Chapter 117 Deliberate Teasing

"Come and sit down." Seeing Luo Qinglin standing still, Jiang Yanyu patted his thigh and urged him.

"Can you be more serious?" Luo Qinglin did not move. "How can I exercise while sitting on your lap?"

"You're old and you still want to work out?" Jiang Yanyu sneered, "You should stretch first to stretch your muscles and bones."

"You are the old vixen with old arms and legs." Luo Qinglin muttered softly, bent his knees, and knelt on the yoga mat.

"What's going on?" Luo Qinglin asked.

Luo Qinglin didn't obey and sat on his lap. Jiang Yanyu didn't force him. He moved to sit cross-legged in front of him, stretched out his hand and said, "Give me your hand and stretch your legs."

Luo Qinglin did as he was told, stretched his legs straight, placed his feet on Jiang Yanyu's calves, and placed his hand in his palm.

"Hold your breath, get ready... go."

After he finished speaking, Jiang Yanyu used both hands to quickly pull Luo Qinglin forward and put his arms on his shoulders.

"hiss......"

The tendons in his legs were numb and painful from being pulled. Luo Qinglin gritted his teeth to hold back a cry of pain, and unconsciously lifted his knees up in an attempt to relieve the pain.

"Don't bend your knees, otherwise the stretching will be ineffective." Jiang Yanyu held Luo Qinglin's wrists with one hand and stretched out his right hand to cover his knees.

Before Luo Qinglin could slowly straighten his legs, Jiang Yanyu suddenly exerted force with his right hand and pressed down hard, pressing his knees tightly against the mat.

Luo Qinglin slightly opened his lips and frowned, as if he was whimpering silently.

The piercing numbness and pain felt like being pricked by a blunt needle. It couldn't pierce the skin, but it made the numbness seep into the blood.

After relieving the sudden pain, Luo Qinglin exhaled lightly, closed his eyes and breathed lightly, continuing to endure the waves of pain and itching coming from his hamstrings.

Jiang Yanyu raised her eyes and looked at Luo Qinglin's "calm and peaceful" appearance. She felt itchy for no reason in her heart and couldn't help wanting to break the calmness on his face.

With his right hand still covering Luo Qinglin's knee to press him down, Jiang Yanyu curled up a sly smile and continued to pull his wrist towards him.

The hamstrings were getting tighter and tighter, and the uncomfortable numbness and pain increased exponentially. If it was just a blunt needle piercing the skin just now, now it was like there were carbonic acid bubbles in the blood, bursting out one after another.

After enduring for a while, his legs were too numb to bear, Luo Qinglin couldn't help but open his eyes and begged for mercy, "No, let me go, my legs are numb."

Hearing this, Jiang Yanyu not only did not let go, but continued to pull until Luo Qinglin's legs began to tremble and his knees unconsciously lifted up, almost breaking through the control of his palm, then he stopped.

Because he was too tense, a thin layer of sweat formed on his forehead. Luo Qinglin couldn't speak forcefully and could only say in a hollow voice: "Let... go."

"I can let go, but only if you kiss me."

Jiang Yanyu leaned forward and moved closer, stopping ten centimeters away from Luo Qinglin's face, and asked with a smile, "Do you want me to help you?"

A perverted vixen who would tease him whenever she found an opportunity.

Luo Qinglin tried his best to reach forward, but his toughness had been stretched to its limit. No matter how hard he tried, he could not move forward even a bit.

"It seems that you really need my help now." Jiang Yanyu chuckled and tried to pull Luo Qinglin's hand again.

"Wait!" Luo Qinglin hurriedly stopped him, "Don't pull anymore, I can't feel my legs anymore."

"Really?" Jiang Yanyu raised his eyebrows, not believing it, and pressed down hard again with the palm of his hand covering his knee.

A sharp pain and itch surged up, and Luo Qinglin had no choice but to beg for mercy, saying, "I need help!"

"I can help you, but think about what you should call me?" Jiang Yanyu reminded.

