone, looked at the stocks for a while, and took a shower again.

In the end, he was still a little restless, and he made himself a pot of white tea.

There was a small table and two rattan chairs in the corner of the balcony near his room. Qiu Jiyan sat alone on the rattan chair, with a pot of tea and a cup, a round of moon and a breeze, and he actually drank some of it. Slowly the depression subsided, and he regained his calm appearance.

So when Xia Wangchuan returned to the room a little tired, he was surprised to find that there was still some light on the balcony, as if the person in the next room hadn't fallen asleep yet.

He walked gently to the door of the balcony and quietly looked out through the glass window. It turned out that the balcony was not only lit by the lights from the next door, but also the man next door who had made an appointment with him for a massage in the morning.

He was leaning on a wicker chair in pajamas, with his arms folded on his chest, his eyes closed, and he seemed to have fallen asleep.

Xia Wangchuan gently pushed open the balcony door on his side, but there was no sound from the door, but he still felt an inexplicable tension.

The night in the early summer in the north is neither cold nor hot, but it is the most beautiful time.

Xia Wangchuan slowly approached the man leaning on the rattan chair, although his footsteps were light, but if he was awake, he should have heard it.

The silver-white moonlight shone on his stern and resolute face, as if adding a layer of softener to that sharp-edged face, but it actually added a little more gentleness out of thin air.

He should have come out in pajamas after taking a shower, with the fresh smell of shower gel overflowing from his body.

From the neckline of the pajamas, you can see the strong and stylish pectoral muscles unique to men. Under the pajamas, two well-proportioned and strong calves are exposed, full of the lines of athletic boys with vitality.

There was a teapot and teacups on the small table in front of him, and Xia Wangchuan could smell the white tea.

It stands to reason that people who drink tea so late are prone to insomnia, but he not only fell asleep, but also seemed to sleep soundly, but occasionally his head would move while leaning on the back of the chair, and he would subconsciously shake his neck.

This man probably spends too much time working at his desk. Every time he massages him, he finds that his neck is overly strained compared to his age.

No wonder he was so desperate to find himself a massage.

Xia Wangchuan thought in this way, and unconsciously walked around behind Qiu Jiyan, put his hands on the back of his neck, and gently kneaded it.

Qiu Jiyan didn't know when he fell asleep on the balcony.

It may be due to the intensive work for several days, excessive self-blasphemy, and the fact that he has been a vegetarian for the past few days, he is indeed a little tired.

In his dazed sleep, Qiu Jiyan seemed to dream of Xia Wangchuan again.

However, today's dream seems to be different from previous dreams.

In the past dreams, the scenes where the two met were almost always on their own big bed.

Those dreams didn't seem to have any specific plots, they were repeated over and over again, and it was nothing more than the fact that he was suppressing him.

Of course, the details in each dream are indeed ever-changing and varied, but the theme is fixed, and it makes him make mistakes every time.

But this time, it seemed to be different from before.

He seemed to see Xia Wangchuan coming out of his room gently, stretching on the balcony, looking at the moon, and sighing quietly into the night with his chin propped up.

Then he seemed to have suddenly discovered himself in a corner, and immediately a gleam of excitement and joy appeared in the man's eyes.

He walked towards him gently, bent down, carefully looked at himself in his sleep, and for some reason, he sighed again.

Then, Xia Wangchuan walked around behind him, and slowly stretched his cold and warm fingers to the back of his neck, and began to knead vigorously and gently.

This dream was so real that Qiu Jiyan could feel the gradual changes in his body.

While those slender fingers directed a wave of heat into his body, it also seemed to lead into his heart.

The massage I wanted since the morning turned out to be in vain. Is this the compensation I found for myself in the dream?

Qiu Jiyan was half asleep and half awake, feeling the continuous heat of the hands behind him.

Hey, since it was a dream, since I had done so many unspeakable things with him in the dream, why am I so honest now.

In the dream, he was standing behind him, with his slender legs and bulging buttocks, no matter what he had to be touched to enjoy himself.

Qiu Jiyan still had his eyes closed, and the hand that was originally hugging his chest was loosened and stretched behind him.

He was half sitting and half leaning on the rattan chair, Xia Wangchuan was standing behind him, in this posture, his right hand hugged back, and it happened to land on Xia Wangchuan's hip.

Qiu Jiyan didn't expect that the person he touched in the dream still had such a real touch, so he pinched hard subconsciously.

"So tender..."

Qiu Jiyan, who had pinched the magic point in the dream, couldn't help spitting out two Chinese characters with a sense of satisfaction from his throat.

However, in the dream, his hand strength seemed to be out of control, and his strength was very strong.

Xia Wangchuan was concentrating on massaging his neck when unexpectedly the man in front of him moved a little, then suddenly stretched out a hand behind him, and pinched his butt forcefully.

Although he wasn't the type to make a fuss when something happened, but this came down too suddenly, and Qiu Jiyan's strength was so great that Xia Wangchuan couldn't help but yelled "Ouch".

Qiu Jiyan woke up completely at Xia Wangchuan's cry.

Oh my God!

