The hot water in the bath kept tumbling, and the temperature was like a sauna.
Zhou Jiayu sat in the pond and really felt like he was about to become a fish, the one that was steamed. He was a little immature, asked Jiba, and said, "Under what circumstances would people take a bath?"
Jiba thought about it for a long time and couldn't come up with it, so he squatted on the turtle shell and was unhappy.
Zhou Jiayu looked at it's unhappy appearance, and a little pity was rising in his heart, but when he saw it digging out his mouth with his paws, he muttered in doubt: "Let someone take a bath... It seems that only the concubines who served the emperor would do so. It's done, but don't be afraid, Lin Zhushui's vision won't be that bad."
Zhou Jiayu: "..." He looked down at his not too bad figure, and said faintly: "But Lin Zhushui can't see anything." He looks good-looking, rich, and blind, Lin Zhushui has reached the The best standard for being a husband.
Ritual Eight: "..."
Zhou Jiayu said: "In case he suddenly wants to try something new..."
Ritual Eight: "..."
Zhou Jiayu blushed: "then how should I refuse."
If Jiba is a person at this time, his expression must be that kind of suspicious with a bit of disgust, but he is a bird, so it is difficult to express accurate emotions, he can only say: "Don't think too much."
Zhou Jiayu was actually joking. Although Lin Zhushui's disgust was not as obvious as Shen Yiqiong and the others expressed, the indifference on his body also made Zhou Jiayu know that he was not welcome. . Zhou Jiayu is male, but he has never been in a relationship since he discovered his sexuality in high school. As a lonely single dog, he does not dare to really think about a flower like Lin Zhushui.
There should be a lot of medicines in the bath water, but I don't know the specific ingredients of the medicines, but after soaking for an hour, Zhou Jiayu's whole body felt reborn. Live and touch it a few times.
After washing, Zhou Jiayu put on his clothes and obediently went to the living room to find Lin Zhushui.
Lin Zhushui was sitting in the living room playing with a piece of jade, and when he heard Zhou Jiayu's footsteps, he got up and said, "Come here."
Although Zhou Jiayu was very curious, he didn't dare to ask any questions, and walked forward obediently behind Lin Zhushui. After bypassing several corridors, the two went to the second floor. Lin Zhushui finally stopped in front of a room, opened the door, and walked in with Zhou Jiayu.
Zhou Jiayu was stunned when he saw the bed in the room, and said to Jiba with a trembling voice: "Jiba, don't you, Mr. Lin, really want to..."
Jiba's whole bird was so stiff that it seemed to be integrated with the tortoise shell under him.
Zhou Jiayu said, "But I'm not ready yet!"
Lin Zhushui was completely unaware of Zhou Jiayu's violent inner turmoil, and his face remained expressionless: "Lie on the bed."
Zhou Jiayu had a look of horror on his face, he couldn't hold back, he said, "Lin, Mr. Lin, what is this going to do..."
Lin Zhushui closed his eyes and said in a light tone, "I'm afraid I won't take advantage of you by asking so many things."
Zhou Jiayu thought to himself, Mr. Lin, that I am not afraid that you will take advantage of me, but that I am afraid that I will take advantage of you...
With a little nervousness, fear and a little shyness, Zhou Jiayu took a deep breath and slowly lay on the bed. There was incense burning in the incense burner at the head of the bed.
Zhou Jiayu's body was stiff, and he felt Lin Zhushui getting closer and closer to him. I don't know if it was his illusion, but he actually felt a chill from Lin Zhushui's body, as if a huge ice cube was emitting cold air... Before Zhou Jiayu could think about it, he felt Lin Zhushui stretch out his hand. He slapped heavily on him.
Immediately, Zhou Jiayu's body couldn't move, but this was not the end, because Lin Zhushui's next action was to take off half of Zhou Jiayu's pants...
Zhou Jiayu said in horror to Jiba: "Jiba, your Mr. Lin won't really do anything to me, right?"
Jiha also screamed, "I don't believe—"
Zhou Jiayu was lying on the bed with a very complicated mood. He comforted himself, saying that Lin Zhushui was so good-looking, and it didn't seem like a bad thing to try with him. Then, he felt a slight pain in his waist...
Zhou Jiayu turned his head stiffly, and found that things were not as charming and ambiguous as he had imagined. He saw Lin Zhushui expressionless, holding a needle in his right hand and a tray by his hand. Zhou Jiayu knew what was on it. Seems to be all tools for tattoos.
