Chapter 492: Massage Senior Sister
After passing through the trumpet vein, Qin Yu said to Ye Qingmei, "Your victory system is slightly disordered. ”
"So what to do?"
"It's nothing, I'll just give you a few massages. ”
"But you're so busy, otherwise I'll come to the infirmary. Ye Qingmei said.
"Okay, I think there should still be time to come to you, and it depends on the situation, if I'm too busy, you can come to the infirmary, otherwise, I'll go to you." ”
"Otherwise, forget it, this little problem will get better slowly, and it's not a big disease. Ye Qingmei hesitated again.
"Look at what you said, all GIs are caused by minor diseases, and if they are not treated in time, they will become serious diseases. ”
Ye Qingmei was helpless, so she had to agree, because she also knew that Qin Yu's concern for her was really out of kindness, and it was kindness with no strings attached, he helped himself so much, and suddenly relieved himself of his internal and external troubles, and did not put forward excessive conditions to himself because of this. And the men I know only stare at their appearance and body shape, like some maggots, which makes people feel disgusting.
But the reason why Ye Qingmei was so hesitant was that she found that she seemed to be falling into an abyss, this abyss, sometimes she yearned for it, and sometimes it made her feel frightened, even such a simple thing made her fall into an inner contradiction and it was difficult to choose.
Unexpectedly, Qin Yu said a little domineeringly: "You have to listen to me in this matter, you don't have to discuss." ”
Ye Qingmei didn't get angry, but felt the kind of masculinity in Qin Yu's body, the kind of categorical concern for himself, and he didn't hesitate. I had to nod, my heart was full of warmth.
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It makes sense for the school to arrange the graduation ceremony in the morning, because as soon as the graduation ceremony in the morning is over, there will be an international exchange conference on Chinese medicine in the afternoon at the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
Taking advantage of the lunch break, after Qin Yu and Ye Qingmei had eaten in the school cafeteria, they returned to Ye Qingmei's office, which was two pharmacies, but next door to the pharmacy, there was also a smaller room, where there were some simple living furnishings, a three-person sofa, a small coffee table, and a single bed.
For Ye Qingmei, this is her resting place, and it is also a private space for her, in addition to intense work, when she encounters some troublesome things, she can lie on this small bed alone, or sit on the sofa, take a sip of water, relieve her inner troubles, and relieve her pain.
It can be said that Qin Yu was the first person to be brought into this house by her initiative, not to mention a man, even any other woman, who had no chance to enter her private space.
She couldn't tell why she took the initiative to bring Qin Yu here today, because she also thought that if she wasn't here, it would be at her home not far from the academy, and the home was also her own space, where Qin Yu had already been, from this point of view, for the environment, these places of hers no longer seemed so private and mysterious to Qin Yu, because her mother died, and for her now, Qin Yu is her only relative.
Qin Yu was not polite, and as soon as he entered the room, he said to Ye Qingmei: "Senior sister, lie down on the bed." ”
Although it was for the purpose of healing the massage, Ye Qingmei still felt a little embarrassed. She is a reserved woman, conservative and reserved, and has never been in bed like this in front of a man. But now she seems to have been cornered and has no choice.
She was about to lie down like this, Qin Yu said, "Take off your coat." ”
Ye Qingmei had no choice but to be obedient and took off his coat, which was thin but still covered his figure. Now, because of the hot weather, there is only thin underwear left on her body, and these are the more and more concave and convex her figure, there are mountains and rivers, especially the pair of snow peaks on her chest, like a pair of pigeons perched on the edge of the nest, ready to flutter their plump wings and spread their wings.
Rao is Qin Yu has seen many beauties, some of them are even naked, but in the face of the fullness of Ye Qingmei in front of him, convex and backward, concave and convex, he still couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, because the Ye Qingmei in front of him was the goddess he once admired in his heart, and now, although he is married, and the goddess he admires is in front of his eyes, how can he not be excited?
It can be said that at this point, Qin Yu and Ye Qingmei's hearts seem to have some similarity, Ye Qingmei is also an inner entanglement, for the upcoming massage, he can't tell what kind of feeling his heart has, both afraid and longing.
When Qin Yu's hands were placed on Ye Qingmei's waist, Ye Qingmei only felt trembling all over, it was a feeling of being electrocuted. She felt that at this moment, her body was no longer her own, and she seemed a little stiff.
But when Qin Yu's hands moved around her waist, she seemed to feel that the body that had a thin layer of ice seemed to be slowly dissolved and activated by this movement.
With the regular movement of Qin Yu's hand, Ye Qingmei felt that there seemed to be a faint pain in her body, but more of it, it was a kind of pleasure that made the soul tremble, comfortable, before, she felt like a piece of paste, a piece of ice, but now, under Qin Yu's massage, she felt that her spiritual defense line, that is, the physical defense line, was completely collapsed by a large margin.
Qin Yu seemed to know this, and asked, "Senior sister, how is it?"
Ye Qingmei said softly: "Very comfortable." ”
"Well, what are you afraid of, afraid that I will eat you?"
"I'm afraid that if you don't eat it, if you eat it, I will lie in your belly, worry-free about food and clothing, rain and rain. Ye Qingmei also made a joke.
"Haha, okay, then I'll eat you. Then do you want me to fry you, cook you, or steam you in a hot pot?"
"Okay, don't be poor, say something serious, don't call me senior sister in the future, just call me light eyebrows, okay?"
Qin Yu smiled, "If I call it like that, I'm afraid it will cause a bigger misunderstanding, light eyebrows, light eyebrows, others still think we are childhood sweethearts." ”
"Alas, it would be nice if I was a childhood sweetheart, maybe, I wouldn't suffer this either. Okay, don't worry about it so much, go your own way, let others do it, what do you say?"
"That's right, we have to live for ourselves, and we can't let other people's words dictate our lives, are you right?"