It turned out that this wasn't a dream, it was indeed Xia Wangchuan who stood behind him massaging him, and the person who stretched out his hand to pinch him was indeed himself.

He stood up from the rattan chair in a daze, not knowing what to say for a while, the word "embarrassed" was written in capital letters on his usually expressionless face.

He didn't think he was pretending to be asleep and took the opportunity to play hooligans, did he?

"Mr. Qiu was sleeping just now, right?"

It was Xia Wangchuan who opened his mouth first.

Although he was taken aback by Qiu Jiyan's sudden hand, after thinking about it for a while, he knew that his actions just now should be subconscious in his dream.

Looking at Qiu Jiyan, who had poker face every day, standing there in a daze like a child who did something wrong, Xia Wangchuan's heart skipped a beat, a feeling of love and affection for Xiao Qiu Jiyan when he was a teenager instantly flooded his heart.

He knew that the man who has always been polite and indifferent must feel very embarrassed even if he did such a thing in his dream, especially when he subconsciously called out just now, as if he was resisting the hooligan's molesting, it is estimated that this man already has something in his heart. Internal injuries.

"Ah, yes, I fell asleep and had a dream... I didn't mean to."

Qiu Jiyan lowered his voice, as if he was explaining, but also as if apologizing, and there was a hint of anxiety on his calm face, eager to express himself clearly.

Such an unusual Mr. Qiu, Qiu Jiyan with a somewhat ignorant face...why, the more he looks the cuter he gets.

Under the pale yellow full moon, Xia Wangchuan suddenly had the idea of ​​teasing him and teasing him.

"Really...Actually...it's okay if you do it on purpose..."

His eyes glanced at Qiu Jiyan quickly, and then he quickly lowered his head, only his long eyelashes flapping non-stop.

"what?"

Qiu Jiyan was stunned, and his face, which was still a little dazed, suddenly turned red.

Xia Wangchuan said these words softly, like the light of the moon in the sky.

But in his ears, it was not inferior to a powerful cannonball.

Is it okay to do it on purpose?

That means that he didn't resent the pinch on his ass?

Thinking of this, Qiu Jiyan subconsciously moved the finger that just got into trouble, the touch on the fingertips has not been lost, and he can still recall the attractive elasticity and tenderness of that place.

He is not disgusted, he is not disgusted...

He suddenly felt dry in his throat, as if a strange little flame was slowly rising in his lower abdomen.

However, Qiu Jiyan was Qiu Jiyan, and he took a deep breath to free himself from the protruding desire.

"I really didn't mean to."

He emphasized his tone a little, not wanting the masseur to misunderstand that he was really playing a hooligan on him, and he didn't want to get lost in the other's flustered tone.

"Haha, Mr. Qiu, I'm teasing you! I know you didn't mean it just now, it's getting cold, go back to your room and sleep, it's easy to catch a cold if you doze off here."

Xia Wangchuan withdrew the flirtatiousness he had shown him just now, and returned to his usual gentleness and ease.

Qiu Jiyan nodded and let out a breath.

Xia Wangchuan's natural and generous attitude slowly calmed down his original embarrassment.

"Are you giving me a massage just now? Thank you."

Xia Wangchuan laughed, "President Qiu is really polite, I'm not here as a guest, I agreed to give you a massage in the morning, I just saw you squinting here, I think it's cool at night, I can help you to press it to live Bloodlines, so as not to be affected by the wind, they will decide on their own."

Qiu Jiyan narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at Xia Wangchuan's face, "You can do this."

Xia Wangchuan suddenly didn't know how to answer his words, so he smiled faintly.

While the two were talking, Qiu Jiyan picked up the teapot and teacups on the small table, and compared them to Xia Wangchuan, "The white tea I brewed, since I drank it at your place, I seem to be a bit addicted to it."

What is addictive may not only be the mellow taste of white tea, but also the feeling of firmness in its softness.

The next morning when Xia Wangchuan was eating breakfast, he heard Sister Qing tell Aunt Jin that Master Jiyan's breakfast had returned to a combination of meat and vegetables, not to mention, he really listened to the old lady.

Xia Wangchuan couldn't help but smile when he remembered the two people's topic yesterday morning about the effect of vegetarianism on libido.

The Qiu family was very quiet in the morning.

Men go to work and go fishing, while most of the women are still sleeping in for beauty treatment.

Xia Wangchuan walked around the yard by himself, and found that the Qiu family's mansion was indeed a mansion with a very large area.

This is a large villa that has been around for a certain period of time, but it is said that it has been renovated once in the last five years, so both the external environment and interior decoration are modern and modern, without feeling outdated or backward at all.

There are not many tall trees in the yard in front of the main building of the villa, mainly low trees and green trimmed and neat lawns.

Looking out from the room in the main building in this way, the sight is wide and the mood is comfortable.

On the left side of the main building is the garage and storeroom, and on the right side is a very standard and large swimming pool.

He walked around the swimming pool leisurely, looking at the blue water, all he could imagine in his mind was Qiu Jiyan's fit and slender figure in swimming trunks.

Walking along the swimming pool towards the backyard, you can see many tall trees covering the sky in the distance.