Zhou Jiayu: "..." He was actually a little lost.
Jiba was more excited than Zhou Jiayu, and his three little cream-yellow claws jumped on the turtle, and said, "I knew that Lin Zhushui would never have any bad thoughts about you!"
Zhou Jiayu: "… "
Jiba said, "Look, I'll say his eyesight is not that bad."
Zhou Jiayu can only say: "Thank you." Thank you for reminding me so that I can have a clear understanding of my own position, so as not to have unwanted associations, gratitude, and heart-to-heart.
Just as Jiba and Zhou Jiayu were chatting, Lin Zhushui took the second shot.
It was probably because the previous medicated bath had an effect. Zhou Jiayu didn't feel how much pain he felt. Lin Zhushui chose the position on the back and tail vertebrae, and he didn't know what pattern to tattoo.
Zhou Jiayu lay on the bed and asked, "Lin, Mr. Lin, why are you tattooing me..."
Lin Zhushui tilted his face slightly and did not answer.
Zhou Jiayu's tail vertebrae were crisp and numb. As expected, Lin Zhushui's body temperature was lower than others, and even his fingertips were ice-cold. Even the feeling of acupuncture on the skin was not very obvious, but Zhou Jiayu felt the cold temperature of Lin Zhushui's fingertips more.
Zhou Jiayu lay on his stomach for a while, then fell asleep, his eyelids began to droop down, but he heard Lin Zhushui's cold and clear voice: "Don't sleep."
Zhou Jiayu woke up suddenly and found that he almost fell asleep.
Lin Zhushui said, "It might hurt a little bit, so bear with it."
As soon as Zhou Jiayu said yes, he felt that some liquid was poured on the skin of his tail vertebra, and the skin was hot and painful.
Lin Zhushui seemed to be doing the final coloring steps, and his movements were much slower than before.
The incense in the censer burnt to the end, and Lin Zhushui's tattoo began to finish.
There was a thin layer of cold sweat on Zhou Jiayu's forehead because of the pain, and he clenched his back molars without much pain. Lin Zhushui was a little surprised by his performance. Lin Zhushui thought that Zhou Jiayu would keep yelling, but he didn't expect him to endure it.
It's a pity that Zhou Jiayu couldn't see him with Lin Zhushui behind his back, otherwise he might find that the indifference on Lin Zhushui's face was a little less.
After finishing the tattoo, Lin Zhushui reached out and patted Zhou Jiayu a few times. Zhou Jiayu felt his whole body loose, and his originally immobile body softened.
"Lie down." Lin Zhushui said.
Although his tone was still cold, Zhou Jiayu silently transformed his words into concern for himself, he said, "It seems that Lin Zhushui is actually quite soft-hearted."
Jiba in his head was silent when he heard the words.
Zhou Jiayu was still thinking about why Jiba didn't take advantage of this opportunity to blow a wave of water, but he found out the reason two minutes later.
Because the area where he got the tattoo started to get cold, it was as if he had poured a bottle of balsamic essence on his butt and was blowing the air conditioner on.
The whole cooling process was extremely fast. Zhou Jiayu thought it was his illusion at first, but when his body started to cramp due to the cold, he was sure that he was indeed cold and was about to faint.
Zhou Jiayu was about to curl up into a ball, but Lin Zhushui stretched out his hand to hold him on his waist.
"Woo... It's so cold..." Zhou Jiayu shivered and whimpered.
Lin Zhushui lowered his eyes, his fingers slowly slid down Zhou Jiayu's spine until the part where his waist and buttocks met. At this time, it was cold there. Although he couldn't see anything, he could know the tattoo appearance with other senses.
Zhou Jiayu's skin is as healthy as milk. He probably hasn't done any heavy work, and the texture of his skin is very soft and delicate. In the depression of the tail vertebra, there is a cluster of half-open ink lotus flowers, and next to the lotus, there are a few lively small fish. Whether it is a lotus flower or a small fish, the appearance is very charming, as if the next moment will jump out of Zhou Jiayu's waist.
This ink tattoo matches Zhou Jiayu's fair skin very well. Although the location is somewhat ambiguous, it does not have any erotic taste. On the contrary, the breath is elegant, with a bit of Buddha nature.
Lin Zhushui's hand was still on Zhou Jiayu's waist.
