Hundreds of ways for the protagonist to seduce cannon fodder

The deciduous trees in June have lush branches and leaves, and the sun shines lazily through the gaps in the leaves. The cicadas on the trees are chirping for a while - the blazing sun and hot air make most living things wilted.

Chen Shi's clothes were already wet with sweat, but because of the inexplicable desire and hope in his heart, he did not leave, and still looked persistently at the garden through the white iron fence.

Everything in the garden was in perfect condition, and the plants and flowers inside were in full bloom. However, Chen Shi was not here to see the flowers.

He took a deep breath from the cigarette in his mouth, and the nicotine circulated in his lungs, barely relieving his suffocation. Chen Shi took out the cigarette butt in his mouth and pressed it on the trunk of the tree casually.

He is ready to go back.

At this moment, Chen Shi heard a subtle noise.

Like rain after a long drought, Chen Shi quickly retracted his stepped foot and quietly hid himself in the shadow of the vines. After falling into meditation for a while, Chen Shi bent down and quietly looked at the garden through the gaps in the vines climbing on the white fence.

The young man sat in the wheelchair with his back straight and his eyes closed. He was wearing a very high-quality black new Chinese style, and his hands were loosely placed on his knees. His hands were extremely white. Compared with the black clothes, the contrast was more obvious. Even from such a distance, Chen Shi could see There were some faint veins on the young man's hands.

His Adam's apple slid unconsciously, thinking about seeing the young man in the yard soon, and he finally looked at the person pushing the young man's wheelchair.

This time it was a girl with a sweet face and wearing a nurse's uniform. She was bending down to talk to the boy in the wheelchair. It seemed that she had just started the conversation, but she didn't know what the boy said. After a while, the nurse turned around and left. Kindly bring it to the door.

Seeing this, Chen Shi climbed over the wall without hesitation.

……

Lu Dishu sat there obediently. There was darkness in front of his eyes, so his other senses were extremely sensitive.

The wind gently blew over his cheeks, and there was still a faint fragrance of flowers floating in the air. Lu Dishu's fingers tapped his knees one after another. Finally, he heard a familiar sound.

Like a heavy object falling to the ground.

The hand that was unconsciously tapping his knee paused. Even though he couldn't see it, Lu Dishu still raised his eyes to look at the person who made the sound.

After waiting for a while, he heard the sound of shoes stepping on the marble floor. After a while, a warm breath surrounded him.

Lu Dishu's cheeks felt hot because of the heat from the visitor. He slightly pushed away the boy's body that was too close, and then said: "It's a bit hot."

As soon as he finished saying this, Lu Dishu felt the body approaching him move back a little. Then, he heard a somewhat hoarse voice: "Do you want me to fan you?"

Lu Dishu shook his head slightly - although their family still follows many old-fashioned family traditions, they still use electrical appliances, and they don't still squeeze the servants and insist on using their hands. Fan yourself——

Moreover, the wind from the fan is not as cool as the air conditioner.

After saying this, the male nurse on the side seemed to be quiet. For a while, Lu Dishu felt the layer of silk above his eyes being touched lightly by his hand, and then he heard a voice with careful and caring words. the sound of:

"When can I take it off?"

Lu Dishu touched it with his own hand, and he didn't hesitate to say: "You can't do it now. And it won't heal if you take off the eyes."

Normally when Lu Dishu said this, he could feel the regret and pity of others. However, Lu Dishu could feel that when he said this to the male nurse next to him, the male nurse felt even more distressed, and then... ...There seems to be a hint of regret and joy...

What kind of mood is this? Lu Dishu frowned. If he hadn't been very interested in her and very trouble-making after seeing him many times, Lu Dishu would have asked someone to fire him, but now...

He could only frown slightly, and then said: "But it won't have much impact. After playing for a few months, my elder brother will implant a chip into me, and then I can see."

"……Um."

The breath of the person next to him paused, and Lu Dishu heard him ask: "Do you want a shoulder press?"

The voice he spoke at this time was his original voice, with the magnetism unique to an adult male. The voice was a bit deep, but very pleasant. Listening to Lu Dishu's ears, he felt that the simple four words "boy" were in his heart. Swirl back and forth, and then make an echo of dang~dang~dang.

The hand holding the armrest of the wheelchair tightened, Lu Dishu raised his head slightly, and nodded.

So the boy next to him stood up. Lu Dishu felt the heat move away from him, but after a while, two hotter hands held his shoulders again.

Because it was summer, the fabric of Lu Dishu's clothes was very thin. Through the thin layer of clothing material, Lu Dishu could feel the strength of the boy's hold on his shoulders, and he could even feel the slightly stinging calluses on the boy's hands.

But because the male nurse didn't exert much force, the cocoon only made him feel a little itchy, and Lu Dishu twisted his shoulders uncomfortably.

Then he felt the hand holding his shoulder loosen, wrap it around him gently, clasp his fingers a little above his collarbone, rub it gently twice, and then asked him: "Young Master, what about this?"