Xia Wangchuan suddenly remembered that his stepmother once told him that there was an old apricot tree in the backyard of the Qiu family. Every spring, when the flowers bloomed, they were as bright as clouds, and after the flowers bloomed, they were full of emerald green apricots.

And the young Qiu Jiyan likes the apricots that grow to the largest and greenest but have not yet started to turn yellow. Although every time he eats it, he will grin his teeth with sourness, but every time he eats it until his teeth fall down.

Sure enough, Xia Wangchuan, who had just arrived in the backyard, saw the old apricot tree with luxuriant branches.

Among the many tall trees in the backyard, for some reason, this apricot tree seems to have a unique charm that attracts people's attention.

And this season also happens to be the season when apricots are the greenest and hardest.

I don't know if that man will still like to eat this big green apricot when he grows up?

Xia Wangchuan suddenly had a naughty idea.

He looked around, and the huge backyard was as quiet as an ancient idyll.

He walked quickly to the tree, the trunk of the old tree was very thick, it was not difficult for Xia Wangchuan to climb.

When Xia Wangchuan returned to the main building with the two pockets of his oversized suit full of apricots, he happened to see Sister Qing entering the gate with the courier she had just received.

She was holding a rectangular box in her hand, and was muttering to herself when she saw Xia Wangchuan, her eyes lit up, and she greeted him.

"Master Xia, take a look at this, did the young master buy it for you?"

Xia Wangchuan was stunned for a moment, and walked over to take a look. It was a physiotherapy massager mailed back from Hong Kong.

He shook his head, "No, I never borrow these instruments when I massage, Mr. Qiu...he should know."

Sister Qing also shook her head, "Yeah, I've been doing massage at Qiu's family for many years, the young master has been doing massage all the time, but it's all done manually by the master. It's the first time I've seen this kind of thing. But this courier is indeed written to be received by Mr. Qiu Jiyan!"

Xia Wangchuan was also a little surprised. Based on his understanding of Qiu Jiyan, it is reasonable to say that he would not buy such an instrument that is advertised as high-end, but its actual use is difficult to guarantee.

Back in the room, he took out all the green apricots in his pocket, picked out some with obvious insect eyes or scars, carefully selected about twenty green and big apricots, and put them in a large fruit bowl. Soak it in water.

During lunch, Sister Qing told him that the old lady just called and asked him to give her a massage in the massage room at 02:30 in the afternoon.

Xia Wangchuan felt a little nervous for some reason, and the dishes on the plate seemed to suddenly lose their original taste.

He knew that he still had some fear of the actual head of the Qiu family.

Because he hid his face, but he was always worried about being seen through by the old lady's old but still sharp eyes.

More importantly, it was because he liked her grandson, and this was obviously an emotion that Mrs. Ding could not accept at all.

Therefore, the person Xia Wangchuan was most afraid of and didn't want to get close to in the Qiu family was her.

Yet he also knew that such contact was absolutely inevitable.

Then only by hiding deeper can I stay here longer.

Xia Wangchuan arrived at the massage room at [-]:[-].

He checked his image carefully before leaving the room.

Big and old coat, fluffy and messy hair, most of the face covered by the mirror, uneven stubble.

well.

It was already 35:[-], and the old lady hadn't come yet.

Xia Wangchuan felt a growing sense of tension during this time-out waiting.

The door opened, and it wasn't the old lady, but Sister Qing.

"Master Xia, the old lady invites you to the living room. There is a guest in the house. By the way, the massager you saw just now was given by this guest. He is the young master's college classmate, He Qi, and he said yes. He just came back from the United States, and he asked someone to buy that instrument for the young master in Hong Kong."

Xia Wangchuan frowned, "Mr. Qiu's classmate is here as a guest, what is the old lady asking me to do?"

Sister Qing slapped her hands, "Look at me, I talked a lot about what I have and what I don't, and I forgot to mention the important point. Didn't Mr. He send a massage device, and the old lady just mentioned that our family just hired a masseur. Son, Mr. He said that this massager is just more suitable for professional people to operate, so the old lady asked you to go and have a look."

Xia Wangchuan nodded, and followed Sister Qing to the living room.

As he walked, he couldn't help thinking in his heart, He Qi?This name seems to have been heard somewhere, how could it be so familiar.

Besides Mrs. Ding, there were Xiang Hong and Qiu Suyun in the living room.

On the sofa on the other side sat a young man in casual clothes.

The man saw Xia Wangchuan coming in, and quickly looked him up and down with a pair of beautiful red phoenix eyes. Those eyes looked very warm and gentle, from Xia Wangchuan's hair all the way to his feet, and finally fell on his lens again. behind the eyes.

Xia Wangchuan was shocked by his gaze, and suddenly remembered the source of this person's name.

That was when Qiu Jiyan took himself to the hairdresser to get his hair done, Qiu Jiyan answered a phone call that seemed to be resisting, and mentioned this name.

Xia Wangchuan still clearly remembered Qiu Jiyan's angry words.

"You are enough, He Qi! My grandma doesn't need you to see, who are you to me!"