Back to the past to fall in love [system]

Xu Ziran hung up the phone expressionlessly.

Qiu Yurou asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Xu Ziran said, "It's nothing, just a harassing phone call."

After saying that, he said again: "You are tired, let's go to rest."

The hotel is a fairly good four-star hotel. There are not only showers but also bathtubs in the bathroom, but Xu Ziran always felt that the hotel's bathtub was not very clean, so it was useless. He just took a shower and lay down on the bed and sighed.

Qiu Yurou came out of the shower and asked, "What's wrong with you."

The relationship between the two is already very natural, Xu Ziran thinks, maybe it's because the high school students themselves are not careful, or maybe it's because they eat and live together too much these days, and they are even more familiar than in their previous life.

Of course, it may also be because, thinking about it now, Xu Ziran in his previous life really couldn't understand Qiu Yurou.

The relationship between adults is always habitual, and each has its own bottom line and retreat.

Xu Ziran also had his own retreat and secrets, he didn't think there was anything at the time, but now that he thinks about it, he feels a little regretful.

What is the regret, but it is difficult to distinguish clearly.

Xu Ziran lay on the bed and said in a muffled voice, "Dysmenorrhea."

This is also because the room leaked and it rained overnight. Xu Ziran didn't suffer from dysmenorrhea before, but this time it was probably because of the bumpy journey and a new environment. He started to have a dull pain when he got off the plane, and it became serious after taking a shower.

She couldn't help but think of the older generation's saying that menstruation can't take a bath, and began to doubt the authenticity of this matter that she has always defined as pseudoscience.

Qiu Yurou suddenly showed a worried look, and said, "What should I do, does it hurt?"

Xu Ziran shook his head and said, "It didn't hurt too much before, it should be fine after a while."

During dysmenorrhea, Xu Ziran was physically and mentally exhausted, Xu Ziran was too lazy to talk, and Qiu Yurou read English beside her, and as she read, her breath became weak and she couldn't continue reading.

"Areyouallright?" This is Qiu Yurou who has not been transformed.

Xu Ziran groaned and said nothing.

She is in pain now, then tired, and then nauseated.

All in all, nothing positive.

She felt that she had already seen the clouds in the high sky, and her consciousness seemed to deviate from her body. Now she only hoped to deviate further so that she would not feel this pain.

In this semi-psychedelic state, someone sat beside her and asked her softly, "Do you want some hot water?"

Xu Ziran looked at Qiu Yurou who was looking at her worriedly with one eye.

Xu Ziran didn't want Qiu Yurou to worry, but she had more heart than energy.

Qiu Yurou stretched out her hand to support Xu Ziran's shoulder again, and said, "Don't lie on your stomach, it's not good to lie on your stomach."

Xu Ziran was too lazy to turn over, so Qiu Yurou poured a cup of hot water from a cup and put it on the bedside table next to her, then reached out and pulled her up.

Xu Ziran had no choice but to get up, leaning against the head of the bed, and took a sip of water from the quilt that Qiu Yurou was holding.

After drinking some hot water, she felt better, Xu Ziran breathed a sigh of relief: "It should be fine after a night's sleep."

Qiu Yuju said: "If it still hurts tomorrow, tell the team leader not to go on a tour."

After saying that, he paused and added, "I'll stay with you in the hotel."

Xu Ziran shook his head.

She must go to H University tomorrow.

Seeing Xu Ziran's resolute but tired expression, Qiu Yurou felt that she had become an ant on a hot pot because of her impatience. She suddenly thought of something and said, "How about, why don't I press it for you? I seem to have seen this in a book. What to do when it happens.”

Xu Ziran didn't doubt Qiu Yurou's skills, but felt that there was no need for Qiu Yurou to do this.

She has always been in good health, maybe she will be fine in a few minutes, but just as she was about to refuse, she heard Qiu Yurou say again: "Isn't there a massage coupon, you just use that one."

Xu Ziran thought about it, smiled, and agreed.

