Husband's Fingertips

Looking at Qiu Yuebai who was only wearing underwear, Qiu Jiyan frowned.

Hearing Qiu Jiyan push the door in, Qiu Yuebai looked away from Xia Wangchuan's face and blinked.

"Why are you so sullen, my good nephew, you came to see me in such a short while, do you miss your uncle?"

Qiu Jiyan quickly glanced at the core area of ​​his underwear, probably seeing that everything was normal, the two thick eyebrows that were tightly furrowed were relaxed.

"Someone misses you. It's almost done. Grandma is waiting for you to play mahjong with her."

Qiu Jiyan put his hands in his trouser pockets, and his gaze unconsciously swept over Xia Wangchuan's face, but he didn't stop there.

I was also on this massage table last night. I was completely dumbfounded after the muffled groan, and dared not move even with my pants wet.In a moment of desperation, Xia Wangchuan could only go out first. The embarrassment was probably something that he had rarely encountered in many years.

Although Xia Wangchuan turned around and left the massage room without saying anything, everyone was a man after all, so he must have guessed his embarrassment because of his intelligence.

Alas, Qiu Jiyan, Qiu Jiyan, why can't you stop the car or hug the brakes?

Isn't it just a change of posture and a push on the back? It's not the first time. How could I be so impulsive that my whole body seemed to be ignited by fire, like a firecracker on the night of New Year's Eve. Only God can feel relieved.

Thinking of what happened last night, Qiu Jiyan felt an inexplicable fever behind his ears again.

Qiu Yuebai straightened up and sat up from the massage table. Before he could stabilize his figure, an unusually slender hand had already patted Xia Wangchuan's shoulder.

"Master Xia's craftsmanship is really good. Your hands are really skillful. How can I say it? It makes me feel like my bones are crispy. Hehe, it's so powerful!"

Xia Wangchuan flickered lightly, removed Qiu Yuebai's hand that had been patted on his shoulder, and smiled.

"Mr. Qiu won the prize, how can it be so good."

Qiu Yuebai put on the T-shirt and trousers in twos and twos, a very lethal smile floated on his handsome face.

"Good is good, the hands are good, the skin is also good, when pressed on the human body, it is soft but hard, numb and crispy, it feels like a special call, isn't it my nephew?"

At the end, Qiu Yuebai rolled his eyes at Qiu Jiyan.

The latter snorted and pushed open the door, "Let's go, the old lady is waiting impatiently."

When the mahjong battle between two men and two women was going on in the living room, Xia Wangchuan came to Qiu Jilin's room and continued to massage him.

Qiu Jilin pouted when he saw Xia Wangchuan.

"Master Xia, why are you still wearing this suit? Aren't the two suits that Mom and I gave you much prettier than this one? Why don't you wear them? Don't you like them?"

Xia Wangchuan smiled while arranging the massage items for him, "Why don't you like it, but I don't go out, and the clothes are so high-end, it's a bit too wasteful to wear them for work at home, isn't it?"

Qiu Jilin lay down and said, "Oh, what a waste, it's the most popular style of the season, if you don't wear it this year, it won't be fashionable if you wear it in the future, you have to promise me, you must wear it, okay?"

Xia Wangchuan smiled helplessly and nodded.

But he secretly said in his heart, "You let me wear it, but your big brother won't let me wear it. I'm sorry brother, I can only listen to him. Who made him my little enemy in life?"

How could Qiu Jilin know that he was thinking about his elder brother, and he said to Xia Wangchuan, "Master Xia, you just gave my uncle a massage, right? Isn't he handsome?"

Xia Wangchuan nodded.

That's right, no one can deny the fact that Qiu Yuebai is a handsome guy.

"Master Xia, you said that you are not angry. They are both boys from Lao Qiu's family. Why do he and my brother look like that, and I look like this? Didn't it mean that the whole family does not enter the same family? But we It's obviously a family, but I was born so fat and ugly, God is really unfair."

When he just said this, Xiang Hong just pushed the door open and came in. After he finished speaking, her expression couldn't help changing, and she slammed the fruit plate in her hand on the table.

"Qiu Jilin, you think your father and I didn't make you look good, don't you? What do you mean a family doesn't come into the house? Let me tell you, there are people who accuse Sang and scold your father, but you, a little bastard, can't bury you." Daddy!"

Originally, Qiu Jilin absolutely didn't mean to insinuate that his father was not from Madam Ding's blood, but Xiang Hong was already choked up before entering the house, and when he heard his son's words, he immediately hooked up an evil fire.

As a working housewife, apart from taking care of her son, Xiang Hong's daily life is nothing more than shopping and playing mahjong.

Especially mahjong, for a rich and boring middle-aged woman, it is almost an indispensable job every day.

