Chapter 87: Relax a little, why are you so nervous?
What are you thinking about?
I also want to know what I am thinking.
If this scene could be rewound, she would choose to go back, twist her tongue into a bow and stuff it directly into her stomach.
Sang Zhixia opened the bottle of medicine oil in her hand expressionlessly. Under her hand was Xu Yu, who was lying with his back to her.
Xu Yu no longer had the heroic spirit of stripping off his clothes. He lay down with his hands folded on his chin, his head resting on the back of his crossed hands, breathing softly.
"Zhizhi, around the waist."
"I can't see the spot, but it hurts."
Sang Zhixia lowered her head with a blank look in her eyes. In the light of the oil lamp, she saw the large bruises seeping through her skin and flesh, and she felt inexplicably irritable.
"Do you feel the pain now?"
"Then why didn't you say it hurt when you were playing on the ice and using it as a cushion?"
Xu Yu was so angry that he laughed. He gritted his teeth and suddenly turned over and sat up.
He stared at Sang Zhixia with scorching eyes: "If I don't cushion you, you'll be the one crying out in pain now."
If he remembered correctly, the kick on his back was really given by Sang Zhixia himself. Those smaller kicks could not have affected such a large area.
Sang Zhixia felt a little guilty when he looked at her. She held the bottle tightly and said stiffly, "Lie down."
"How can I apply medicine to you if you don't lie down properly?"
Xu Yu smiled and lay back down, even closing his eyes quite leisurely.
"Zhizhi."
"how?"
"Are you happy today?"
Sang Zhixia paused as she rubbed the medicinal oil in her palm and asked curiously, "When have I ever been unhappy?"
“It’s different.”
Xu Yu twisted his back closer to her, his tone indescribably clingy and sticky: "I just feel that you seem happier today than usual."
"Do you like skating?"
Sang Zhixia thought of her own ugly appearance of rolling and crawling on the ice, and hurriedly said, "Don't."
"I'm not as resistant to falls as you."
If it's like today, with one wave breaking a wooden basin and two barrels, then maybe one day Xu Yu will come back and tear down the roof!
This guy's hidden prodigal nature is really something he can do!
Hearing her lingering fear, Xu Yu buried his face in his hands and laughed out loud: "So you like me to play with you?"
"Then I will often accompany you in the future?"
"You better forget it."
Sang Zhixia couldn't stand it any longer and pushed his head back, saying angrily and amusedly, "How can you flatter yourself like that?"
"Don't move."
Xu Yu lay down obediently and didn't move, but the moment Sang Zhixia's soft palm landed on his waist, his face changed instantly.
Like an electric shock.
The completely different touch turned into an invisible long whip in mid-air, crackling on the sensitive waist, and the touch gathered in the brain and exploded completely.
In fact, there is no sound.
Xu Yu seemed to hear a loud bang in his ears, and all that was left of his wisdom collapsed. His brain was completely boiled into a pot of paste with no bottom. The only thing that kept appearing in front of his eyes was the hand covered with medicated oil moving around on his back.
Soft as if boneless, delicate and white.
He could hold both of her fists with one hand, but at this moment the stimulation brought by those harmless hands was more severe than the blade.
Xu Yu subconsciously held his breath and secretly clenched the pillow under his face.
The tense shoulders and back caused Sang Zhixia's dissatisfaction.
With a snap.
Sang Zhixia waved her hand and slapped him on the waist, a little annoyed: "The medicinal oil needs to be rubbed in to be effective. Your flesh is so tense, how can I rub it in?"
"Relax, I'm not going to hit you."
Xu Yu buried his face in the pillow in frustration, his voice muffled and hoarse: "You might as well beat me up..."
Sang Zhixia didn't hear clearly, so she poured some more medicinal oil into her palm and said blankly, "What did you say?"
"nothing."
"Relax a little, why are you so nervous?"
"Zhizhi, I..."
"Oh, why are you so uncooperative? You..."
"alright!"
Xu Yu suddenly jumped out of bed and walked out on his shoes: "Just apply it like this."
"You go to sleep first, I'll go out and have some water."
Sang Zhixia held the medicinal oil in her palm and blinked: "No, you..."
"It's really okay now."
Xu Yu took a deep breath while carrying her on his back, trying his best to conceal his calmness and said, "It doesn't hurt much now, so..."
"What I want to say is, can you put on your clothes before going out?"
Sang Zhixia wiped her hands with a strange expression on her face, and said in a complicated way: "Even though it's late at night, it's still not okay to be naked at night."
What if I go out and scare someone?
Even if you have a good figure, you should also pay attention to the impact!
Xu Yu was silent for a moment, stretched out his arms, grabbed the clothes on the rack, and walked out in the incredibly heavy snow at night.
The door creaked, and Sang Zhixia carefully wiped the last trace of medicinal oil from between his fingers, looking puzzled.
"Why is this person so weird?"
Could it be that he accidentally drank again???
Sang Zhixia originally wanted to wait for Xu Yu, but this man probably dived into the water tank. Anyway, when she fell asleep, the man who went out to drink water had not returned yet.
Xu Yu was squatting at the door wearing a single piece of clothing. He heard the steady breathing coming through the door. He lowered his head, covered his mouth with his hands, and took a long breath with red eyes.
"Zhizhi..."
Zhizhi knows nothing.
Zhizhi fell asleep.
Thanks to the insistence on blowing cold air to reduce the heat, Xu Yu's voice was not quite right the next morning.
Among so many people who were fooling around yesterday, there was only one victim who caught a cold, and that was Xu Yu, who seemed the least likely to catch a cold.
Sang Zhixia reached out and touched his forehead suspiciously.
It wasn't that hot, but my voice was a little hoarse.
She said uncomfortably, "You really don't have a headache or sore throat or anything like that?"
Xu Yu lowered his eyes and said in a muffled voice, "No."
"Why don't you keep it at home?"
This is already uncomfortable, but it’s okay to take a day off.
There is absolutely no need to rush into the crowd at this time.
Unexpectedly, Xu Yu refused without hesitation: "No need."
"I'm fine."
Sang Zhixia frowned and withdrew her hand, saying casually, "Does your waist still hurt?"
"If it hurts too much, I..."
"It doesn't hurt."
Xu Yu said firmly, "It doesn't hurt at all."
"Completely healed!"
A string of question marks popped up over Sang Zhixia’s head: Is this true?
Xu Yu was really afraid of her, so he grabbed the hatchet on the ground and said, "I'll go chop some more cypress branches you asked for. You don't have to wait for me for breakfast."
"No, Xu Yu, you..."
"Leaving now?"
Sang Zhixia curled her fingers. Xu Mingyang's excited voice rang out from behind her: "Sister-in-law, we've set up the rack you mentioned! Should we move the meat out and smoke it now?"
"Oh, so soon?"
Sang Zhixia put aside her extra thoughts, took Xu Mingyang's hand, and said, "Let's go to the backyard and take a look."
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