Zhou Jiayu's breathing became heavier and heavier, and there was trembling in his tone: "It's so cold..." He soon lost his mind because of the cold, and even wanted to twist his body and grab Lin Zhushui's hand to keep him warm.
Lin Zhushui slightly increased the strength of his hands and suppressed Zhou Jiayu's resistance.
At this time, Zhou Jiayu, who was writhing on the bed, really looked like a fish that was about to suffocate when he got out of the water. He struggled to get back into the water, but was forced to stay on the shore by Lin Zhushui.
This severe cold lasted for about ten minutes, and finally gradually eased.
Lin Zhushui's hand on Zhou Jiayu's waist continuously transmitted heat to Zhou Jiayu's body, alleviating the coldness that made him tremble.
When the cold gradually subsided, Zhou Jiayu was already unconscious.
Seeing him like this, Lin Zhushui hesitated for a while, and put a blanket on him before getting up and leaving.
Although Zhou Jiayu was warm, his body was very tired. The sudden cold just now exhausted all his strength. He lay on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
The quality of this sleep was good. Zhou Jiayu didn't have any dreams. When he woke up the next day, he was refreshed. There seemed to be no sequelae except for a little pain in his buttocks.
Zhou Jiayu rubbed his eyes, got up from the bed and put on his pants carefully, he said, "Well, I slept here all night?"
Jiba said, "Yes."
Zhou Jiayu said, "Lin Zhushui didn't kick me out, he's really a good man..."
Jiba: "..." Is this how you're getting used to the oppressed life in just three days
Zhou Jiayu sat by the window for a while, then slowly went out and went downstairs. Jiba in his head looked at his blank expression, and for a while he actually gave him some elder-like affection...
Lin Zhushui was sitting in the living room on the first floor, closing his eyes and resting, with a cup of emerald green tea on the table on his right. Although he has no vision, he is very clear about the things around him. As soon as Zhou Jiayu walked to the entrance of the hall lightly, he heard him say, "When I go back to poverty, all the medicines within three days will be sent to your residence."
Zhou Jiayu nodded and said hello. In fact, he still wanted to ask Lin Zhushui why he tattooed a lotus swimming fish on his waist, but he really saw Lin Zhushui's expressionless face, but when it came to his mouth, he couldn't say it.
So Zhou Jiayu didn't say anything and went out obediently.
Hearing the door closing, Lin Zhushui reached out and took a sip from the teacup beside him, and thoughtfully said to himself, "Interesting."
Shen Yiqiong was waiting for Zhou Jiayu outside the door.
Compared with yesterday, his expression was very complicated. There was resentment in curiosity, doubt in resentment, and envy in doubt. Zhou Jiayu's scalp was numb, and he couldn't help but want to stay away from him.
Shen Yiqiong said, "You are here."
Zhou Jiayu said, "I'm here."
Shen Yiqiong said, "What happened to you yesterday?"
Zhou Jiayu didn't say a word, and followed Shen Yiqiong silently.
Shen Yiqiong noticed Zhou Jiayu's walking posture, and looked horrified: "Zhou Jiayu, what's wrong with your butt?"
Zhou Jiayu was actually hurting at the place where the waist and butt were joined, but when he walked, other muscles seemed to be hurting as he was being pulled. He touched his butt and said, "It hurts."
Shen Yiqiong: "..."
Zhou Jiayu saw that Shen Yiqiong was lying, and realized that he had misunderstood, and quickly explained: "You misunderstood, it's not what you think."
Shen Yiqing said quietly: "Do you know what I'm thinking?"
Zhou Jiayu: "… "
Shen Yiqiong said, "Although I don't like men, if it's a gentleman... I... I'm still willing."
Zhou Jiayujue: "..." Seriously, Shen Yiqiong, a sunny young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, with a skin similar to the color of chocolate, showed such a shy expression, which really made people feel a little worried.
How could Zhou Jiayu dare to let Shen Yiqiong have such a misunderstanding? If Lin Zhushui knew about it, he probably would have lost his life. Zhou Jiayu said: "Don't think about it, Mr. Lin didn't do anything to me, he just got a tattoo on my waist..."
Shen Yiqiong frowned and said, "Tattoo?"
Zhou Jiayu nodded like smashing garlic.
He thought that after saying this, Shen Yiqiong's expression would be a little more relaxed, but he didn't know that after hearing this, the big brother rushed to his side and was about to lift his clothes.
