I swept the entertainment circle with the medicine pot

Yao Wangyou's hands paused, he didn't expect Xuan Mingcheng to say such a thing, he said uncertainly, "You let me go up?"

Xuan Mingcheng nodded, and muttered, "I'm tired of seeing you like this."

Yao Wangyou sat next to Xuan Mingcheng, stretched out his hand and began to rub his back, after finding the meridians and acupuncture points, he would press down lightly and firmly to feel if the "Qi" there was not condensed smoothly.

Xuan Mingcheng saw that Yao Wangyou was just sitting on the edge of the bed, with his legs still hanging outside the bed, and wondered if it was necessary to be so careful?While thinking about it, he patted Yao Wangyou's leg in a strange way, and said, "Aren't you tired, and I don't despise you!"

Yao Wangyou gave a soft "oh", adjusted his position, and sat cross-legged on the bed.

Xuan Mingcheng closed his eyes and rested his mind, feeling the hand on his back.Yao Wangyou's fingers were a bit cold, and when they touched his back, he always felt a little goosebumps, and Yao Wangyou didn't use much force at all, the pads of his fingers bit by bit, rubbing and rubbing made his heart itch Sisi was about to ask him to push harder, but Yao Wangyou's fingers suddenly increased her strength and pressed somewhere.

He only felt a sharp soreness in that place, and he immediately lost consciousness in his entire back, and couldn't help raising his head and let out an "ah".

Yao Wangyou looked at Xuan Mingcheng who was reacting violently, the corners of his mouth secretly raised, and his thumb knuckles pressed against it, he drilled with a little more force.

"Ah! It hurts...you stinky medicine jar is going to kill me!" Xuan Mingcheng was in pain, but he didn't notice that he called out the nickname he had given to Wangyou in his heart.

Yao Wangyou laughed angrily at him, stinky medicine jar?I thought this guy didn't know what to do, so I'll punish him a few more times.

And outside the courtyard, listening to the three people inside who were chattering endlessly, they had different expressions on their faces.

Yue Lao was a little embarrassed, but he was still happy in his heart. Did he win the bet?

On the other hand, Shui De Xingjun had a sullen face, and secretly decided in his heart that the two of them had no names, it was not considered true love, and he did not lose!

Zhuan and a pair of phoenix eyes curled up, covered their mouths and let out a muffled and strange laugh.

On her face, Yuelao and Shui Dexingjun, who were watching with a smile from their aunt, had their scalps numb, fearing that if they got more excited, they would shout out to attract attention, so they hurriedly took them away.

For the next four or 10 minutes, Yao Wangyou in the room used the rolling, pushing, lifting, pulling, pinching and other hands repeatedly. Xuan Mingcheng grabbed the bed sheet and wailed continuously, as if being tortured.Several times he couldn't hold it anymore, and wanted to get up from the bed violently, but Yao Wangyou didn't know which acupuncture point hit him, and his whole body lost strength in an instant. In the end, the always energetic President Xuanda was left Humming in bed.

"Smelly medicine jar, you... hurt me to death." Xuan Mingcheng was covered in sweat, wanting to cry without tears, accusing Yao Wangyou of his "violence".

Yao Wangyou "cut" and rubbed his sore wrist: "The dog bit Lu Dongbin."

"You!" Xuan Mingcheng gasped for a while, finally recovered some strength, and immediately got up from the bed to ask for justice, but after feeling his shoulders, neck, hands and feet, he was stunned again, "Eh?"

"Are you comfortable?" Yao Wangyou pursed his lips and smiled, "You just slept too little during this time and were too tired. I said before that your body is still in good condition. I asked you to take good care of it. What happened, heh!"

That tone was like a doctor teaching a child who didn't obey the doctor's orders.

"Are you too busy? I also want to go to bed early." Xuan Mingcheng scratched the back of his head, and smiled a little embarrassedly, "But, medicine jar, your massage technique is quite authentic, my shoulders were sore two days ago and my neck was stiff , it's all right now."

Yao Wangyou looked at Xuan Mingcheng's childish smiling face, and said, "There are a few acupoints that you can press on your own, they are Fengchi, Jingming, Shanzhong and Qihai."

Yao Wangyou knew that a layman in Xuanmingcheng couldn't find those acupoints, so he pointed his fingers at him while talking. Anyone who has done eye exercises can find it,

As for the other two acupuncture points, he had to point them out so that Xuan Mingcheng could recognize them.

The Tanzhong point is in the middle of the sternum between the two chests. Xuan Mingcheng's chest muscles are not small at all. think.

Xuan Mingcheng was different, he stared straight at Yao Wangyou's hand poking in the middle of his chest, when he was about to say something, Yao Wangyou's hand moved again.

"Qihai acupoint is located one and a half inches below the navel. It is the sea of ​​male anger, which generates yang and qi..." Yao Wangyou said while raising his head, and found Xuan Mingcheng was staring at him, that look... Some scary!

Yao Wangyou blinked: "What are you doing?"

"...Pharmaceutical jar." Xuan Mingcheng opened his mouth slowly, looking down slowly, his voice was a little faint, "Where are you touching me?"

"Ah?" Yao Wangyou didn't know what to do, and when he looked down, two patches of blush suddenly appeared on his fair face.Because of the massage just now, Xuan Mingcheng was only wearing a pair of boxers at this time, and his abdominal muscles were still dripping with sweat, with deep and clear lines.

One of my fingers was gently touching the sea of ​​qi below his navel, and further down, it was...

After a while, a thin figure rushed back to his room as if escaping. The door of the guest room slammed heavily, and opened again after a while. Yao Wangyou ran from the room into the bathroom, squeezing a big pile of wash Liquid, the faucet has been running for an unknown amount of time.