In the evening, the Qiu family was going to start a round as usual. When Qiu Yuebai came back, Mrs. Ding was very excited. She always wanted her son to dangle in front of her eyes, so she asked Qiu Jiyan to join him in the battle.

Xiang Hong spent a lot of money shopping with a few sisters during the day, so she had an idea in her mind to get some money on the mahjong table at night.

Hearing that the old lady told Qiu Yuebai to play, she was immediately elated.

She knew that this little uncle was not as good at playing everything as Qiu Jiyan. Playing mahjong was just for entertainment, and he didn't care at all. It was not uncommon for him to lose tens of thousands just to play.

Anyway, he was talented and rich, and I heard that a painting can easily fetch six figures in France. It is rare that he is a person who doesn't care about winning or losing, so he can earn more.

Unexpectedly, when the little calculations in her heart were clattering, Mrs. Ding over there made a new statement.

What are you talking about when three women and one man play mahjong? This man will lose but never win. The last time my eldest grandson became the king of guns in the Qiu family under such circumstances. So Qiu Jiyan was asked to replace Xiang Hong.

While kicking her off, the old lady didn't forget to give her a sweet date, "The dress Xiang Hong bought today is really nice, noble and generous. I just saw the second child came back, and he doesn't go home every day. Don't hurry up and put on Shining's eyes."

Gritting her teeth, Xiang Hong withdrew from the arena.

So right now, Qiu Jilin's completely irrelevant words were heard by her, and her face was full of resentment.

Qiu Jilin is a clever person, although his mother reprimanded him for no reason, he quickly understood the meaning of Xiang Hong's words, knowing that his mother must be fighting with grandma again.

There were outsiders around, and he didn't want to say much, so he said to Xia Wangchuan, "Master Xia, let's have some fruit for a while, Mom, you can eat some too."

After Xiang Hong scolded his son, he regretted it.

She has a straight temper, but she is not confused. She knows that she has listened to her son out of anger.

Xia Wangchuan is ice-snow smart, although he doesn't know the inside story of the Qiu family's Gong Dou, but after coming here for a while, he can see the difference between Xiang Hong and the old lady.

So as an outsider, his task now is to pretend to be deaf.

When the three of them were thinking about each other, the door was knocked twice outside, and Qiu Yuefan, who rarely came to his son's room, came in.

Xia Wangchuan greeted Qiu Yuefan, then bowed his head to give Qiu Jilin a massage.

I don't know why, although the second master of the Qiu family has always acted like a good gentleman and is very polite to himself, but Xia Wangchuan subconsciously feels that he is a bit difficult to get close to.

During the few days he came to the Qiu family, he had roughly understood the personalities of the people in the Qiu family.

The women in the Qiu family have very distinct personalities.

Mrs. Ding is majestic and shrewd, Xiang Hong is straightforward and reckless, and Qiu Suyun is delicate and simple.

Among the few men in the Qiu family, Mr. Qiu was obsessed with fishing all day long, leaving early and returning late.However, from the few occasional meetings, Xia Wangchuan could probably see the wisdom and generosity of the former head of the Qiu family.

It's just that he has been overshadowed by Mrs. Ding's strength all his life, and he always feels insufficient in the Qiu family.

As for Qiu Jiyan's father, Qiu Yueming, he is an indifferent and elegant scholar. This old man now leaves early and returns late every day. I heard that there are a group of friends outside who like to dance and write. They get together every three days and have a club every five days. .

Next came Qiu Yuefan, the second elder of the Qiu family in front of him.

According to Xia Wangchuan's innermost feelings, Qiu Yuefan looked a little dark.

However, he also knew that this was just a kind of intuition of his own. After all, he had not been here for a long time, and he didn't really know people like the Qiu family, and some impressions were just superficial impressions.

"Why didn't you play mahjong? Isn't the youngest's money the best way to win?"

Qiu Yuefan glanced at Xiang Hong with a smile, and asked a seemingly unintentional question.

"Hmph, the old lady wants to play with the surnamed Qiu. I, a foreign surname, have nothing to do with it. No matter how rich his son is, she won't be willing to let me win."

Qiu Yuefan glanced at Xia Wangchuan, who was lowering his head to give Qiu Jilin a massage, as if he didn't listen to what Xiang Hong said.

"What are you talking about? The old lady's surname is Ding. Pass me a piece of that orange."

Qiu Yuefan tapped Xiang Hong half-truthfully, took the orange and ate it, and turned his gaze to Xia Wangchuan.

"Master Xia is from Xichuan, right?"

Xia Wangchuan nodded, "Yes."

"There are quite a few masseurs over there, and many of them are inherited from their families, and their massage skills are good. There used to be a master named Mu in the family. He was about the same size as you, with a heavier accent than you, and he was also taller than you. Very handsome."

