who is my old gong tonight

Hearing Wu Qiong's question, Jiang Kaiyu quickly waved his hands: "It's okay, it just hurts a little, I'll be fine lying down for a while."

Wu Qiong looked down at the floor beside his bed: "The floor is hard, come and lie on my bed."

Jiang Kaiyu waved his hands as if they were winded up: "No, no, I'll make one more quilt and it will be soft."

"Come up." Wu Qiong's tone was flat, but it made the listeners feel chills.

Jiang Kaiyu resisted the subconscious movement of rubbing his arms, looked at Wu Qiong's big bed that could accommodate seven or eight people, and thought that it would not hinder Wu Qiong if he occupied the bedside, so he nodded:

"Okay, if you think I'm affecting your rest, you can push me down again."

Wu Qiong didn't speak. When Jiang Kaiyu went to bed and lay beside the bed, Wu Qiong said, "Come here."

"I'll just lie here."

"Don't you have a backache, I'll rub it for you."

"No, I'll just lie down for a while..." Okay.

"I'll let you lie down!" Wu Qiong's tone was suddenly a little cold.

I don't care about you, you psychopathic brat!

Thinking of this, Jiang Kaiyu got up and moved towards Wu Qiong, and lay down with his back to Wu Qiong.

After lying down, the feeling of back pain improved immediately. Before Jiang Kaiyu breathed a sigh of relief, he heard Wu Qiong speak again:

"Lie down."

"what?"

"Lie down, am I speaking a foreign language?"

No, I can understand you if you speak a foreign language. The key is that you don’t speak a foreign language, you always speak an alien language!

"Don't lie on your stomach, I'm quite comfortable lying down like this."

"It's inconvenient for me to rub you while you're lying on your side."

"What are you rubbing? Rub your waist? No need, I don't feel much pain anymore..."

Before Jiang Kaiyu finished speaking, Wu Qiong's hand was placed on Jiang Kaiyu's waist through the clothes.

"Lie down." Wu Qiong ordered again.

Jiang Kaiyu always felt that the scene between the two of them was weird, but the straight man Jiang Kaiyu couldn't tell what was wrong, so he finally obeyed Wu Qiong's request and turned over and lay on the bed.

The corner of Wu Qiong's mouth twitched invisibly, and began to rub Jiang Kaiyu's waist.

The first kneading did not grasp the strength well, Jiang Kaiyu let out a scream in pain, and grasped the bed sheet reflexively.

Wu Qiong couldn't help being happy: "Well, it sounds like hair spring."

Jiang Kaiyu immediately shut his mouth tightly, and warned himself not to make any more noise.

Wu Qiong looked down at Jiang Kaiyu's expression of closed eyes and forbearance from above, a dark light flashed in his eyes, although he wanted to continue admiring the embarrassment of the old man's expression for a while, he still relaxed his hand.

"How is it? Does it hurt?"

Jiang Kaiyu

It was the first time I was served by someone like this, I was not used to it, and I was a little embarrassed, so I hummed: "I don't see, your massage technique is not bad."

"You rub my legs like this every day, and I can see it." Wu Qiong said.

Jiang Kaiyu was relieved, it seemed that his hard work, his parents, also saw it.

Although it was very comfortable to be served like this, Jiang Kaiyu didn't dare to indulge in enjoyment. Wu Qiong pressed him for less than 3 minutes, Jiang Kaiyu was about to get up from the bed, but Wu Qiong pressed him back again.

"Just press it a few times, and it doesn't hurt much for me."

"It doesn't hurt very much, or it still hurts. Anyway, I'm bored, so I'll just use you to pass the time."

Jiang Kaiyu was speechless, is there such a way to pass the time?

When Jiang Kaiyu was lying on pins and needles, his little broken mobile phone rang suddenly. Jiang Kaiyu jumped out of bed as if he had been pardoned, picked up the mobile phone and signaled to Wu Qiong, and then went out of the bedroom to answer the phone.