The air conditioner in the room was lukewarm, Xu Ziran crawled out of the bed and lay down on the quilt, lying in a big character, because the pain that was finally relieved by drinking hot water just now began to intensify again, looking hopeless Romance.

Qiu Yurou raised her hands with a troubled expression on her face.

She said she saw it in a book, but she really only read it once. Although her memory is very good, her impression is very vague now.

I vaguely remember that there is an acupuncture point on my hand, there is an acupuncture point on my foot, and there is... an acupuncture point on my lower abdomen.

Qiu Yurou stared at Xu Ziran's belly exposed in her pajamas, and felt that her face was about to turn red again.

She quickly shook her head to keep her mind free from distracting thoughts, rubbed her hands to warm them up, and pressed them first...

After about 3 minutes, Xu Ziran began to feel drowsy.

In other words, smart people do everything very well.

Qiu Yurou is undoubtedly a smart person, so even though she was very uncertain about certain steps, when she actually did it, it still made Xu Ziran feel as if she was soaking in a warm spring water, and the pores all over her body were open.

She closed her eyes and felt that she was going to fall asleep soon.

At this time, Qiu Yurou's hands moved from Xu Ziran's shoulders to the periphery of his chest.

Xu Ziran woke up with a start.

She didn't know why she was a little embarrassed, and said softly, "Do you want to press your chest too?"

Qiu Yurou was more embarrassed than Xu Ziran, hesitatingly said: "No need?"

Xu Ziran looked at Qiu Yurou, who didn't know when he had already gone to bed and straddled her lap.

Seeing Xu Ziran look her up and down, Qiu Yurou hurriedly explained: "I don't have to use this kind of movement, I'm a bit tired."

Xu Ziran nodded to express his understanding, and at the same time felt that his surprised appearance was too boring.

It's not that she hasn't had a massage before, besides, Qiu Yurou is of course a trustworthy female classmate.

Xu Ziran forced himself to close his eyes, and ignored the restlessness in his heart.

However, for some reason, the movements of Qiu Yurou's fingers pressing on her body became more and more clear in her mind. Although she was still as comfortable as before, Xu Ziran felt that she couldn't fall asleep like before.

She kept her breathing steady and a little restless, and pretended to be asleep.

Qiu Yurou looked at Xu Ziran whose breathing gradually became steady after closing his glasses, and the movements of his hands slowed down.

Once the movements of the hands are gentle, the original meaning of massaging seems to be no longer strong. Qiu Yurou feels the soft flesh under the palm, and her mood gradually fluctuates.

She didn't know what the ups and downs meant, she only knew that she seemed happy and ashamed at the same time.

She looked down at the other party's clear and delicate face under the bedside lamp, and focused her eyes on the moist lips.

The last time was in the dark night, and only on impulse, Qiu Yurou didn't see clearly what the lips she kissed looked like, but now that she saw it, she aroused a certain desire again.

She couldn't help lowering her head slightly, looking at Xu Ziran's face.

However, when she realized the meaning contained in her thoughts, she suddenly changed her face, jumped up from the bed, and staggered off the bed.

Xu Ziran was awakened by Qiu Yurou's big movement, and opened his eyes to look at her.

Qiu Yurou panicked and said, "I, I think there's something wrong with what I did, so I'd better not press it."

Xu Ziran also breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, as a psychological adult, she had a feeling just now—in fact, this feeling made her hard to express.

If Qiu Yurou pressed down a little more, she always felt that she was going to react.

But for this reason to make Qiu Yurou stop, Xu Ziran felt embarrassed, because masturbation of minors was already scary enough, and even reacting to it made Xu Ziran feel like a pervert.

Fortunately, at the highest point of moral condemnation, Qiu Yurou stopped first.

Xu Ziran felt that he had better go to the bathroom and take another shower.

However, just when she was about to put it into practice, Qiu Yurou entered the bathroom first and locked the door.

Xu Ziran: "..."

You may have sweated from the massage just now.

Thinking of this, Xu Ziran reluctantly burrowed into the bed, deciding to use sleep to resist all those inexplicable thoughts.