Husband's Fingertips

Looking at Xia Wangchuan who was coughing softly, Qiu Jiyan leaned over and handed him his teacup.

"Take a sip of tea and take a break, the neck is already very comfortable."

"Unexpectedly, He Qi is so messy and so capable of spreading rumors. Maybe he is also very disappointed with this result."

Xia Wangchuan let go of the fingers that had been kneading Qiu Jiyan's shoulder and neck, took the teacup, but didn't drink it right away in a daze.

The past events that Qiu Jiyan narrated were actually very short and simple, but it sounded like Xia Wangchuan couldn't explain it in words.

The word love hurts others and oneself, but it always makes the mortals in this world want to stop.

For myself, why not.

"Actually, what he hurts me is not whether he is chaotic or not, because I have never liked him in that sense. I don't care what he does."

"What he really hurt me was his hypocrisy and deceit. He made me realize once again the ugliness of human nature, and the trust between friends that I had built up with great difficulty collapsed in an instant."

Xia Wangchuan nodded deeply.

He knew that this was Qiu Jiyan's heart.

Because he knew a long time ago that this tall and steady man actually has an extremely soft heart that is wrapped and defended by him layer upon layer.

Just like what his stepmother He Xiangning said to herself before she died, "This child is very bitter."

"Drinking tea with you, wanting a massage, and listening to me talking about it, how about it, the private masseur of the Qiu family is not good at it?"

Qiu Jiyan put down his teacup, his eyes fell on Xia Wangchuan's face.The latter seemed to be in a trance, as if he was still immersed in what he just said and couldn't extricate himself.

Hearing Qiu Jiyan's slightly teasing question, Xia Wangchuan's thoughts flashed back from the memory of his stepmother.

The tall man in the same white nightgown as himself stared at him calmly.

In the hearts of outsiders, and even Qiu Jiyan's family members, this is a man who is extremely strong and powerful both inside and outside, firm and proud, calm and persistent.

And behind the scenes, like any ordinary person, he has past events that others don't know, and knots entangled in his heart.

"Private masseurs are not good."

Xia Wangchuan responded quietly.

Qiu Jiyan's brows slowly moved towards the middle.

"But I like doing bad things..."

Xia Wangchuan's eyes suddenly flashed two mischievous lights.

The two black eyebrows stretched briskly again.

"Well, go ahead despite the difficulties, I like you... people with this personality."

"Since it's so hard to do, Mr. Qiu will give me two days off tomorrow night and the night after tomorrow!"

Xia Wangchuan tightened the neckline of his nightgown. Right now, the night was as cold as water.

Subconsciously, Qiu Jiyan's eyes followed his hands and flashed into the depths of the neckline.

Hearing his words, he was slightly taken aback, but quickly reacted.

"Going to give that little guy a massage on Friday and Saturday? Well, this leave must be given, but he lives far away from here, right?"

Indeed, the Qiu family mansion is far away from the homes of Yu Ling and Yu Zhe.

"Well, it takes about two hours by bus, it's okay, I'm used to it."

Xia Wangchuan knew that Qiu Jiyan would definitely give him this fake.

When he saw Qiu Jiyan affectionately preaching words of love and encouragement at the site of Qiu's project to donate children with autism and ADHD, he knew that there was actually a deeply buried love in the heart of this indifferent man .

"It's too far away. In this way, you can drive you there after I get off work at night."

Xia Wangchuan was stunned for a moment, a faint warmth gushed out from the neckline-tightened nightgown.

"Thank you, Mr. Qiu."

"It's late, go to bed early."

Two men with white figures silently walked into the room separated by only one wall.

The lights were turned off, and the calm of the night was restored on the balcony.

Only the goose-yellow moonlight shone on the slightly shaking rattan chair, like a heart that could not be calmed for a long time.

In the afternoon, Mrs. Ding was on the bed in the massage room, asking Xia Wangchuan to give her shoulders with old problems.

The old lady's flower glasses were put aside, Xia Wangchuan was blurred in his eyes, and he saw two big spectacle lenses.

Xia Wangchuan's technique relieved her pain from old joint wear and tear a lot. The old lady was in a good mood and talked more.

After gossiping here and there, the topic of the old lady came to Xia Wangchuan's hometown and background.

Xia Wangchuan probably pressed it for a long time, subconsciously wiped the sweat that was seeping from his forehead.

This problem really came.

Fortunately, he was already prepared.

He set his home in the provincial capital of his hometown, which is far away from Miaoxiang Town, but it fits with the accent that he can't completely erase, which makes sense.

