I saved the disabled villain by pretending to be pitiful

Chi Han lay on his stomach in a daze, his smooth and slender legs touched Rong Xu's hand from time to time, as if urging him.

Rong Xu's hands shrank back subconsciously: "..."

The weather was getting hotter, and the constant temperature air conditioner was turned on early in the private room. The temperature was just right, not hot at all.

There is a screen between the massage couch and the dining table. On the screen is a hand-painted bamboo forest landscape, which looks quiet and elegant.

In such a quiet and cool environment, Rong Xu was sweating all over.

The anger is hard to dissipate.

There was no movement behind him for a long time, Chi Han moved his feet eagerly, trying to get Rong Xu's attention.

"Hurry up...I'm sleepy."

Chi Han closed his eyes halfway, urging a little sleepily.

His body is prone to drowsiness after drinking, and he has long forgotten who is next to him, and he just thinks about why he doesn't massage.

"I spent money...yet!"

When the kicking legs are raised and lowered, they will always touch somewhere, whether it is the front or the back, they are all stimulating Rong Xu's nerves.

He turned his eyes away, pulled the big towel aside, and covered the person tightly.

Drunk people are especially difficult to deal with. After a while, both of them were sweating.

Rong Xu looked at the person in front of him with a headache, his eyes were dark.

Let's make trouble again...

Just at this time, there was a light knock on the door, and the technician that Chi Han had arranged for Rong Xu arrived.

"Come in."

The technician walked in carefully, and after confirming the name, he opened the box and prepared to start work.

Rong Xu moved his fingers, rolled up his cuffs, and took the bottle of essential oil beside him.

"How to do this?"

technician:"?"

It was impossible to wait for Rong Xu to explain. The technician didn't persist for a few seconds under those cold eyes before he started to introduce the method of using essential oils.

Rong Xu squeezed his palm, and slowly stuck it on Chi Han's lower back as instructed by the technician, and the cool and greasy liquid immediately slid down the waistline.

Rong Xu quickly caught it, and put his hands on Chi Han's waist.

Chi Han didn't know if his obsession had been achieved. The moment Rong Xu put his hand on it, he stopped making trouble and lay quietly on the couch without moving.

There was a little too much essential oil, so he pulled down the towel covering his buttocks.

According to what the technician said, he began to massage the muscles bit by bit along the texture.

"That's right... just come over like this with your hand, then go down, go down a little bit! You must press this acupuncture point!"

The technician immediately ignited his enthusiasm for teaching. He stood aside and pointed out the techniques, eager to get started and give lectures directly.

Rong Xu's hand rested on the side of Chi Han's chest, near the armpit. He found the acupuncture point and pressed it with moderate force a few times before he was about to stop. Unexpectedly, the technician stopped him with a serious face:

"No, the position is wrong. If you press it like this, it won't work. You must go in again!"

"It's right here, do you see it!"

The technician gesticulated a few times on his chest, and rolled up his sleeves to find a place for Rong Xu himself.

Rong Xu: "..."

Rong Xu grabbed the technician's hand, his expression was as cold as ice: "You can go out now."

The technician was stunned for a few seconds before realizing that he was not taking care of his apprentice. He reluctantly packed up his things and left with a sullen expression on his face.

Chi Han had already fallen asleep under the influence of alcohol, and now he was sleeping soundly.

The exposed back carried the skinny and astringent feeling of a young man, with sharp bones, and was a little flushed because of being rubbed for a long time. The half-length towel was loosely hung on the buttocks, and a little undulating curve could be vaguely seen.

A scene waiting to be picked.

Rong Xu couldn't hold back, and twisted his fingers hard.

The position pointed out by the technician just now is next to the two points on the chest. It is said that it can dredge the meridians, strengthen blood circulation, and prevent nodules from proliferating.

It is indeed a bit of an advantage.

Rong Xu was thinking absent-mindedly.

He squeezed some essential oil, rubbed it on Chi Han's back twice as if to cover up, and finally slid slowly to the secret place.

Rong Xu didn't know why, but his fingertips trembled a little bit, a heat flow that he had never experienced before rushed all the way from his fingers to his heart, causing a burst of burning.

He breathed a little faster and lowered his eyes slightly.

If Chi Han was awake at this moment, he might raise his hand for himself, and then leave without turning his head, right?

Rong Xu spurned his despicableness, but he couldn't help but slowly poked his hand.

It's like Adam who tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time, knowing the abyss ahead, but still can't help but sink into it.

Finally, his fingertips touched a piece of softness, Rong Xu's breathing was stagnant, and his heart beat a few times rapidly.

He hurriedly pulled out his hand, but accidentally rubbed against a bump.

After realizing what it was, Rong Xu's eyes instantly became as dark as ink.

There seemed to be a dark fire burning inside.

"Shh!"

Rong Xu pulled up the towel and covered him tightly, and he got out of the screen while manipulating the wheelchair with a sullen face.

It's just that the back, no matter how you look at it, it seems to be running away.

***

The morning light came in through the gaps in the bamboo curtains and reflected on Chi Han's face.

Chi Han's eyelids moved, and he slowly opened his eyes.

He really didn't expect that last night's Zhuye wine had such a strong aftertaste, as if his brain was not his own.

After sitting up in a daze for a long time, all the memories came back.

Warm and cool palms, proper strength, smooth essential oil...

Chi Han: "..."

What did he do last night? ? ?

"woke up?"

Rong Xu, who was sitting by the window, put down his book, raised his hand to prop up the window and fixed it, and the cool morning wind blew in.

By the way, it also brings up an archived memory.

Chi Han looked down at his underpants with a blank expression, puzzled.

Who gave him the courage to take off his pants in front of Rong Xu last night? ?

Rong Xu followed his gaze, and seemed to understand something, and there was a smile in his eyes.

After a while, he took a sip of tea and said casually:

"Don't be afraid, it's well developed and very energetic."

Chi Han: "..."

Depend on.

Would it be too late for him to book the earliest flight out of Earth?