She wanted to ask, who is plotting against whom?

"He has a problem with his brain. Listening to him talk affects his IQ. Take off his clothes so I can see the injuries."

Fu Huaiyi: "Is it appropriate to take off your clothes?"

Lin Yuyao: “…”

"If you think it's inappropriate, forget it." She said lightly.

"That's right, that's right. I still have it on my back, and I'm just worried that there's no one to help me apply medicine. If you don't mind, I'll take it off."

As soon as he finished speaking, he started to unbutton his clothes.

He deliberately took his time, unbuttoning his shirt one by one with his slender fingers.

His strong chest was exposed, and under the light, his skin glowed faintly.

It is not pure white, but a healthy wheat yellow.

Ignore the bruises.

In a moment the shirt fell into his hands, and he threw it casually, and it fell onto her bed.

That movement makes the muscle lines clear, smooth and powerful.

It seems that every inch of muscle contains power that cannot be ignored.

There seemed to be an indescribable ambiguity in the air.

She remembered that she was not lustful, but she swallowed subconsciously.

The sound of "gulp" was particularly loud in the silent room.

The atmosphere was extremely awkward and ambiguous, and also extremely embarrassing.

Lin Yuyao felt her cheeks getting hot, and she wished she could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

Her eyes were evasive and she hurried to make amends for herself.

"I'm going to cook. Please sit for a while. We'll be eating soon."

Deliberately avoiding the issue is simply a case of trying to cover up one's own guilt.

Fu Huaiyi's eyes fell on her face, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

It turns out that she is not as calm as she appears, she is just good at pretending.

I really want to tear off her disguise immediately.

"Cooking?" Fu Huaiyi walked casually behind her, held her hand which was tying her apron, and untied the apron strings that were about to be tied.

The voice was low, with a hint of laziness that made her ears burn.

"Didn't you say you would help me apply medicine?"

Lin Yuyao's ears felt hot, and the warmth from the hand behind her seemed even hotter than her ears.

"Now you've coaxed me into taking off all my clothes, and now you're saying you want to cook. Are you cooking or applying medicine?"

I took the medicine and he made me feel like I was going to bed with him.

Lin Yuyao was so ashamed and embarrassed that she didn't even dare to look back.

I was so nervous that I didn't know what to say.

Suddenly, a naked arm stretched out from under her waist, and the bony hand looked strong and powerful, pressing directly on her lower abdomen.

At this moment, she felt as if a warm current surged from her lower abdomen to her entire body, then gathered at her spiritual roof, directly allowing her soul to ascend to heaven.

"What are you doing?" Lin Yuyao scolded him in panic, pressing her hands on the restless big hand.

The hand clenched the apron tightly.

That moment seemed to tighten her heart.

"Nothing to do. I just thought that you should apply the medicine to me first and then cook the food."

The sound humming in her earlobe had an impact on her brain that was no less than that restless hand.

The next second, that restless hand tore off her apron and threw it directly to the ground.

Her ears were red as she stared blankly at the apron on the ground, as if what was torn off was not the apron used to block the oil smoke, but her last piece of cloth to cover her body.

"I won't take the medicine anymore." She was really scared.

She almost accidentally fired the gun when she took off her clothes, and she was touching him all over when applying the medicine. I don't know if she lost control first or he lost control first.

"Go to the clinic downstairs and ask Mr. Sun to help you."

What?

The atmosphere was already so tense, but she actually asked him to go downstairs to find the old man?

"Grandpa is off work now." He paused, worried that she would ask him to go to Grandpa's house, and added, "Maybe he is asleep now. He is old and goes to bed early."

Lin Yuyao bit her lip, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Then I heard him say, "Come on, go inside and help me up. It's very cold. Don't let the bruises heal and make me sick again."

Without giving her the chance to refuse, the strong arm just grabbed her shoulders and half pushed and half pulled her into the house.

Lin Yuyao took a breath of cool air.

Just take the medicine, don’t go to bed.

Even if we go to bed, it's not like we're going to the battlefield.

Can't die.

She grabbed the medicine on the table and walked towards him with a fearless attitude.

He just lay on the bed, shirtless.

The muscles on his body are clearly defined and they bulge with his breathing.

"Come on."

She heard something strange in these two words, as if someone was deliberately trying to seduce her.

She couldn't help but swallowed again.

I cursed myself in my heart for being so useless.

"First... on the back first."

Well, it's all the same.

He turned over cooperatively.

Lin Yuyao: “…” The muscle lines on his back are also very beautiful, wide on top and narrow on the bottom, which makes him look very powerful.

Just looking at her like this makes me feel distracted.

She squeezed the medicine bottle in her hand and forced herself to calm down.

It was she who suggested seeing the doctor and prescribing the medicine. She shouldn't be afraid, right?

He's just a man.

When the medicine was applied to the bruises on his back, Fu Huaiyi felt a cool sensation, which slightly soothed the heat in his body.

She applied the lotion to several places, and then she said, "It's OK, turn over."

Fu Huaiyi: “…” Is this the end?

"That won't work. It won't work."

Lin Yuyao: "Then what should we do?"

"You have to rub the potion in."

ah?

Do you still need to rub it with your hands after wiping?

"If you don't rub it, the medicine will just float on the surface and will rub off when you put on your clothes later."

This……

All right.

Lin Yuyao covered the medicine, knelt on the bed, and helped him rub the medicine into his muscles in a half-crawling position.

The touch... it feels so hard that even bruises are hard.

"Is this okay?"

Fu Huaiyi's voice was hoarse, "Can you... use more force?"

Use force?

good.

She increased her force.

"Is that so?"

"Push harder..."

Lin Yuyao took off her shoes and squatted beside, pressing hard with both hands.

He uttered a "hmm".

Lin Yuyao was startled and loosened her grip, "Too heavy?"

"No, it's appropriate, just use that strength."

He was so comfortable that he could make a sound.

She kneaded dough in this position, and when her legs became numb from squatting, she changed to half-kneeling and then to cross-legged sitting.

He finally let go after changing several positions.

Now all her desire was gone, she just felt extremely tired and her arms were sore.

This is much more tiring than kneading dough.

There is not much to kneading dough.

"The back is fine now." He did not forget to praise her, "Yaoyao is really amazing, this skill is no worse than Sun Lao's, I feel much better now."

hehe.

Lin Yuyao gave a smile that was uglier than crying.

I thought you were feeling comfortable, but I was almost dying of exhaustion.

Fu Huaiyi turned over, looked at her and said with a half-smile, "It's time to go to the front."

Front?

His pectoralis major was hit by Lu Jiangting, leaving a large bruise.

Use the same posture as before to massage his pectoralis major muscles?

You wish.