The president doesn't listen [Transmigration Book]

Since Fu Ruixiu was "comforted" last time, Ning Yi always felt that the distance between the two seemed to be a little closer than before.

Before, there seemed to be a river between the two, but now it is probably dry enough to be regarded as a stream.

Fu Ruixiu finally went to and from get off work on time, and Ning Yi ate at least two meals a day with the other party, and he was more and more willing to talk to Fu Ruixiu.

Originally, because the two parties had different career interests, there seemed to be few common topics other than children, so Ning Yi felt awkward from time to time.

Now that the awkwardness is gone, Ning Yi finds it very interesting to talk to the other party about the trivial things in life or what progress she has made today.

But recently, Ning Yi started to speak very little again.

The deadline for the contest registration is getting closer and closer, Ning Yi is either studying or drawing during the day and night.

He has mixed ideas, sometimes he can draw several sheets at a time, and sometimes he throws away several sheets at a time.

The result of the irritability was that the morning sickness reaction that was not serious at all came back again, and the sore waist and weak legs made him even more unable to concentrate, and the psychological pressure was naturally greater.

As soon as Fu Ruixiu got home, he saw Aunt Zhang pointing to the next door, and said with a worried expression: "Just now I called Xiao Ning for dinner, but he seems to be in a bad mood, so he hasn't come over."

Fu Ruixiu loosened his tie, took off his coat and asked Aunt Zhang to hang it up, while he took the key and went to the next door.

The door opened, and Fu Ruixiu's eyes fell on a white ball of paper at the door of the studio.

He walked over to pick it up, and spread out the wrinkled white paper carefully so that he could see the original appearance clearly.

This design draft has already been colored, the color matching is comfortable, and the lines are very beautiful.After all, Fu Ruixiu didn't know much about it, but he thought it was pretty, but obviously, since it appeared on the ground, it meant that Ning Yi was very dissatisfied with it.

"Ning Yi?" Fu Ruixiu made a gesture to knock on the door of the studio.

As soon as he put his hand on the door, it suddenly fell to the ground——

The door opened as soon as it was pushed.

In the square room, the originally vigorous young man was thin and half-curved in the soft chair with the backrest, his listless head resting on his overly white neck, and the tail of his slightly curled hair was hanging limply, as if he was weak and powerless. The vine's arms tapped lightly on the table with his fingers one after another, seemingly rhythmically.

Hearing the voice, the boy didn't look back.

The curtains were half drawn, and most of the light shone on the boy, leaving the remaining corners of the room completely dark.

The overly blazing light made the young man's outline almost disappear, as if he might become a flying fairy at any time.

Fu Ruixiu almost carefully controlled the noise of his footsteps, so as not to disturb this young man who was so lost that he seemed to be abandoned by the whole world.

When he walked to the side, Fu Ruixiu made a sound, his voice was low and slow, and seemed to blend in with the surrounding darkness, "Unhappy?"

The boy beat his hand for a while.

Fu Ruixiu saw several completed drawings on the table, and the designed three-dimensional image and front view image on the lit computer screen.

He just glanced at it and didn't look further.

"Looks like you finished drawing?"

"...No." The boy's voice was muffled, like a child quarreling.

"Where is it not good enough? It is already very beautiful." Fu Ruixiu half bent down, blocking part of the dazzling light for the young man.

Ning Yi raised her head and glanced at him, "It's obviously not good-looking, and it didn't meet the feeling I wanted at all."

He picked up the blueprints on the table and pulled out two, "Draw two blindly, and I haven't had time to throw them away yet, can you take a look?"

Seeing that he was willing to show him the work, Fu Ruixiu smiled.

He reached out to take it, and looked down.

Both are mainly blue and white, the first one is light blue and the second one is dark blue, both are necklaces.

Judging from his limited knowledge of the design industry, he can only see that the first one seems to represent the blue sky and flying, with a simple concept, a concise and clear structure, exquisite and luxurious details, and a few sharp geometric figures. It was sharp, as if it was struggling with bone spurs, and the bone spurs were golden, as if flying out of the ashes.For it, the blue sky was temporarily vaguely defined.

The second picture is the mottled deep sea and the wings falling into it. The lines of the wings are soft, while the deep sapphire is hard. The deep dark color is revealed from the root of the wings, but the sea water is much gentler because of this different color.