As for family background, he said lightly that his parents were no longer around, and only his younger brother was in his hometown, so he didn't say much more.

The old lady sighed, "It's not easy for a young person to work outside. Your accent still has a little taste of your place, but you are young, and you can speak Mandarin well. The accent sounds very good. Toned down, our family used to have a master from your province, who spoke with a heavy accent..."

She seemed to suddenly feel that she had said something she shouldn't have said, and immediately stopped her mouth.

Xia Wangchuan continued to exert force on the old lady's shoulders calmly.

Of course he knew who she was talking about.

It's just that the two people in this massage room probably didn't expect that, with the passing of time and mistakes, one day many years later, they would follow the footsteps of their father and step into this huge house.

Back then, in the eyes of the world, his father played the role of a lecherous man who seduces women from good families.So what kind of role will I play today?

What kind of path will that man, who is still completely unaware, walk with him on the unknown journey.

Xia Wangchuan fell into a sudden loss with no sense of direction at all.

The door of the massage room was knocked twice hastily, and Qiu Suyun pushed the door open with a hint of excitement.

"Mom, I have good news for you. You must be happy to hear it. Guess who is coming back!"

Qiu Suyun shook the phone in his hand vigorously at the old lady, and the notification tone of WeChat was still ringing.

Madam Ding glanced at her, "Is it Yue Bai?"

Qiu Suyun nodded, "It's amazing, old lady, do you miss your little son? You can guess so accurately right away."

Mrs. Ding "cut", "You told me in disguise, there is nothing else I can't guess, who else in our family will come back, either Yue Bai or Kexin, and you said that I will definitely be happy, what else? Who else does he have? If you are happy, then you will be the happiest."

Qiu Suyun stretched out her mobile phone to the head of the massage bed, "Mom, I know you're amazing, so let's take a look at your old son, he's so handsome that he's going to erupt!"

Mrs. Ding brought Qiu Suyun's cell phone over, and she stretched the phone slightly forward without wearing glasses, and narrowed her eyes.

"It seems to be a lot darker. When I'm with those foreigners, I like to get tanned and my hair doesn't tidy up. When I see him back, I have to force him to cut it short."

The old lady's cell phone happened to be right where Xia Wangchuan was looking, and he casually glanced at the photo.

It was a man about 30 years old, sitting on a piece of silver sand with his back half up, surrounded by many blond foreigners.

As Mrs. Ding said, the man in the photo has a dark complexion and is healthy, with a head of half-length black hair hanging back naturally, full of a natural and artistic atmosphere, which has a saying with the blue sea and silver sand where he lives. Unbeatable fit.

The man on the beach was only wearing a pair of swimming shorts. His naked upper body was strong and fit. His chest and abdominal muscles seemed to be carved out with a knife, full of attractive lines.

The man's facial features are distinct and deep, and the two lips are particularly thin, which looks a little bit indifferent.

In this regard, he has the characteristics of the appearance of a man from the Qiu family.

However, his eyebrows and the corners of his eyes are full of obvious enthusiasm and straightforwardness, which is completely different from the calm appearance of most men from the Qiu family.

Another point, Xia Wangchuan discovered that he had an indescribable resemblance to Qiu Jiyan, another handsome guy from the Qiu family.

If Qiu Jiyan's appearance is a man who can get full marks in Xia Wangchuan's mind, then Mrs. Ding's old son, Qiu Jiyan's uncle, can also get 99 points for his appearance.

The poor one point, because his name is not Qiu Jiyan.

"Did Yue Bai tell you the exact time when he will return to China? Think about it, let Ah Qing and the others ventilate his room and clean it up again."

Mrs. Ding lovingly looked at the photo of her old son, and finally handed the phone back to Qiu Suyun reluctantly.

"I asked, and said that I will be back at the end of the month. I also asked about the things you care about. They said that there are no girlfriends and countless boyfriends. Haha, this youngest, he has never spoken seriously. "

Mrs. Ding sighed, "I can't help it, I can't help it, and he is far away, I don't think I can control it. Forget it, let him go, anyway, he is thirty, and he won't be able to play for another two years." If he moves, he will know that he will settle down and get married."

Qiu Suyun glanced at Xia Wangchuan who was still doing massaging seriously, and lowered her voice slightly.

"Mom, what did you say about Jiyan's classmate last time, the one named He Qi? Hey, I don't know what happened to Jiyan. His classmates came to see him eagerly and brought gifts, but he didn't say anything. He kept him for a meal, and let him go without taking him to say hello to us.

