Qu Qingmei herself is not short, her height of one meter six or five upwards, plus seven or eight centimeters of high heels, is about the same size as Yu Guangzhong, as soon as Yu Guangzhong came in, she began to come over and help him sit down.

In this way, between the touching of the bodies, along the buckle that was stretched open, a deep ravine could be glimpsed in the afterglow.

In such a private space, and in the bathroom, this kind of visual and olfactory stimulation is a bit big, and Qu Qingmei's body is quite embarrassing in the afterglow.

Then I heard Qu Qingmei say, "Director, you sit on the stool now!" ”

I don't know when, there was a small stool in the bathroom, which Qu Qingmei moved from the hall just now.

Under Qu Qingmei's signal, Yu Guangzhong could only squat on the small stool, and just as he wanted to move, he heard Qu Qingmei say: "Don't move, I'll come!" ”

As she spoke, she rolled up her sleeves with both hands, the sleeves of her shirt were rolled up, and the delicate and white skin of her arms was directly exposed, which was really white.

Not only that, but she also reached out to pick up the shower on the bathtub, began to test the water temperature, and then said: "Director, you put your head into the bathtub, well, yes, that's it, stick it a little more inside, so as to avoid the water on the sprinkler from splashing out for a while......"

As she spoke, she guided the movements of her head in the afterglow, and in order to avoid spilling water on her back, Qu Qingmei was very careful in her movements.

But to be honest, in the bathroom, it is really not suitable to wash your hair, especially in the case of back burns. But Qu Qingmei did a good job, one hand protected the head in the afterglow and the other hand held the shower, for a while, a stream of warm water sprayed on his hair, and then Qu Qingmei's slender fingers rubbed lightly on the roots of his hair.

The technique is not very professional, but it is very attentive, not to mention compared with the professional technicians of the hair salon, even compared with Ni Hui, the technique seems a little rusty.

But fortunately, her movements were very gentle, as if she was afraid of hurting the afterglow, her hand strength was not great, with the flow of water, her fingers slid between his hair, this feeling was wonderful, itchy, and a hundred claws scratched his heart.

Qu Qingmei also asked on the side: "Is the strength suitable, is the water hot!" ”

"It's all just right, Sister Qu, just rinse it up!" Although Yu Guangzhong's head was left to Qu Qingmei to fiddle with and his head was still bent, there was still no problem in speaking, but now he just wanted to end this scene as soon as possible.

"No matter how casual it is, it also needs to be rinsed, this process can't be rushed!"

Qu Qingmei's words were very casual, but her movements were not slow, and after she began to apply shampoo, she began to scratch the roots of her hair again.

It is not for nothing that so many people like to wash their hair and massage it by the way when they get a haircut in a hair salon.

The hair root of the scalp is originally a sensitive part, Qu Qingmei's fingers are very delicate, not rough, obviously there is no need to do any heavy work, and the hand protection is not bad, so that when washing the hair, the touch is even better.

I don't know if it's because I'm too tired, or because Qu Qingmei's technique is becoming more and more skillful, I feel a crisp itching sensation in the afterglow that starts to spread from the head, and then from the back, directly through the skin, revealing a trace of comfort all over the body.

It's like an ant crawling on its back.

Let him sleep even if he sits on a small bench with a lot of foam on his head.

To be honest, this feeling is really good, the only regret is that the small stool is a little hard, although the small stool is a high-grade leather inside is all sponge, the softness is very good, but no matter how advanced, it is essentially a small bench.

Where is it more comfortable than a chair, and my neck is bent downward, which is really tiring.

But now, even if there is a chair in the bathroom, he has no way to lean on, who made him hurt his back.

But even so, it is still a pleasant thing to have a mature female secretary to help you rinse your hair.

The warm water washed on her head, even if Qu Qingmei was already very careful, but there was still some water splashing down to her neck, and then leaving it towards her back, and when Qu Qingmei didn't have time to wipe it, the skin on her back became itchy.

Fortunately, Qu Qingmei wiped it with a dry towel from time to time, so that the water droplets would not splash on the wound on her back, but this itching did not end, it was more like the feeling when the wound was about to heal.

Yu Guangzhong closed his eyes and was a little drowsy, and after a while, he finally found that Qu Qingmei had used a dry towel to help him wipe his hair.

Well, when I finally finished washing, Yu Guangzhong breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help asking, "Sister Qu, is it okay?" ”

Qu Qingmei put away the towel, and then said with a smile: "My hair has been washed, but I haven't wiped it yet!" ”

"Isn't it!" Yu Guang was a little surprised: "Even if you forget about the back, it's all bandaged with gauze!" ”

Hearing that Yu Guangzhong was going to rub his back, Yu Guangzhong was scared into a cold sweat.

