The room is decorated in a warm and girlish style, with bright floor-to-ceiling windows slightly open.
The cool evening breeze quietly slipped into the house, blowing up the white lace curtains. The fluttering curtains were soft, like the fluttering skirt of a girl.
Feng ran to the two people in the house, watched the fun from the side, and quietly observed what the newly-married couple were talking about at night.
"Lu Tanming, you usually exercise, but you haven't treated your legs." Wen Liyu's voice was soft and tender, so tender that it could be squeezed to make water. "This won't work."
Lu Tanming lowered his eyes slightly, his long eyelashes covering the gloomy mood in his eyes, and his tone was as cold as the weather when the ice and snow melted. "So what do you think I should do?"
He exuded a faint sweet peach scent. Although this overly sweet shower gel scent was very inconsistent with his cool temperament, it was surprisingly harmonious.
Wen Liyu smelled the same scent on him as her own, her mind was in turmoil, and a slight blush appeared at the corners of her eyes.
She used her points to exchange for a one-hour massage rehabilitation master experience package for herself.
He even bought pills that could cure his leg disease.
"Let me massage you." Wen Liyu rubbed her hands together to warm them up before placing them on his ankles.
Her movements were gentle, and she carefully raised her eyes to observe his expression. Seeing that his expression had not changed and was still clear and calm, she confidently pulled up his pajamas.
Lu Tanming curled up his fingers that were placed on the bed, and his pale fingers grasped the traces of forbearance on the sheets.
He stared straight at Wen Liyu, trying to take in all her expressions and emotions.
Lu Tanming didn't know what expression he wanted to see on her face.
Maybe it's contempt, maybe it's fear, more likely it's disgust...
Three months have passed since the car accident. Unlike what Wen Liyu had imagined, Lu Tanming did not have many scars on his legs, only a deep scar on the back of his knee.
The scar extends from the knee pit down to the middle of the calf, and there are traces of centipede-shaped marks after the stitches were removed.
It's like a piece of flawless white jade suddenly developing a deep, irreparable crack, which is miserable, ugly and pitiful.
Wen Liyu sighed with emotion and reached out to touch it.
Lu Tanming said calmly, "What's wrong?"
"Different from what you imagined?"
Wen Liyu raised her eyes and looked at him, her eyes clear and bright, "Yes."
"Your legs are so long!" She drawled out her words, and one could hear the surprise in her tone. "They must be over one meter long."
The slight anger and sharp thorns in Lu Tanming's heart were easily smoothed out by her words, and many little bubbles of helplessness emerged.
Wen Liyu placed her fingers on his legs. Her fingers were pure white, and her pale pink fingers rested on his legs, gently pressing and kneading them.
The muscles under my hands have begun to relax. Although my body temperature is burning, my legs are as cold as hard stone.
Wen Liyu asked the system to turn on the detection equipment and carefully checked. It was found that the blood and qi were stagnant, the meridians were blocked, and there were many cracks on the bones of the legs.
According to the current level of technology in this world, there is indeed no way to heal Lu Tanming's legs.
Lu Tanming's legs clearly had no feeling, but her movements were like feathers, constantly tickling and teasing his nerves.
"Can you feel it here?" Wen Liyu's force was gentle but powerful.
After putting on the massage master buff he bought, his hands seemed to be controlled by someone. Every press could accurately hit the acupuncture points on his legs, stimulating the meridians in his legs.
Wen Liyu silently memorized the location of the acupuncture points, so next time she wanted to massage him, she wouldn’t have to spend points and could do it herself.
She did not waste the buff and pressed it for almost an hour. Sweat soaked her hair, her cherry lips were slightly open, and she was breathing softly.
Sweat also appeared on Lu Tanming's forehead. Drops of sweat rolled down from his temples and ran across his tense jawline. "Xiaoyu...that's enough."
"Wait a little longer." Wen Liyu panted, insisting on using up the last few minutes of buff. "I didn't expect that just massaging would be so tiring. It seems I need to exercise."
Lu Tanming's Adam's apple kept rolling, and various emotions flashed in his dark eyes, "...Xiaoyu."
From his perspective, he could just see the seductive scenery of her neckline.
The round, snow-white breasts trembled with the movements, with deep grooves, and the translucent skin was pink because of the massage.
Lu Tanming took a look and his sight seemed to be burned. He immediately turned his face away, closed his eyelids, and his chest heaved violently with his breathing.
Wen Liyu heard his heavy breathing, paused in pressing the acupuncture points, and leaned closer. "What's wrong? Does it hurt?"
The nightgown rolled up because of her movement, revealing her enchanting and slender figure. Her waist was slender and could be held in the hand, and her long, shiny black hair hung down in strands, emitting a faint fragrance.
The long hair slid down Wen Liyu's petite shoulders, brushed across Lu Tanming's face, leaving a series of tingling sensations.
Lu Tanming's breathing stagnated, and he subconsciously reached out and pinched the strand of black hair.
"Lu Tanming, why don't you speak?" Wen Liyu tilted her head slightly and brought his hand closer to her.
There was a thin layer of black hair between the back of his hand and her neck, and his hot body temperature passed through the long hair and fell on her fragile neck.
"Why are you so hot? Do you have a fever?" Her eyes were moist with concern and worry. "Do you want me to ask Uncle Lu to call a doctor?"
Wen Liyu was worried that she had hurt him with the massage just now, and a hint of regret flashed through her mind.
You should consult your doctor before deciding whether to have a massage.
"It's okay." Lu Tanming's voice was unusually hoarse. He raised his warm hand and pressed it against her slightly cold neck. "My leg is broken. There's no need to worry about it."
"That won't work." Wen Liyu shook her head in disapproval, "You can't give up. Maybe it will get better in the future."
Lu Tanming looked at her deeply, placed his fingers close to her, feeling the rhythm of her arteries, and gently stroked her delicate collarbone with his fingertips. "It won't heal."
His tone and voice were very soft, as if he was admonishing a willful little ancestor, with gentleness and indulgence.
"If I say it will be fine, it will be fine." Wen Liyu directly crossed her legs and sat on his lower abdomen, pulling his collar and forcing him to look at her. "I have always been lucky. If you marry me, you will definitely share my good luck."
"So your leg will definitely get better."
Lu Tanming helplessly raised his hand, holding her waist and letting her sit up a little higher, "So am I using you to get married?"
"You can say that." Wen Liyu nodded indifferently, grabbed his arm, lowered her head, and looked at him intently.
"Lu Tanming, don't give up on treating your leg, just like I will never give up on you."
"You're going to be fine."
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