"Brother Yanyu..." The pain made Luo Qinglin ignore shame and compromise immediately, "I need other help."

After hearing the crisp "Brother Yanyu", Jiang Yanyu was satisfied and eased off his force, and asked, "How do you need help?"

"The distance is too far, I can't kiss you," Luo Qinglin said softly, "Can you kiss me?"

"You know what I like to hear. Shout it again and beg me, and I will help you." Jiang Yanyu said with a chuckle.

"Brother Yanyu, please." Luo Qinglin suppressed his shame and spoke softer and softer, until his voice was so soft that even he could not hear it clearly.

Jiang Yanyu then let go of her hand with satisfaction, lowered her head, and covered the softness that was so close to her, "You are so good..."

-

Because of the vixen's mischief and Luo Qinglin's rusty old legs and arms, the first day's fitness plan ended in failure.

When he finally walked out of the gym, Luo Qinglin's legs were shaking. He had to rest after every two steps, and he staggered from side to side as if he was walking on a spring.

Jiang Yanyu wanted to reach out and hug Luo Qinglin to the dining table, but he glared at him angrily with his eyes squinting, so Jiang Yanyu had to raise his hands in surrender and not touch him.

Luo Qinglin walked tremblingly to the floor-to-ceiling window. Jiang Yanyu took the initiative to pull out a chair and helped him sit down. He opened the takeaway food in the thermos box and the soup sent by Shen Yin, and prepared to feed him personally as a token of his apology.

"Hmph," Luo Qinglin snatched the spoon and drank a mouthful of soup. "Go eat your salad. You don't have to feed me. My hand is not broken."

The Ophiopogon japonicus and Adenophora Root Soup has a mixture of sweetness and bitterness, and a refreshing taste. Luo Qinglin took a few sips and did not find it unpalatable. He even found it magical and intoxicating.

Seeing that Luo Qinglin had no change in expression and was drinking the soup mouthful after mouthful, Jiang Yanyu asked in surprise: "Don't you think this soup tastes bad?"

Knowing that the vixen loves sweets, Luo Qinglin lied and said, "It's not hard to drink, it's very sweet, I think I put a lot of rock sugar in it."

"How can it be sweet?" Jiang Yanyu didn't believe it and leaned closer and said, "Feed me a bite."

Luo Qinglin glanced at the vixen from the side, snorted coldly, and scooped a spoonful of soup into his mouth.

"puff!"

As soon as he drank it, the nauseating smell of the medicinal food spread all around, and his nose and mouth were filled with the smell of the medicine. Jiang Yanyu immediately frowned, found an empty bowl on the table, and spit out all the soup.

"How can this soup taste sweet? It's obviously bitter." With the taste of medicine lingering in his mouth, Jiang Yanyu resisted the urge to dry heave and complained in a wronged voice, "Luo Qinglin, you're taking revenge on me!"

Luo Qinglin covered his right ear, pretending to be "not listening", and scooped another spoonful of soup, drinking it while deliberately saying: "Oh, it tastes so good~"

After saying that, Luo Qinglin stole another glance at the vixen, and seeing that he was being humiliated and sulking, he couldn't help but feel in a good mood.

"Who told you to tease me in the gym just now?" Luo Qinglin smiled and muttered softly, "You deserve it."

Hearing this, Jiang Yanyu's angry face gradually subsided. He stared at Luo Qinglin's slightly raised mouth and asked in a low voice: "Are you calmed down? Does your leg still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Luo Qinglin quickly curled his lips and pretended to be still angry.

Jiang Yanyu was amused by the resentful look. She reached out and pinched Luo Qinglin's face, trying to take the spoon from his hand.

"Give me the spoon, I want to feed you." Jiang Yanyu said.

Luo Qinglin did not refuse forcefully this time and let the vixen "snatch" the spoon away easily.

"You're so well behaved, that's why I love teasing you. Don't be angry, okay?" Jiang Yanyu took the initiative to explain, "I just drank a mouthful of soup on purpose to make you happy, and I almost vomited because of nausea."