Qu Qingmei smiled and said: "It's all like this, director, you are still shy, you know, it's the first time I've helped someone wash their hair, and it's the first time to serve a man like this, it's also the first time, you can be content, I'm like this, you won't refuse, right?" ”

If you want to refuse, you should have refused a long time ago, and now that you are in the bathroom, what can you refuse.

To be honest, it must be false to say in the afterglow center that he is not moved, Qu Qingmei is like this, he is reserved, and he is really sorry for the kindness of others.

After hesitating for a while, he didn't say anything in the end, he looked at Qu Qingmei with some shame, and sat up straight, fortunately, he just wiped his back, not other parts, but he didn't have to worry about touching other embarrassing places.

But anyway, Qu Qingmei finally positioned him as a man, not a little boy, which proves that she knew that there was an ambiguous element in making this kind of intimate contact between the two, but she still did it without hesitation.

If it weren't for the other party's intention to tempt him, then the rest would be really worried about his wounds, Qu Qingmei is like this with a woman, and he is still cowardly, then it is really hypocritical.

Besides, now that the work is halfway done, the head is washed, and wiping the back is not a big deal.

Although his back was still wrapped with gauze, he was not a mummy, not all bandaged, except for the middle winding, the rest of his back was exposed, densely covered with beads of sweat, slimy, not to mention, there were some blood stains that came out and needed to be treated.

All Qu Qingmei proposed to wipe his back, and it was understandable, but he was sitting now, and it was okay when he rinsed his hair just now, he was with his head down, and Qu Qingmei was able to help him wash his hair while half-squatting, at this time, he was sitting, even if he straightened his waist and wanted to wipe his back, Qu Qingmei had to squat all over, the distance between the two was so close, he was sitting, Qu Qingmei was squatting, and the impact of the buckle that had already burst was even greater.

Qu Qingmei was too focused on wiping his body and didn't pay attention to her own light, but there was no way not to pay attention to the afterglow, so she could only look away and pretend not to see it.

But this kind of self-deception, sometimes, is simply not controlled by human willpower.

And when he sits, when Qu Qingmei wipes, it is extremely difficult, not to mention that Qu Qingmei is still wearing high heels, and she has to squat in high-heeled shoes, which is even more difficult, Yu Guangzhong hurriedly said: "Sister Qu, you stop for a while, I'm sitting and you are squatting, it's too inconvenient, you let go, I'll stand up first!" ”

As he spoke, Qu Qingmei just turned his body sideways, and after a moment, he stood up.

He didn't sit on the small stool, and Qu Qingmei also needed to stand up, but she was half-squatting, and she couldn't stand up for a while.

Qu Qingmei stood up, but because of the long squatting of her body, she began to feel numb, her hands and feet were a little disobedient, and she rushed towards him in an instant, but fortunately, her eyes were quick in the afterglow, and she quickly took a step back, and grabbed her, and Qu Qingmei crashed into her arms.

Yu Guangzhong was burned on his back, but there was nothing in front of him, he was hit by Qu Qingmei, but he just slid a few steps and didn't hit his wound.

But Qu Qingmei really collided with him, and the fullness of his chest collided instantly, and the soft touch began to impact his brain nerves.

Suddenly, Qu Qingmei's pretty face turned crimson, like a red rose blooming, and I don't know if it was because of the dim lighting in the bathroom, or because of the mist in the bathroom, her cheeks were red and fluttering, delicate and glamorous.

You can see a trace of crimson on her cheeks, as well as a thin layer of sweat on the tips of her cheeks and nose, it is conceivable that when she helped him wash his hair just now, this woman was not relaxed.

Qu Qingmei saw him stand up, her eyes touched his naked upper body, the flush on her face became even more intense, she broke free from the embrace in the afterglow, and asked in a little anxious direction towards the afterglow, "Didn't hit your wound?" ”

Yu Guangzhong shook his head, the first thing this woman cared about was whether she hurt him.

Qu Qingmei stroked the strands of hair that she had scattered, brushed them behind the roots of her ears, and calmed down, "Then don't move, I'll help you wipe your back first, a lot of water droplets and sweat stains have been mixed together, if you don't deal with it quickly, it will soak into your wound!" ”

Yu Guangzhong hummed, and let her fiddle, really stood in place, not moving.

Compared with washing your hair and wiping your back, Qu Qingmei is much simpler.

However, she did not wipe his back with a towel at the first time, but touched it with her fingers, the movements were extremely gentle, and her fingers began to stroke it from top to bottom, and murmured: "Does it hurt?" ”

Just touched by her fingers, there was still some tension in the afterglow, his body stiffened, began to tense, his heart was pounding, and he was about to jump to his throat.

When he heard his question, he shook his head and said, "It doesn't hurt!" ”

Because he knew what Qu Qingmei was asking, she was stroking his back just now, not doing anything else, but stroking the scars on his back.

Sure enough, when he turned around, he saw this woman, looking at him with pity.