When Qiu Yuefan said the last few words of this sentence, Xia Wangchuan couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and Xiang Hong almost laughed out loud.

This sounds like saying that Xia Wangchuan is also handsome, but looking at it from top to bottom, does this ugly masseuse have anything to do with being handsome?

Qiu Yuefan turned his head to his wife, "I really didn't expect Jiyan to choose a master from Xichuan, didn't he hate the most when he was young...

Qiu Yuefan only spoke half of what he said, and seeing his wife didn't respond, he shook his head helplessly.

"How did Master Xia get to know Jiyan? At the massage parlor?"

Qiu Yuefan seemed to be asking casually while wiping his hand after eating fruit with a wet towel.

"Yes, in the 'Palace', Mr. Qiu is our super-platinum VIP guest."

"Oh, I've been there a few times, and I heard from the head waiter there that Jiyan is very selective, and ordinary masseuses can't catch his eye, but he made a special trip to invite you home, it seems that he likes you very much. "

Xia Wangchuan didn't know how to answer this sentence for a while.

The words of the second master of the Qiu family seem to be casual and casual, but there are always a few sentences that make you flicker.Just like the phrase "I like you very much" just now, Xia Wangchuan really couldn't figure out what this liking meant.

"President Qiu really likes my method." Xia Wangchuan felt that he still had to continue with this sentence.

"It's for sure that I like massage techniques. It's a basic requirement. But we all know Yanyan. He still values ​​people's quality more. If he doesn't like someone, no matter how good the technique is, it's useless."

This time, Xia Wangchuan really couldn't take it.

The Qiu family's mahjong battle ended with two uncles and nephews who won the first-class heavy gunners.

When going upstairs to the room to rest, Qiu Yuebai put his arms around Qiu Jiyan's shoulders, with a happy expression on his face, as if he wasn't the one who lost the most in the game.

"I said, dear nephew, your uncle and I are not good at mahjong, and it's fine to lose a little money. Why, you, the sparrow saint of the Qiu family, have also fallen off the altar. Tsk tsk, this cannon is pointless at all." No worse than me. Come on, tell Uncle, what are you thinking when playing mahjong? Is there someone in your kidney!"

Qiu Jiyan shook off the arm that was holding him, and glared at Qiu Yuebai with a smirk on his face, "Be serious, uncle, don't teach me badly."

Qiu Yuebai laughed "hahaha", his two beautiful eyes narrowed into two rotten peach blossoms.

"Look, my nephew is pure," he forced his smile back, put his face close to Qiu Jiyan's ear, and lowered his voice, "tell my uncle, are you still a virgin? It's okay, uncle will definitely help you Confidential."

Qiu Jiyan looked at the smelly and shameless face, gritted his teeth, turned around and flashed into his room, and locked the door before Qiu Yuebai wanted to follow in and talk nonsense.

This Qiu Yuebai actually has the face to say that he lost money playing mahjong, so it's all his fault!

With Qiu Yuebai on the mahjong table, the atmosphere was obviously much more lively than the usual mahjong game.

Mrs. Ding glanced at her handsome old son for a while, and at her handsome grandson for a while, with unconcealable joy on her face.

Seeing that Qiu Yuebai was obviously much more energetic than when he was eating, she asked, "Master Xia's massage just now is quite effective, it seems that you are in good spirits, not like when you just came back, you were lazy." of."

Qiu Yuebai casually played a card, "That's right, now that you're resurrected with full blood, it won't be a problem to accompany the old lady for the entire sixteen rounds."

Qiu Suyun ate the cards he played, and said with a smile, "The youngest likes to enjoy it the most. I see, Master Xia will be busy this time. With him here, I won't be able to press once or twice someday."

Qiu Yuebai showed a mouthful of white teeth, "Sister understands me best, I am a person, I love food, beautiful scenery and beauties most in my life, I enjoy whatever is eye-catching."

Qiu Jiyan couldn't help frowning, looking at the three pale faces spread out in front of Qiu Yuebai, he "slapped" the fourth pale face out.

Qiu Yuebai glared at him, "Boy, stick at me, you have a very bad conscience!"

Qiu Suyun said again, "I'm telling you, the youngest, you have to be grateful to the old lady and Yan Yan for enjoying the massage, and took great pains to find a good masseur back, but you say you enjoy the beauty, puff, Master Xia's appearance, no matter what It's not beautiful!"

Qiu Yuebai threw out another card, "Sister, you are wrong. From my point of view, this Master Xia is definitely a standard handsome man!"

When Qiu Yuebai said this, it was Qiu Jiyan's turn to play a card. He seemed to be a little brain-deprived of oxygen, and he threw out a useful card.

The old lady on the opposite side clapped her hands, "I'm crazy! Big four!"

Depend on!