Xia Wangchuan suddenly felt inexplicably nervous.

Mrs. Ding took a look at Qiu Suyun, "Are you still the boy in the real world? To be honest, the time is too short, and you can't see good or bad from one side. People are quite clever, but they are a little too good at talking. Yan is not from the same way, anyway, I don't think he can compare to my grandson."

Qiu Suyun deliberately glared at her mother, "That is, in your old lady's heart, it would be strange if anyone could compare with your eldest grandson! But I am also anxious about the sweet thing, she is not young after graduation, My heart is high. In this situation, there are fewer and fewer good boys, and they will not wait for you to pick them. The good ones will be dragged away. If there is someone who looks good, can I not? Heart."

"I know what you're thinking. Someday I'll ask Ji Yan again. If he supports it, then the kid is probably not far behind. If he opposes it, you don't have to worry about him. Alright, Master Xia , it’s very comfortable to press, you should take a rest too!”

This is the second time Xia Wangchuan got on Qiu Jiyan's Mercedes tonight.

It's just that today he was sitting in the co-pilot seat, but last time, he was squeezed in the back seat with him.

During dinner in the evening, Qiu Jiyan formally greeted his family members, and told everyone that when he signed the agreement with Xia Wangchuan, he agreed that Friday and Saturday nights would be his rest time.

Everyone didn't say anything. After all, the workers employed at home would have time to rest, so it wasn't a big deal.Those who must massage in the past two days can arrange it during the day.

After Xia Wangchuan had dinner with the workers, he found that he had received a message marked "Qiu" on his mobile phone.

"I'll wait for you in the car, the north wind is blowing outside, add more clothes."

Xia Wangchuan's heart fluttered, he glanced around guiltily, ran to the room quickly, grabbed a thin coat in his hand, thought for a while, and grabbed a few big green apricots washed yesterday. in the pocket.

The car came to a red light.

"President Qiu, do you like this?"

Xia Wangchuan held a few big and green apricots in his slender palm.

Qiu Jiyan's eyes lit up.

"Where did it come from?"

"I picked it in the backyard and washed it, but I feel that it will be very sour, so I don't dare to eat it."

"This thing tastes sour."

Qiu Jiyan's Adam's apple slid up and down, and the green apricot rested in Xia Wangchuan's palm. For a moment, he didn't know whether he was looking at the green apricot or the white fingers.

"Do you like to eat?"

Xia Wangchuan knew that he was asking the question knowingly.He Xiangning had told him a long time ago that every time Qiu Jiyan ate this kind of green apricot when he was a child, he would eat it until his teeth fell down before he stopped.

"Well, but when I got busy in the past few years, I always missed it by accident. Every time I remembered to eat it, the apricots turned yellow."

"Then eat one now?"

Qiu Jiyan nodded, and just as he was about to reach out, the red light turned into a green light.

He hesitated, and stepped on the gas pedal.

The car drove forward steadily, Xia Wangchuan saw Qiu Jiyan subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

His heart skipped a beat, and he gently stretched his hand to Qiu Jiyan's mouth, "Boss Qiu, open your mouth."

Qiu Jiyan's gaze was still fixed on the road ahead, and there was a seductive smell coming from his nostrils.I don't know if it's the plump green apricot, or the hand holding the apricot.

Qiu Jiyan opened his mouth lightly, and the blue apricot was lightly stuffed into his mouth by two fingers. He subconsciously used his teeth to bite the hard apricot flesh. Unexpectedly, there was a soft apricot at the entrance. finger.

Looking at Xia Wangchuan who entered the entrance of Yu Ling's house, Qiu Jiyan looked at the handful of green apricots in his hand with some confusion.

It was given to Xia Wangchuan out of his pocket before he got off the car.

"Boss Qiu, I'll give you all these, eat slowly, don't worry, be careful if you bite your finger again."

It's over, he will probably make jokes about it often in the future.

Qiu Jiyan was a little depressed, but also a little inexplicably excited thinking about Xia Wangchuan's half-smile face when he got off the car.

He pinched a big green apricot and stuffed it into his mouth, biting hard to break the hard skin of the apricot, a sour feeling to the bone instantly overwhelmed his taste buds.

"Really cool!"

He muttered softly.

The apricot flesh gradually reveals a sweet taste in the mouth after being sour.

Perhaps even Qiu Jiyan himself didn't know that what he fell in love with since he was a child was this kind of sweetness that can only be tasted in the sourness.

Knowing youth and astringency, and knowing sweetness better.