In the master bedroom, Xuan Mingcheng wrapped himself tightly with a quilt, his eyes were exposed, and he was vigilantly turning around like a little mouse. After a long time, President Xuan Da sat down with a "swish" He got up and beat the pillow with his hand angrily.

"There are so many excuses, the dead medicine jar is obviously greedy for my body!"

But after scolding, Xuan Mingcheng retracted into the quilt again, thinking with his index finger in his mouth:

I feel inexplicably happy, what's going on...

……

The next day, Yao Wangyou woke up early, he looked up at the clock hanging on the wall, his heart was suppressed again, he lay obediently on the bed, huddled under the quilt, ready to wait for Xuan Let's talk about it when Ming Cheng leaves the house.

But he managed to stay up for almost an hour, and when he came out of the room, what he saw was Xuan Mingcheng sitting in the dining room, eating toast elegantly, his fingertips numb uncontrollably.

"You, you don't need to work." Yao Wangyou came out of the bathroom after washing up, and saw that Xuan Mingcheng hadn't left yet, thinking that he couldn't avoid him all the time, so he bit the bullet and sat on the edge of the dining table, But it is far away from Xuanming City.

Xuan Mingcheng took a look, confirmed that the safe distance between the two was enough, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.He didn't sleep well the whole night last night. He always felt that the fingers of the medicine jar had penetrated into his clothes and pressed against his place. Goosebumps fell all over his body, and he didn't fall asleep until dawn.

"Then what, do you want to go out for a walk?" Xuan Mingcheng thought for a while and asked.

Yao Wangyou took the Western-style food plate from Aunt Xiang, and clumsily cut it with a knife. Xuan Mingcheng watched his movements, couldn't help but stepped forward, and neatly cut the toast into small pieces. He pushed the plate and fork towards Yao Wangyou, touched his nose: "Hey, it's repaying your massage last night."

Yao Wangyou didn't say anything, thought for a while and said, "Forget it, I'm going to try a new medicine in these two days, so I won't go out, let alone you don't have time..."

Hearing his words, Xuan Mingcheng felt that there seemed to be some resentment in the words, and suddenly, the atmosphere at the dinner table was a little weird.

"Then whenever you want to go out for a walk, just make a phone call or send a WeChat message..." Xuan Mingcheng said halfway, seeing Yao Wangyou's empty hand, he suddenly felt a little guilty.

This medicine jar has lived in his home for so long, and he didn't notice that he didn't have a mobile phone all the time.

"Huh?" Yao Wangyou just forked a piece of toast into his mouth, while chewing, he looked at Xuan Mingcheng, why didn't he say anything in the middle?

Xuan Mingcheng took a sip of water from the glass and said, "I'll ask Tan Zi to buy you a mobile phone later, and he will stay here to teach you how to use it."

"Secretary Qin?" Yao Wangyou was a little surprised to hear Xuan Mingcheng asked Qin Zi to stay, "What about you?"

Although he still doesn't know what a secretary is, he also knows that it is probably the right-hand man of Xuan Mingcheng. If there is no Qin Zi to help, Xuan Mingcheng will be a lot tired.

"There is nothing important in the company today, so he can go later." Xuan Mingcheng stood up, took the suit from the side, and interrupted Yao Wangyou who was still about to talk, "Okay, if you don't go out today, just be obedient I'm studying with Tan Zi at home, I don't have much work, I will come back earlier in the evening, I can teach you when I have time."

Xuan Mingcheng was stunned after finishing speaking, why did he speak so smoothly...

"Oh, good." Yao Wangyou smiled.

Seeing his smile, Xuan Mingcheng twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, telling Yao Wangyou to continue eating breakfast, while he himself walked towards the entrance and sent Qin Zi a WeChat message with his mobile phone.

Afterwards, he remembered one more thing, took out the mobile phone that had just been put in his pocket, opened the search engine in the browser, and quickly entered a line of words.

【Pure gold jewelry customization】

Yao Wangyou secretly looked back at Xuan Mingcheng, and saw the man holding a suit jacket with one hand and draping it over his shoulders, while the other hand quickly pressed the screen. The white shirt on his body was neatly ironed, and his belt was also tied tightly. In fact, the two long legs were wrapped in dark gray suit pants, but some lines could still be seen.

It may be because of the slim fit of the clothes, he looks a bit thin, but Yao Wangyou saw him last night, this guy has a broad and strong back.

Yao Wangyou turned her gaze back, staring at the food on the plate, thinking about what is messed up...

Xuan Mingcheng, who was standing at the entrance, thought about it, and added two words at the end of the search item: [Advanced]

He pressed the search button and turned to look at the restaurant. Yao Wangyou was poking a piece of toast on the plate with a western food fork. Let yourself move lightly.

The usually calm and Buddhist person showed a rare clumsiness, but he was a little cute...

Xuan Mingcheng quickly shook his head, did he get poisoned from eating toast, and actually thought that medicine jar was cute?

He changed his shoes and put on his suit jacket again. When he opened the door, a few kittens jumped in familiarly and ran towards the restaurant.

Xuan Mingcheng had no time to think about it, and went out with a gust of wind.Tan Zi, who was waiting outside the door, looked at Yao Wangyou who was feeding the kitten in the restaurant, and then at the CEO who had already got into the car in a hurry, raised his head and stroked his chin in thought.

Has the aromatherapy in Mr. Xuan's house been changed? Why is the smell in the house so sweet recently?

The author has something to say: The two of them are just massaging!

Chinese medicine!National quintessence!

It is not content that cannot be reviewed! ! !

(poor author's rant)