"Take off... pants?" Song Yiming was completely stunned again, and his whole body stiffened. He could guarantee that this was definitely the first time in his life that he showed such an expression.
Su Yu's voice was extremely calm, and could even be called righteous: "Yes, Mr. Song has taken off his pants, so I can massage your legs for you."
It turned out to be for the massage. For a while, Song Yiming didn't know if he was relieved or sighed, but then he woke up and wanted to reach out and push Su Yu away, but he was hugged even tighter by the other party. The state of being in close contact with the other party through the fabric made Song Yiming's forehead quickly sweat a thin layer of sweat. He gritted his teeth and said, "Let me go first!"
"Mr. Song, don't move around," Su Yu smiled extremely happily where Song Yiming couldn't see it, the corners of his mouth curled up, but he deliberately said something wronged, "If Mr. Song really doesn't want to let me If I give you a massage, I won't force you, but I'm really just thinking about Mr. Song's body."
These words made Song Yiming, who was already stiff, even more at a loss as to what to do. If he had followed his past temperament, he should have pushed Su Yu away without any hesitation, but now he is completely undecided to do so.
"Put me down first." Song Yiming secretly took a deep breath, even his voice was stiff.
The lover's tone was too serious, Su Yu had to sigh and carefully put Song Yiming back on the wheelchair, and also helped him adjust the posture of his legs. Naturally, some physical contact was inevitable in the process. Song Yiming, who had never experienced such a thing, He was tossed so much that his head was smoking.
"Mr. Song, I know you may not like other people's touch, but if you want the best massage effect, you must take off your pants," Su Yu has put away the smirk on his face, at this time Half-squatting in front of Song Yiming, he looked at him seriously and attentively, "I just hope that Mr. Song's leg can be cured as soon as possible, that's all."
Su Yu's eyes were too sincere and full of expectations. Even if Song Yiming refused in his heart, he couldn't spit out cruel words at all. After being silent for a while, he just opened his eyes and said, "Let me think about it first. a bit."
"Okay, I'm looking forward to Mr. Song's answer." Su Yu's face was full of disappointment, but he still pretended to be strong and smiled.
Song Yiming hardly dared to look at his expression, and hurriedly dragged the wheelchair back to the room.
When Song Yiming's figure disappeared at the corner of the stairs, the smile on Su Yu's face instantly disappeared without a trace. With his insight, it was obvious that something was wrong with his lover just now.
It wasn't like a simple rejection, it was more of a dodge and struggle.
"Help me tune up Song Yiming's surveillance video, I want to see him." Su Yu said to the round fairway in a deep voice.
The silly and sweet ball didn't find anything unusual. He just thought that his host wanted to peep at the male protagonist's daily life and make some benefits for himself, so he built a high-tech virtual display in Su Yu's room by the door It was hung on the wall on one side, and the situation on Song Yiming's side was played in real time.
Song Yiming, who returned to the room, first sat on the balcony for a long time, his eyes were dark and unclear, and his whole body revealed a strong dark atmosphere. After nearly half an hour, he returned to the room from the balcony and turned. into the bathroom.
There was a large mirror hanging on the wall on the left side of the bathroom. As soon as Song Yiming entered, he turned his head to meet his own eyes. Even though he had calmed down for a while, the emotions in those eyes were still extremely complicated. Song Yiming stared at him. After staring at his eyes for a while, he suddenly reached out and covered his eyes.
If Jiang Shuo saw him like this, he would be frightened and flee here immediately, right
Song Yiming raised his head and thought, the corner of his mouth evoked a sarcastic and bitter arc, but because of this thought, when he put his hand down, all the emotions in his eyes had been suppressed, and only a deep one remained.
Su Yu, who has been watching his lover's movements, felt sore and painful after seeing this scene, like a needle pierced, he couldn't help but think about what kind of life his lover lived before he came to this world.
According to the theoretical basis given by the ball, although the lover is a very special existence, in each mission world, he belongs to the native person who was born and raised, and he will not be tasked until he appears in the corresponding mission world. Impact.
But in fact, there are many places that are inconsistent with the theory. For example, in the second mission world, the things in the villa that Qi Chen collected, and for example, in this world, the original plot has completely gone.
Just as Su Yu was thinking about this question, Song Yiming had already removed his hand from his eyes, and then reached out and slowly untied his belt.
Su Yu put away her thoughts in an instant, and her eyes immediately converged on her lover's hands. Thinking about things like life should be considered later, and now the most important thing is to enjoy the beautiful scenery in front of her.
Because of the inconvenience of his lower body, Song Yiming's movements were slow and he looked a little embarrassed, but Su Yu was still completely attracted, and his body was a little hot, but soon his interest was given to a basin of ice water. Doused.
