wind blowing

Deceiving too much!

Jing Yu was about to explode, when Fu Fenglan suddenly hissed.

Jing Yu asked nervously, "Does your foot hurt again?"

Fu Fenglan: "Maybe the anesthetic has passed. The doctor said that it is normal to have a tingling sensation within a week."

Fu Fenglan's foot injury was Jing Yu's top priority.

He crawled to Fu Fenglan's side, wanting to touch but dare not, and sat there for a while in a daze.

Wanted to do something to help him relieve the pain, but didn't know what to do.

Fu Fenglan: "It's okay, and it doesn't hurt too much. When the air is humid during the rainy season, I occasionally get stinging pains, and I'm used to it."

He said this to let Jing Yu not worry.

Unexpectedly, it made him feel even more guilty.

Jing Yu's heart seemed to be pierced with a thorn, which was so fine and dense that it hurt.

Always remind him that this is all his doing.

It was he who made Fu Fenglan hurt, and after several years, he was still scarred, and no amount of remedial work could completely heal him.

Thinking of this, he bit his lower lip.

As if making up his mind suddenly, he crawled to Fu Fenglan's feet.

leaned over.

Fu Fenglan paused: "What are you doing?"

Jing Yu: "...Wound Healing Curse."

Fu Fenglan smiled: "Give me the magic again?"

He thought that Jing Yu was going to blow him another blow, but Jing Yu just lowered her head and kissed the bandage.

Fu Fenglan was startled.

After all, the feet are a very sensitive part of the human body, and they are not often touched.

Because of Fu Fenglan's foot injury, the nerves distributed on his feet are more sensitive than ordinary people, and he is more sensitive to touch and temperature perception.

Suddenly being treated so intimately by Jing Yu...

Through the bandage, he could already clearly feel the temperature of his lips.

Searing, soft.

It was as if his feet were rare treasures that should be held in the palm of his hand and cared for carefully.

Fu Fenglan shrank his feet subconsciously: "Don't touch it."

Jing Yu turned her head to look at him: "Itchy?"

Fu Fenglan: "...Dirty."

It's actually not dirty.

Fu Fenglan loves to be clean, and his legs and feet have been injured, so he has paid great attention to maintenance over the years, often soaking them in traditional Chinese medicine.

His feet did not smell like the average middle-aged man's feet, but a faint bitter smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

Nails are always neatly trimmed without any dirt.

The taste is clear and light. It is a mixture of salvia miltiorrhiza, red peony root, and eupatorium. It has a cool and dry feeling like a pharmacy.

Jing Yu sniffed: "It's not dirty."

Fu Fenglan couldn't say why, but he just didn't want to see Jing Yu like this.

The person he likes is the treasure he holds on top of his heart.

He can kiss Jing Yu's hands, feet, lower abdomen, earlobe, any part of the body, and he will not feel that there is anything wrong.

In fact, when the two were dating, he had kissed even the most intimate parts of Jing Yu's body.

But he couldn't bear Jing Yu to treat him in the same way.

In his heart, Jing Yu is like his name.

Jade of Jingshan.

Extremely precious, extremely beautiful, priceless.

Doing things with a slightly lower profile makes him feel that he has tarnished him.

Seeing his expression, Jing Yu thought for a while and said, "Just think I'm working overtime?"

Unexpectedly, Fu Fenglan's expression became more serious.

Perhaps because of age, his and Jing Yu's brain circuits occasionally do not match up.

Commonly known as the generation gap.

For example, at this moment, thinking of the previous conversation, he felt that Jing Yu seemed to have deeply misunderstood some things.

He felt the need to speak more clearly.

So Fu Fenglan sat up straight, and told him very seriously: "I hire you to work, which is to prove that I recognize the value of your work. Everything you do, your care, seriousness and responsibility, and ability to play the role, are all worth what I pay you Salary. There is nothing personal about it, and I don't get confused in such matters."

Jing Yu was also made serious by him: "I know."

Fu Fenglan: "So don't think that I'm opening the back door for you. Since I reserved this position, it means that I have recruitment needs in this area. You are not a rice bug raised by me. You are earning the money you deserve. Don't self-abasement."

"You don't have to accommodate me outside of work. You are free to do whatever you want, and you don't have to feel that you are repaying or repaying a favor."

Jing Yu said "hmm" a few times.

Suddenly thought of something, and squinted at him a bit mischievously: "You really didn't open the back door?"

Fu Fenglan: "..."

Jing Yu: "Actually, if you said that it was because you were attracted to me, I would be quite happy."

Fu Fenglan: "...that's another matter."

Jing Yu smiled like a little fox.

Fu Fenglan moved his feet and said uncomfortably, "It's almost there."

Jing Yu was still lying at his feet, lightly "casting a spell" on the bandage.

While casting the spell, he talked back: "If I say it's not good, it's not good."

Fu Fenglan was helpless.

There was another reason why he prevented him from doing so.

A man's feet are directly linked to the impulse of the body.

Looking from top to bottom from the perspective of the elders, the young lover is lying at his feet, with red lips and white teeth.

Skin as fat as jade, well-behaved and obedient, with a posture of complete submission.

It seems that no matter what you do to him, you will not resist.

……

This psychological stimulation to people is not at 01:30.

Fu Fenglan had to mobilize the willpower of his whole body in order to restrain his impulse.

Jing Yu didn't realize it, and kissed again and again several times.

He smiled and looked up at him: "This is an advanced version of the fairy method, it will heal faster."

Fu Fenglan: "Not obedient."

Jing Yu: "It's not that I was disobedient on the first day, you haven't adapted yet."

After much difficulty, Jing Yu finally finished performing the immortal spell, and stood up contentedly.

Fu Fenglan let out a long breath, thinking that he could relax.

Unexpectedly, Jing Yu turned around and crawled towards the head of the bed with her hands and knees parallel.

Lean your upper body down, bend your arms, and lift your hips slightly.

Like a real cat, it crawls nimbly and silently.

When approaching the bedside, Jing Yu stopped.

He stretched his arms, bent his fingers, and made a movement of grabbing the pillow cover with his claws.

"...Meow."

A very soft meow.

Slender and tactful, with hundreds of turns.

At the same time as he screamed, his hips shook very quickly.

There was a vibrato at the end, faintly high.

It was as if there was a secret happiness hidden underneath.

A cat owner is very familiar with the unique reaction and posture of cats when they perform certain physiological activities.

Fu Fenglan was dumbfounded.

He just said it casually just now, never thought that Jing Yu would really do it.

After all, children are usually arrogant and shy.

Fu Fenglan's reaction was also very honest.

He looked at Jing Yu who buried her face in the pillow towel and dared not see anyone, and said in a hoarse voice, "Come here."

Jing Yu's face was still hidden in the pillow, and she said in a muffled voice, "This is the last magic trick for tonight, there will be no more."

Fu Fenglan: "I know."

Jing Yu bit her lower lip, and took another step towards him.

Suddenly, Fu Fenglan raised his hand and got caught in the same quilt.

Fu Fenglan turned over and pressed his upper body.

The eyes of the two are close at hand.

We can almost hear each other's heartbeat.

Jing Yu looked at him with wide eyes, and her voice trembled unconsciously: "...why, don't you sleep."

Fu Fenglan: "It's still early, it's not time to sleep."

Jing Yu: "...then why are you covering yourself with the quilt?"

Fu Fenglan smiled lightly: "Give birth to a kitten."