Fu Ruixiu can only see this. In fact, the designs of the two pictures are wide open and close, with great tension, and the lines are retractable and beautiful. Annihilating the brilliance, just right, captures the eyeballs, almost sucking people into this blue.

Ning Yi didn't expect any comments from Fu Ruixiu, she still lowered her head and shook her hands, revealing a large area of ​​delicate and fair skin from the neck down.

Fu Ruixiu admired it for a long time before saying: "These two are pretty good, don't throw them away."

Ning Yi: "Huh?"

Fu Ruixiu put down the drawings, "I heard that good designs have stories, do these two have stories?"

Ning Yi was silent for a while, "I just drew it blindly."

——it was himself.

He has the deepest feeling for himself, and when he closes his eyes and thinks about it, he naturally expresses this feeling.

Fu Ruixiu smiled slightly, "You can't tell the judges directly when the time comes."

Ning Yi finally showed a smile.

"Are you tired?" Fu Ruixiu squeezed his limp hands to help him move his joints.

Ning Yi let him pinch, "It's okay, but I still feel uncomfortable and don't want to eat."

Fu Ruixiu helped him up, "Don't hold back all the time, take a rest when you're tired."

Ning Yi responded dispensably.

Fu Ruixiu was worried about his state, "You can't go on like this, or just choose one of the two pictures just now? It's just a competition. The most important thing for you now is to take good care of your body."

Ning Yi pouted, "That's too casual."

Fu Ruixiu laughed, "Believe it or not, you can win prizes for those two pictures just now?"

Ning Yi muttered, "How can it work, I have to fix it..."

After finishing speaking, he was stunned for a moment, as if thinking of something, he looked at Fu Ruixiu in horror and said, "Are you trying to operate in secret?"

Fu Ruixiu: "..."

"You seem to underestimate yourself, Ning Yi."

After listening to his words, Ning Yi moved back her clear eyeballs in peace of mind and breathed a sigh of relief.

Recently, Fu Ruixiu likes to admire the various micro-expressions of the cuties, and he also enjoys seeing them at this time.

Ning Yi frowned, wrinkled her nose, and pursed her lips, all of which seemed interesting to him.

It was as limp as the stagnant water just now, which made him afraid.

Sitting at the table, Fu Ruixiu first fed Ning Yi some sweet and sour food, and then said: "You have either had a backache or leg pain these past two days, or you have been sitting at your desk for a long time. I have arranged a masseuse for you and will come over tomorrow .”

"Huh?" Ning Yi regained her spirit, her eyes lit up.

"I heard that proper massage for pregnant women is effective for morning sickness, low back and leg pain, and can also relieve abdominal pain and increase appetite." Fu Ruixiu seems to have done a lot of homework, "It is also good for the baby."

Ning Yi nodded approvingly, "I'm always tired and sleepy, does massage help?"

Fu Ruixiu: "There should also be refreshing massage methods."

But selfishly speaking, he doesn't completely dislike Ning Yi's drowsiness and drowsiness. Whenever this happens, if he is by his side, the other party will be happy to use him as a pillow.

Fu Ruixiu frowned secretly, not understanding why he had such an idea.

Ning Yi asked again: "Then is the masseuse male or female?"

Fu Ruixiu: "Female. Is this important?"

Ning Yi nodded, "Girls' hands should be softer."

Fu Ruixiu: "It seems that you are looking forward to it."

Ning Yi did not hide it, "A little bit."

Fu Ruixiu: "...Let's eat first."

Fu Ruixiu never broke his promise, and Ning Yi saw the masseuse the next morning.

At the same time, Fu Ruixiu was also there.

The masseuse looked about thirty years old. Although her facial features were not outstanding, she looked very comfortable and did not wear makeup. Her skin was so good that many of her peers envied her.

Ning Yi noticed her hands, the nails were worn flat, the veins on the back of the hand were slightly raised, and the fingers were soft.

Fu Ruixiu told him in advance about the resume of the masseuse he invited, and Ning Yi was very relieved of her.

The masseuse's surname is Yao, and her name is Yao Li. She has already given birth to a child, and has been doing massages for pregnant women from wealthy families. She has rich experience.

Yao Li's voice was very soft, like the wind blowing across the lake without even causing ripples, Ning Yi felt sleepy when she heard it.