Zhou Jiayu grabbed the hem of his clothes tightly and scolded, "Damn, what are you doing in broad daylight?!"
Shen Yiqian said, "Let me see—"
Zhou Jiayu said: "Wait back, wait back-"
The two were pulling and pulling all the way, if it wasn't for Zhou Jiayu's strict defense, it is estimated that Shen Yiqiong would have succeeded.
Finally got home, Shen Yiqiong grabbed Zhou Jiayu and went to the living room, shouting Tuotuo, show me quickly.
Shen Erbai was nibbling on the watermelon, but when he saw the movements of the two, he said, "When did you reach this point?"
Zhou Jiayu: "… "
Shen Yiqiong said angrily, "Don't talk!"
Shen Erbai laughed and said, "Otherwise, why would you tell Zhou Jiayu to take off?" His smile hadn't disappeared from his face, but his face froze, because Shen Yiqiong said in a sullen voice, "Mr. Got him a tattoo."
Shen Erbai: "What??"
Shen Yiqiong said loudly, "Mr. tattooed Zhou Jiayu—"
Zhou Jiayu never understood why Shen Yiqiong knew why Lin Zhushui's tattoos were so responsive to him. Later, after following Lin Zhushui for a long time, he realized how precious Lin Zhushui's tattoos are.
Since he entered the field of feng shui, Lin Zhushui has tattooed people twice in total, and each time he has done a pattern of changing his life against the sky. Someone even asked for a nine-figure price, and wanted to ask Lin Zhushui for a pattern, but Lin Zhushui was unmoved, and even no one was bothered to see it.
Shen Yiqiong and Shen Erbai had followed Lin Zhushui for five or six years, and had heard rumors about this, but they had never seen it before.
Zhou Jiayu had only been in Lin's house for a few days, and Lin Zhushui had tattooed him, which was like thunder in the clear sky for Shen Yiqiong and Shen Erbai, and both of them were confused.
So Zhou Jiayu sat down on the sofa aggrievedly under the eyes of the two of them, lifted up the back of his shirt, and muttered, "Don't touch it with your hands, it still hurts..."
Shen Yiqiong and Shen Erbai couldn't wait to put their faces on it.
Fortunately, this tattoo is on the tail vertebra near the back waist. If the tattoo is not visible, Zhou Jiayu suspects that these two beasts have to strip him naked.
"Why is it the Lotus Swimming Fish Picture?" Shen Yiqiong frowned.
Shen Erbai said: "Lotus... Yes, why is it a lotus... or a green lotus..."
Zhou Jiayu was confused when he heard it: "There are different types of lotus flowers?"
Shen Yiqiong said: "Of course, the green lotus flower is called Ubala in Sanskrit, and it is called lotus eye in Buddhist scriptures, which means the eyes of Guanyin."
Zhou Jiayu thought to himself that it was fortunate that he didn't get tattooed on his butt, otherwise his butt would have more eyes. Of course, he didn't dare to say these words. As a poor student who didn't understand anything, he could only obediently let others study.
"It's so strange, I haven't seen any kind of fish before." If it wasn't for Zhou Jiayu's pain, Shen Erbai would probably have touched it long ago, he said.
Zhou Jiayu was lying on the sofa reluctantly for people to study, and said to Jiba that he finally tasted the taste of a big man.
Jiba said, "Are you happy then?"
Zhou Jiayu said, "I'm not happy, can you help me?"
Jiba said, "I can't."
Zhou Jiayu: "Then what are you asking?"
Jiba said, "I can be happy for the big guys."
Zhou Jiayu: "… "
Shen Yiqiang didn't think it was fun to watch, so he ran upstairs to get a pen and paper to copy. Zhou Jiayu asked him, "Why don't you use your phone to take a picture, my friend?"
Shen Yiqiong said, "Oh, I forgot! Wait for me to get my SLR!"
Zhou Jiayu: "… "
He went upstairs, Shen Erbai looked at Zhou Jiayu's waist and sighed, "It's so beautiful."
Zhou Jiayu said: "..." He was lying on the sofa and looked at the door, thinking that it's good that he didn't live here, otherwise the three of them suddenly came in and jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash it out. The most terrifying thing was that he The one at the bottom, with two men lying on his body, commented on his waist with a look of obsessive eyes.
Although he was quite satisfied with his waist... but he couldn't stand the tossing of these two!