After Jiang Kaiyu left the bedroom, Wu Qiong sat alone on the bed, looking down at his hands, the long eyelashes cast a dark shadow on his eyes, making it difficult to see his eyes clearly.

The call was from Grandma Jiang. I thought it was just a simple regular greeting, but unexpectedly something happened.

"Xixi is sick and has had a fever for two days. I didn't want to tell you that you might get angry, but today Xixi's fever got worse. She went to the hospital for an examination. The doctor said it was pneumonia, and she is now in the hospital."

Hearing the anxiety in Grandma Jiang's tone, Jiang Kaiyu said immediately: "Don't worry, Grandma, which hospital are you in? I'll go there right away!"

Grandma Jiang told Jiang Kaiyu where Xixi was hospitalized, and Jiang Kaiyu immediately hung up the phone and turned into Wu Qiong's bedroom.

"I have to take a few days off with you, Xixi, that is, my niece, she was hospitalized with pneumonia, and I have to take care of her."

When Jiang Kaiyu came in, Wu Qiong was still staring at his hand in a daze. He didn't raise his head until Jiang Kaiyu finished speaking, his eyes were indifferent:

"then what do I do?"

In the huge villa, there were only Wu Qiong and Jiang Kaiyu. Jiang Kaiyu left, and Wu Qiong, who was inconvenient to move, had no one to take care of him.

Jiang Kaiyu hesitated: "How about...I'll call the housekeeping company and ask them to temporarily dispatch someone to take care of you."

"You're pretty good at making arrangements."

When Wu Qiong said this, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but in Jiang Kaiyu's eyes, he felt cold all over.

What can I do otherwise?Xixi is the only person in this world who is connected with the blood of the original owner, so he can't ignore it.

Jiang Kaiyu showed a look of embarrassment: "How about you go to the hospital with me? But you are not in good health now, and I am so tossing with me, I am afraid..."

"Okay, I'll go with you." Wu Qiong interrupted Jiang Kaiyu, "Can you drive?"

Jiang Kaiyu nodded: "I will." Then he remembered that he was the one who could drive, and An Kaiyu, the original owner, couldn't drive, so he shook his head quickly, "But I don't have a ticket."

Wu Qiong looked away from Jiang Kaiyu lightly, then picked up her mobile phone, made a call, and not long after the call ended, a middle-aged man in his 40s came to the villa.

Wu Qiong introduced Jiang Kaiyu to this middle-aged man who suddenly arrived with a kind face: "Uncle Shi, my father's driver before his death."

Jiang Kaiyu almost called Uncle Shi along with Wu Qiong, but thinking about his age, he quickly changed his words and called Big Brother Shi before he could leave his mouth.

Jiang Kaiyu pushed Wu Qiong and Shi Ao downstairs together in the wheelchair, and saw a black car parked at the door.

Wu Qiong stretched out her hands to Jiang Kaiyu very proactively and begged for a hug: "Hold me into the car."

Jiang Kaiyu looked at the car that was about fifty meters away from the three of them. He could have pushed the wheelchair closer to the car before hugging Wu Qiong, but seeing Wu Qiong's longing and pitiful eyes, he could only bend over He carried Wu Qiong out of the wheelchair at his waist.

As usual, Wu Qiong put his hands around Jiang Kaiyu's neck to prevent Jiang Kaiyu from being unable to hold him and fall off, but Jiang Kaiyu always felt that Wu Qiong's two arms wrapped around his neck were a little different from usual.

Looking at Jiang Kaiyu's slightly frowned eyebrows, Wu Qiong lowered his head and leaned into Jiang Kaiyu's ear and whispered: "Forget about your back hurting, or let Uncle Shi carry me into the car, what's wrong with your back, does it hurt again?" Is it? I'll rub it for you when I get in the car later."

Jiang Kaiyu inexplicably felt that his breath was disordered, and he even forgot to reject Wu Qiong, and even hummed to express his acceptance. After putting Wu Qiong on the back seat of the car, he realized what Wu Qiong said, but he had missed the opportunity to refuse. .

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