Yao Li first introduced to them the key points of massage and what to pay attention to during massage for pregnant women, such as not stimulating the waist, thighs, and chest.

Yao Li is not too clear about the difference between male pregnancy massage and female massage.However, men are much better than women in terms of physical strength and physical fitness. In short, according to the standards of pregnancy massage for more delicate women, it is not wrong.

Listening to her words, Ning Yi lay flat on the bed, and let her rub massage essential oils on her head and neck while Yao Li introduced the effect of doing so and explained how much force she would need to use.

She reminded that essential oils should also be non-irritating, such as wheat germ oil.

Ning Yi vaguely felt that what she said was too detailed, she just wanted to enjoy it, as for telling herself so much?He also said how to draw a circle and how to double the effect?

Wouldn't it be good for her to know?

Ning Yi watched suspiciously all the way as she finished pressing her head and neck, rubbed her calves again, asked him where it was sore and soft, and asked if the strength was okay, and then told Fu Ruixiu on the side of her experience.

Ning Yi:? ? ?

Ning Yi's current body is still a boy in his early twenties, with thin skin and tender flesh. Even though Yao Li's movements are gentle, she doesn't feel pain or itching, but she still feels strange, numb and crispy. Small strands of strands jump up.

Fu Ruixiu kept paying attention to his reaction, "Uncomfortable?"

Ning Yi shook her head, "No."

Yao Li rubbed his calf for a while, then began to massage his hands and feet.

While pressing gently, he explained the acupuncture points to the two of them.

Yao Li massaged the inside of his wrist with her thumb, "This is the Neiguan point, it relieves morning sickness."

Fu Ruixiu wrote it down.

Yao Li asked Ning Yi to sit up again, and she half-kneeled beside the bed, and asked him to put his feet on her knees, and said to Ruixiu: "The place two inches above the seam between the big toe and the second toe is the Taichong acupoint, press it with the thumb , to relieve calf cramps and soreness."

Ning Yi curled her round toes, her expression was a little different than before.

When she pressed the soles of her feet, Ning Yi finally couldn't hold back and let out a small "ah".

Fu Ruixiu looked over.

Ning Yi was innocent, "itch."

Yao Li withdrew her hand, sighing in her heart that the young man was of good flesh and blood, no worse than some sixteen-year-old girls from rich families who she had served.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but glanced at Fu Ruixiu, she couldn't tell who was more blessed for a while.

Yao Li asked him to turn over and touch both sides of her waist, Ning Yi trembled.

Fu Ruixiu looked unhappy.

Yao Li was keenly aware of this, stopped her hands and stood up, pointing to the position she touched just now, "This is the Shenshu point, which can be used for sitting, from the top to the bottom on both sides of the spine to this point gently Exercising on the ground is very good for backache."

Fu Ruixiu's expression softened a little.

Ning Yi was already drowsy after being massaged, and she was already tired and exhausted. Seeing the two of them leave now, she turned over, covered herself with a quilt, and soon fell into a sound sleep.

In a trance, there were slight footsteps beside him, and a figure fell down.

Ning Yi vaguely felt that someone was watching her.

When I woke up again, there was no one around me, and I looked at the time, it was almost time for lunch.

Ning Yi walked out of the room and ran to the next door. Aunt Zhang was already arranging the dishes. She smiled happily when she saw him, "Oh, did you sleep well? I'm going to call you later."

Ning Yi raised her flushed face when she just woke up, "I slept pretty well, I just woke up. Probably because I smelled the smell of the food my aunt made, so I woke up in time."

Auntie Zhang said a few more words to him, Ning Yi responded with a smile, and looked at Fu Ruixiu who had been watching him since just now.

Fu Ruixiu leaned on the sofa, sliding his slender fingers on the pad, and when he saw him looking over, he lowered his head to look again.

Ning Yi was quite willing to talk to him now, so she ran over and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Fu Ruixiu: "I'm doing my homework."

Ning Yi: "What homework?"

Fu Ruixiu: "Massage for you."

Ning Yi:? ? ?

"The one in the morning only came once?"

"Correct."

"You may have to massage every day in the future. It's more suitable before going to bed at night. You can't call someone over at that time."

Ning Yi still felt that something was wrong, "Then this is not too much trouble for you?"

Fu Ruixiu smiled: "No trouble."

The author has something to say: I went out today, so I only update it now, and there will be another update around 11 pm.