Because as Song Yiming's legs were slowly exposed, pieces of ugly scars also appeared in Su Yu's eyes, causing the light in his eyes to gradually extinguish, turning into a dignified and deep fog.
Song Yiming's eyes were also falling on his legs. The legs did not become too thin and pale due to paralysis, but became extremely hideous and ugly because of these man-made scars.
For the first time, Song Yiming regretted what he had done in the past. Back then, he thought that no matter how he treated his body, it didn't matter. Now, when he sees these scars, he finds it annoying.
He also felt that such scars were extremely unsightly, and Su Yu was in the room on the first floor. He knew the identity of his lover in this world, so after being shocked, he immediately guessed who caused these scars.
Thinking that his lover came to this world, he didn't care about his body so much, and even caused pain to himself manually, Su Yu wanted to rush over and hit his ass directly!
But after thinking about it, Su Yu clenched his fist and held back. Even though he was extremely angry and distressed, his behavior at this time could be regarded as voyeurism.
Thinking of this, Su Yu glanced at the screen again. It will be a long time in Japan, and one day he will make his lover remember deeply that some things can never be done whether he is around or not.
Song Yiming, who had already taken off his trousers, struggled in front of the mirror for a while, and then took a shower with a complicated mood before finally making a decision. Since he has chosen him, no matter how unbearable he used to be, he should show that person truthfully. in front of.
Song Yiming, who made up his mind, quickly put on his clothes again, and dragged his wheelchair to Su Yu's door. Just when he raised his hand to knock on the other's door, the door was suddenly opened from inside.
"Ah, why is Mr. Song here?" Su Yu raised his eyebrows in surprise when he saw Song Yiming, "I just have something to talk to Mr. Song."
Song Yiming pursed his lips: "What's the matter?"
"I just went back to my room and did some research. Although if I don't take off my pants, the effect will be reduced, but the impact will not be too big. Since Mr. Song is like this..." Su Yu said with a smile. A low voice interrupted.
"Take off your pants." Song Yiming said solemnly, listening to his tone, what he said was like "kill him." Sure enough, a boss is a boss, even such a line can be said so decisively.
If it was to ask Su Yu to take off his pants in front of Song Yiming, it must be a very interesting thing, but now it would be a torment for Song Yiming to take off his pants in front of Su Yu.
Although Su Yu is accustomed to flirting with her lover, she will not do such a thing without considering the feelings of the other party: "It's really unnecessary, even if it is through the pants, my skills are still very good."
"No, I have already decided, let's take off my pants." Song Yiming stared at Su Yu with a serious look, as if he had made up his mind.
The lover has spoken to this level. What else can Su Yu say? He shrugged and smiled helplessly: "Okay, then take off your pants."
The round ball watching from the side has no idea what expression to put on. Don't you really think this conversation sounds weird? Discussing the issue of not taking off your pants in such a serious tone, well, this is really the protagonist.
After discussing this serious issue, the two started their first massage therapy that night.
Song Yiming took off his pants with a sullen face, leaving only a pair of black bottoms. During this process, his eyes kept secretly falling on Su Yu's face. He was afraid that he would show a look of disgust, and he didn't want him to sympathize with him. Time is very complicated.
However, contrary to Song Yiming's expectations, Su Yu always had a smiling expression on her face. Although she was surprised at a certain moment, she quickly returned to normal. There was neither contempt or sympathy nor sympathy. It's like seeing nothing.
Such an appropriate response did not make Song Yiming breathe a sigh of relief, on the contrary, he felt a little choked up. After all, he should be able to make such a reaction, should he really not care
Sure enough, people are so unsatisfied sometimes.
"Mr. Song, please lie down, I'm going to start massaging you." Su Yu sat on the edge of the large sofa and swept her eyes around her lover's thighs. Although her legs could not move for a long time, they looked It is still strong and powerful, with beautiful lines and full of power, which may be a reflection of the preference of the world's rules for the protagonist
Song Yiming lay down on the sofa tightly, pursed his lips and said, "It's time to start."
Su Yu put the massage and blood-activating props that the balls exchanged from the system mall on Song Yiming's legs, and then his hands began to come into close contact with Song Yiming's legs. He started massaging from the soles of his feet, all the way through the ankles, calves, and knees. Bend, and finally swim to the bottom of the thigh... Root.
Song Yiming didn't seem to have any response, but he was actually sweating all over. Although his legs couldn't move, he was always conscious, otherwise he wouldn't have chosen his legs when he abused himself before. .
Now his legs are held in the palm of his hand, and they are rubbed back and forth wantonly. The numb feeling spreads all over his body in an instant, but his legs have no ability to respond. warm up.
Fortunately, he is lying on his stomach now. Song Yiming couldn't help thinking while he was in a daze. Who knows, the next moment, Su Yu patted his thigh and said with a smile: "Mr. Song, please turn around, I I'm going to massage the front for you."