"You insist on drinking it even though you don't like it," Luo Qinglin opened his mouth slightly, waiting for the vixen to serve him, "Why don't you just stop teasing me in the first place and stretch it properly?"

"No," Jiang Yanyu picked up the fried meatballs from the box and fed them to Luo Qinglin. "I will tease you more next time and find a way to coax you. That will be fun."

This childish ghost!

Luo Qinglin chewed the minced meat vigorously to show his dissatisfaction, "Boring."

Amid the bickering, the dinner lasted for more than two hours.

The luggage to be brought into the group the day after tomorrow had already been packed. In addition to the clothes that needed to be carried with them, Jiang Yanyu also asked people to pack up all kinds of antiviral drugs and medical supplies for treating external injuries and ship them over.

All the paper books that Luo Qinglin usually read were put away, and his backpack was empty, except for his small old Leica camera.

After dinner, Jiang Yanyu couldn't wait to pull Luo Qinglin to the "Christmas Cottage", turn on the projector, and watch the first episode of "Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter" together.

The "Christmas Cottage" is used frequently. Since they got together, Jiang Yanyu "invites" Luo Qinglin to the cottage every day and hugs him to watch movies.

The first episode of the romance variety show had little material, it was pieced together, and used a lot of empty scenes and wasted time.

Halfway through watching, Luo Qinglin felt bored, especially when he saw him cooking, he just felt embarrassed and couldn't watch any further.

But Jiang Yanyu was watching with great interest, carefully observing Luo Qinglin's expressions in the show, not missing any frame, and was extremely happy.

Especially when he saw Xi Min falling to the ground with the meat in his hand, Luo Qinglin was clearly speechless at that time, but still had to persuade Xi Min to look at it more positively with a bitter face. Jiang Yanyu laughed so hard that he fell over and had to cut this scene into an animated picture and save it.

"Is it that funny?" Luo Qinglin suspected that they were not watching the same show.

"Yes, your expression is so funny, hahaha." While answering, Jiang Yanyu took a screenshot of Luo Qinglin's bitter face, and immediately took out his mobile phone to make it into an emoticon package.

Luo Qinglin was worried, so he reached over to take a peek at what pictures the vixen had taken. It turned out that none of the pictures were normal, and most of them showed him with a sad expression.

What's even more outrageous is that Jiang Yanyu captured the scene where his right eyelid was slightly itchy and he blinked his right eye a few times, then slowed down the video and added a few love hearts to make it into an emoticon of him "flirting".

"Are you a pervert?" Luo Qinglin sat up and said. Creek. Firm. Ga. Move away from Jiang Yanyu.

"So cute, I'll send you the picture." Jiang Yanyu sent all the emoticons he had prepared.

"Boring." Having said that, Luo Qinglin still turned on his phone to see what drawings Jiang Yanyu had made.

But the pictures sent were not Luo Qinglin’s emoticons, they were all Jiang Yanyu’s own pictures. No one knew when the vixen secretly made them.

"Are all your pictures? What about mine?" Luo Qinglin raised his head and asked.

"I won't send it to you now. From now on, you can only use my emoticons, and I will only use yours." Jiang Yanyu said with a toothy smile.

The smile on Jiang Yanyu's face was unusually bright, without his usual cunningness, and he suddenly looked like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old high school student.

It’s just using an emoticon, is it so fun?

His heart suddenly softened, and Luo Qinglin said "childish" but saved the emoticon package sent by the vixen in his photo album.

"I'm just a childish kid in front of you." Jiang Yanyu raised his eyebrows and said righteously.

When Luo Qinglin saved the emoticon package of the vixen "blowing kisses and winking", he was amused by the frivolous look and chuckled unconsciously.

"Boring." Luo Qinglin said with a slight curl of his lips.

The author has something to say:

Jiang Yanyu: If you love your wife, you should take every opportunity to tease her.

Luo Qinglin: Boring (rolling eyes)