Brilliant Michelin Reborn

"Hiss, ah..."

Jiang Shunan came out of the bathroom rubbing his waist, took a step with a limp, and slowly swayed onto the bed.

"Don't you have a backache? Why are your legs lame?"

"Squatting in a pit," Jiang Shunan sighed with his head bowed, "my waist makes it difficult for people to go to the toilet, so it's uncomfortable to squat. It's finally over, and my feet are still numb. , is really fatal."

"Look at you, you look like an old man," Wei Jingrong smiled, "My dad is so old, he won't be like you."

"Aren't I hurt?"

While rubbing his waist, Jiang Shunan said: "Besides, I will grow old one day, maybe I will really have a sore back and a sore back, and I will be lame."

"It's still early, let's wait a few decades." Wei Jingrong said, "By that time, I should be older than you and less mobile than you."

"When that day comes, we two old men can only move around with crutches. We need to move in the street, climb the stairs, sip food, and use the old man's machine with a terrifyingly loud voice."

The more Jiang Shunan said, the more bitter his face became: "Why do I feel so desolate?"

"It's a bit," Wei Jingrong said, "but who can escape, sooner or later."

"Well," Jiang Shunan thought for a while, then suddenly smiled, pulled back the quilt and went to bed, "It's okay, if I really get that old, I'll take care of you."

"Forget it," Wei Jingrong put his arms around his shoulders, letting him lean on himself, "You were too old at that time, so you don't have the strength to serve me."

Jiang Shunan patted his chest twice, and then scratched his stomach: "Boss, I'm a few years younger than you. I don't care about anything else, it's okay to serve you."

"After decades, are you still willing to serve such a bad old man like me?"

"Why don't you want to?" Jiang Shunan leaned on his shoulder and hugged him, "I'm afraid that some people will think I'm old and ugly, and they will get annoyed when they see me."

"Hehe, maybe."

"Depend on!"

Jiang Shunan got angry, and grabbed Wei Jingrong's waist casually: "It's so straightforward, why don't you just perfunctory me?"

"Haha, you're thinking about it." Wei Jingrong pressed his hand and put it on his waist, "I mean, by then you might think I'm old and ugly, and you'll get annoyed when you see me. but……"

Wei Jingrong looked at Jiang Shun'an as gentle as water, just like Jiang Shun'an looked at him: "I think I will rely on you, until you can't walk or sleep, until you don't like me."

"Haha, then I'll do it too, I'll do it even if you don't like it."

After finishing speaking, the two of them laughed at the same time. After laughing for a long time, Jiang Shunan's waist hurt again.

Wei Jingrong hugged him, kissed him lightly on the forehead, then threw off the quilt and grabbed Jiang Shunan's long johns.

"What do you want?"

Jiang Shunan was a little flustered, and subconsciously pressed his hand.

Wei Jingrong smiled: "What do you think I want to do?"

Jiang Shunan's face turned red immediately: "No, your parents are still downstairs. And I also hurt my waist, so I can't stand your troubles."

"What are you thinking?" Wei Jingrong smiled speechlessly, and pinched his nose, "Who said I'm going to fuck you?"

"You don't...that," Jiang Shunan blushed even more, blushing, "Then what do you want to do?"

"Rub your waist for you," Wei Jingrong took a pillow and put it in the middle of the bed, "Quick, take off your clothes and lie down."

Jiang Shunan lifted his jacket, pulled down his trouser waist, and lay on his stomach on the pillow, with a bruise clearly sticking to his waist.

Wei Jingrong touched it lightly, and Jiang Shunan immediately called out: "Hiss, be gentle."

"It's serious, it's all green, just wait for me."

Wei Jingrong got out of bed, opened the door and went out for 2 minutes. When he came back, he had a glass bottle in his hand, which contained a clear brown liquid.

"What is this?" Jiang Shun'an asked.

"Lie down," Wei Jingrong didn't touch the bottle, but sat on the edge of the bed and kept rubbing his hands, "This is medicinal wine, help you rub some."

Jiang Shunan didn't make another sound, and lay down to watch Wei Jingrong rub his hands for a while, then opened the bottle cap, poured some medicinal wine, rubbed it evenly on his hands, and finally put his hands on his waist and rubbed them.

