When Wang Yu parked the car, Zhou Yu didn't get out of the car for a long time.

"Come here and help me!"

Wang Yu opened the car door and said, "Come down by yourself, you are addicted to acting!"

Zhou Yu rolled his eyes at Wang Yu, hating that the call just now came at an untimely time.

Zhou Yu's house is more than 140 square meters.

Very clean.

There is a square patch of color on the TV wall.

There are also some color differences behind the sofa.

It can almost be reminded of the wedding photos that were hung before.

Wang Yu didn't wear slippers.

Zhou Yu handed him all the slippers, but he didn't wear them either. "My feet are mysophobic and I'm allergic to slippers worn by others..."

Zhou Yu glared at Wang Yu fiercely again.

Limping on his feet, he went to the kitchen to prepare fruit for Wang Yu, and asked by the way, "What kind of fruit do you eat?"

"What can I eat?"

"Come and see!"

Wang Yu went to the refrigerator and took a look. There were large waves of cold air blowing into his face. Zhou Yu was still standing in front of him, blocking the cold wind.

As soon as she stuck her butt out, she heard Wang Yu groan, and she asked with a smile, "Tell me, what do you want to eat?"

"Watermelon, it's meaty, juicy, sweet, and it can quench your thirst!"

Zhou Yu took out half of the watermelon and cut it, thinking that Wang Yu was praising her.

When I came out of the kitchen, my feet still looked uncomfortable.

Wang Yu gnawed the watermelon with a slurp, and while wiping his mouth, he asked, "Is it really twisted?"

This is what women are like, if you don't ask her, she will be pitiful in all kinds of ways.

As soon as you ask her, she immediately pretends to be strong.

Zhou Yu smiled calmly, "As long as it doesn't stop."

Wang Yu said, "That's not possible, we still expect you to play!"

"Sister Xiaoyu, do you have safflower oil at home?"

Zhou Yu pointed to Wang Yu, and Wang Yu took the safflower oil off the shelf.

Zhou Yu saw Wang Yu squatting down in front of her, "Do you still expect me to come on stage and win the game?"

"I don't expect you to win the game. It's mainly because you are on the court that the excitement is lively off the court. We all like to watch the little fisherman!"

As soon as Wang Yu squatted down, Zhou Yu kicked Wang Yu.

It's just that Wang Yu's hands were faster and he caught Zhou Yu's ankle in his hand at once.

Wang Yu raised his head and looked at Zhou Yu. She didn't know where she was, but she was trembling slightly. Maybe it was her throat, maybe her heart, maybe...

A man's palms are always strong and uneven, yet so hot that they make people's scalp numb.

Wang Yu has all the characteristics, which puts Zhou Yu into a state.

"Sister Yu, do your feet smell bad?"

Zhou Yu was still wearing cotton socks on his feet. With a red face and a smile, he slapped Wang Yu in the face, "Smell it!"

Wang Yu chuckled, took off her socks, held the soles of her feet, and moved them left and right...

"Do your socks smell bad? You can't smell them like this!"

"You need to put it on the hair dryer, and when the hottest wind blows, you will feel the smell..."

Goose, Goose, Goose, Goose……

Zhou Yu was obviously tearing at the cuticle on his lower lip, his breathing became rough and rapid, but he was amused by Wang Yu's words. He struggled with his feet angrily.

However, Wang Yu held his hand very tightly and said seriously, "No bones were hurt, and there was no swelling!"

Put Zhou Yu's feet on his legs, apply safflower oil on his hands, rub them vigorously a few times, and then cover the ankle joint.

Zhou Yu first felt the warmth. After the temperature began to disappear, Wang Yu slowly started to move.

Push it up and down.

With every push, Zhou Yu's heart lifted a little.

Push it again, and the position of the heart seems to be a little higher.

As Wang Yu's strength grew stronger, Zhou Yu's heart felt like it was about to jump out of his throat.

Zhou Yu's hands were placed on his legs at first, but because his fists were clenched so tightly, he felt that all his strength was being used up.

He didn't want Wang Yu to see his action.

He simply put his hand on the table and put his other arm on the back of the chair.

It gradually progressed to the point where I saw that she was leaning on the edge of the table with one hand, and the other hand was tightly squeezing the wood of the back of the chair.

She didn't know the reason, but she bit her lip unconsciously and wanted to cover her mouth.

When Wang Yu inadvertently looked up at her, she would swallow and then smile awkwardly.

"well……"

She didn't know what it was like, how comfortable it was? It felt wrong to say this.

It hurts? It feels wrong to say it.

Finally, Zhou Yu made a strange sound out of control of his throat.

Zhou Yu's face turned red at that moment, and it was definitely inappropriate to make such a sound under such circumstances.

It will cause misunderstanding.

She originally thought that speaking too loudly would cause Wang Yu to look at her.

Wang Yu lowered his head as if he was very sensible.

Zhou Yu was very embarrassed and started to take the initiative to find a topic, "Xiaoyu, you seem to be good at massage?"

Wang Yu said, "If I hadn't been admitted to college, I would have poked my eyes out."

Zhou Yu didn't understand, "Why should you poke your eyes out?"

Wang Yu said, "This is how you can get a massage for the blind..."

Goose, Goose, Goose, Goose……

Zhou Yu laughed for a while and said, "Wouldn't it be nice to wear sunglasses and pretend to be blind? This way you can secretly look at pretty girls. Only if they are pretty do you get involved."

Wang Yu nodded, "Yes, it would be best if they all look like Miss Yu!"

Zhou Yu didn't hear clearly what Wang Yu said, and her voice began to make a strange sound again.

Actively looking for topics is to distract attention.

But Wang Yu's movements did not stop.

The rhythm is particularly good and the intensity is getting stronger and stronger.

You can hear Zhou Yu's every breath with a little skipping sound...

People with supple skin look like they are glowing, but when blood circulation accelerates, their whole body will turn red.

The whole person will exude a unique smell.

Zhou Yu's body, which was clearly sitting upright just now, was now leaning a little limply on the back of the chair. His hands were pushed up on the table, and his fingertips were rubbing the hawthorn wood of the chair. The strength in his hands sometimes exerted force and sometimes relaxed.

It's like being able to make something out of Huan wood!

She really wanted to ask Wang Yu if she could call him?

After the massage, Zhou Yu's whole body was very moist.

Zhou Yu's feeling did not subside, and he said with a trembling voice, "Xiaoyu, thank you for sending me back and rubbing my feet."

"I've been guarding this empty room for so many years, and no one cares about me as seriously as you do."

"No, no, no!" Wang Yu quickly waved his hand, "This is not the point of using knives or guns."

"Besides, I'm not the only one who cares about you. Didn't Bai Wei carry you on his back and walk so far?"

Zhou Yu smiled with his lips. He felt that Wang Yu was deliberately looking for topics and evasive. However, Zhou Yu had no intention of evading today. He had an urge to shoot an arrow on the string.

Wang Yu suddenly saw that it was Zhou Yu and added, "Besides, doesn't Mr. Zhao care about you?"

"Mr. Zhao?" Zhou Yu was surprised.

Wang Yu said with a smile, "Didn't Mr. Zhao call you when you first got in the car?"
Chapter completed!