Gu Junchai was twisted by her "oops", "Ye Xiaobei, you masseur is not professional at all, how can you use lynching for a patient to press?" ”

Ye Xingbei: "...... Not serious! ”

She pressed Gu Junchai for more than half an hour, Gu Junchai turned around and held her hand, turned over, took her into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her: "Don't press it, it doesn't hurt." ”

If last time he wasn't sure if Ye Xingbei's massage was effective for his old injury, now he was 100% sure.

Today, his muscles were stiff and aching faintly, but it was within the range he could bear, so he had been deliberately ignoring it.

Now that he was pressed by Ye Xingbei for a while, he felt that his muscles had relaxed, and the pain had basically disappeared, and he was indescribably comfortable.

It can be seen that it was not a coincidence last time, Ye Xingbei's massage was indeed effective for his old injury.

Ye Xingbei looked at him suspiciously: "It really doesn't hurt?" ”

She reached behind his back, touched it gently, and pressed it again.

The skin has a warm temperature, and the muscles have regained their normal elasticity.

It really doesn't hurt anymore.

"Uh......" Gu Junchai grabbed her hand on his back and touched it, and his face was indescribable: "Don't touch ......"

Ye Xingbei felt something poking at the base of his thigh, his cheeks turned red, and he smacked him: "You men...... What a shame! ”

Send that anytime, anywhere!

She just checked it for him, and he even ...... Ye Xingbei gave him another slap.

Gu Junchai was helpless.

He didn't have any thoughts on that, but his body was too familiar with her.

It was an instinctive reaction of his body, and he couldn't control it himself.

He moved his body, avoided her, took her into his arms and kissed her, "Sleep." ”

Ye Xingbei was stunned for a moment, and suddenly came back to his senses.

He didn't mean that.

Because...... Joey had just passed away.

During this time, he has been in order, and this is the first time he has lost control.

It is estimated that it is also a physical unconsciously loss of control, not a psychological loss of control.

Ye Xingbei's heart suddenly ached.

She looked up at him and changed the subject, "You say, did the medicine you just take work, or did my massage work?" ”

Gu Jun rubbed the back of her head one by one: "Both, right?" Either way, it's good that the result is good. ”

"If my massage can relieve your pain, then you can stop taking medicine," Ye Xingbei regretted it after he finished speaking, "No, no, I've seen it, your medicine has pain relief, as well as nourishing nerves, you can skip taking painkillers, but you must insist on taking the medicine that nourishes the nerves, massage is just an adjuvant treatment, treating the symptoms but not the root cause, if you have nerve problems, you still have to insist on taking medicine." ”

Gu Jun smiled and kissed her again, "Okay, don't think about it, you see, I'm holding you now, smiling happily, isn't it good?" It's really not early, go to bed. ”

"Well, it's good, sleep, good night!" Ye Xingbei kissed him back, put it in his arms again, and closed his eyes.

Yes.

No matter what, whether it was Gu Junzhu, Qiao Zui, or Fang Yao, at least they were still alive.

As long as you are alive, there is still hope for everything.

That's already good, good.

*

The next day, after the two got up, they took the little sapling and Ling Yue downstairs to eat.

Feng Yi had already gotten up and stood at the door of the living room, his slender body straight like a tree.