The medicinal wine was cool, but the temperature in Wei Jingrong's hands was higher, so it wouldn't be too cold.

But before kneading for a while, Jiang Shunan suddenly felt that his waist began to heat up, and slowly began to heat up, and finally it was burning hot, which was too irritating.

"Okay, okay, I can't take it anymore, the skin will be burned off."

"Be patient," Wei Jingrong said without stopping, "It will be fine in a while. Otherwise, you will at least have to endure it for a few more days."

Without withdrawing, Jiang Shunan could only grit his teeth and endure.Several times he couldn't bear it and rolled all over the bed, Wei Jingrong would grab him back and hold him down, forcing him to bear it.

Apart from the heart-piercing and earth-shattering howls, this battle was no different from slaughtering a pig.

Fortunately, in the end, the medicine was over, and Jiang Shunan, who was exhausted, was able to escape everything.

"Jing Rong." Jiang Shun'an called him out of breath.

Wei Jingrong put the bottle cap on, got up and went to the bathroom to wash his hands: "Say."

"Are you trying to take revenge on me?"

Jiang Shunan struggled to pull out the pillow from under his waist and put it on his headband: "Just because I might think you are old and ugly."

"In your heart, my heart is not as big as the eye behind yours, is it?"

"For example?"

Wei Jingrong smiled, helped him pull up his clothes, and covered him with a quilt.

"I thought you were taking revenge on me. When I was held down and rubbed by you just now, you laughed out loud."

"I'm just laughing at how you can be so cute." Wei Jingrong patted his waist, "How is it, are you feeling better now?"

Jiang Shunan lay on his stomach, moved his waist slightly, and turned back and forth from side to side: "It seems... It's almost there, it's not that uncomfortable anymore."

Jiang Shunan moved again, turned over and lay down: "It doesn't seem to hurt anymore."

"Slow down," Wei Jingrong lay down, and said, "Don't move around, sleep tonight, and tomorrow should be almost the same."

"Well," Jiang Shunan smelled the smell on his body, and said, "The effect is not bad, but the smell is a bit strong."

"It's a little bit, but it's stronger than your smell of alcohol last night."

"Oh, I forgot if you didn't mention this." Jiang Shunan looked at him and said, "Didn't you say that a room was prepared for me? Why did you change it to sleep with you?"

"I took my bed sheet and quilt cover for washing, and there is no extra at home. Now this set belongs to your room."

Wei Jingrong stretched out his hand to put the pillow on his arm: "My mother also said that I should prepare a few more sets. If you let me sleep with you, I should squeeze you, and let me apologize to you."

"Your mother is so nice."

Jiang Shunan couldn't help thinking of what happened during the day: "Hey, you know what, your mother told me in the morning that it would be great if you were a woman, so that she can marry you to me."

Wei Jingrong first looked at Jiang Shunan in surprise for a while, and then burst out laughing.

"Why are you laughing, what I said is true."

"No," Wei Jingrong said, "You fell down the stairs just because of this?"

Jiang Shunan shook his head falsely: "No, I just slipped for a while."

Wei Jingrong didn't worry about why he fell, but asked, "Then if I'm really a woman, do you have any ideas?"

"If you are really a woman, I really have no idea."

Jiang Shunan said, putting his arms around Wei Jingrong's neck: "I have thoughts about you, and I have thoughts about you now."

Wei Jingrong smiled, put his arms around his shoulders, and patted him on the back.

"Okay, go to sleep, tomorrow's New Year's Eve, there are so many good things to be busy."

Wei Jingrong got up and got out of bed, and turned off the light.When she returned to the bed, Jiang Shunan immediately hugged her.

"Jing Rong, I always thought that rebirth after death was a gift from heaven to me, but now I know that it's not..."

Even in the dark night, Wei Jingrong could still catch Jiang Shunan's eyes.

Sincere eyes, looking at his eyes, some moist eyes.

"You are," Jiang Shunan said, "You are the greatest gift from God to me."

"kindness."

Wei Jingrong hugged him tightly: "You are also my greatest gift."

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