Chapter 51: Are you feeling comfortable, Uncle Qin?

It was normal for Shi Huai to tell Qin Yanchuan, the head of the Qin family, about his visit to his younger brother.

"Uncle Qin, since you know about this, can you help me?"

"You know, my brother is always worried that I will be bullied in the Qin family, that I won't have enough food or warm clothes, even though this is true."

Qin Yanchuan: “…”

"Well... I just don't want my brother to worry. Uncle Qin, can you pretend to be nice to me in front of my brother?"

"Of course, I don't force you to do this, but if word gets out, it's hard to justify the Qin family bullying a fatherless, motherless, defenseless, weak and pitiful little boy."

"Hey, I'm not saying that you Qin family bullied me. After all, you just bruised my wrist, broke my forehead and bled all over the floor, and you didn't give me food at night..."

Shi Yang sighed softly, "It's no big deal. Living under someone else's roof is like this. I'm still alive, right?"

Having said that, his eyes were full of sincerity as he looked towards Qin Yanchuan eagerly.

Qin Yanchuan: “…”

Qin Yanchuan sat up, clasped his hands casually on his knees, and sighed softly, "Is that so? I'm sorry to have wronged you."

Shi Yang was still sincere: "I don't feel wronged, I don't feel wronged, I deserve it."

Qin Yanchuan was not angry, but rather slightly amused.

A faint arc passed over the corners of his lips, and he chuckled and said, "What if I don't cooperate?"

Uncle and nephew are uncle and nephew, and what Qin Yelan said is almost the same.

Shi Yang narrowed his eyes slightly and repeated slowly: "If you don't cooperate..."

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves, stood up, jumped twice, and stretched his muscles, looking very energetic.

"It doesn't matter. I have the strength and means."

Faced with Shi Yang's provocation, Qin Yanchuan remained calm.

He took another sip of water, his Adam's apple rolling slightly, and waited patiently for Shi Yang's next move.

"Then I will try my best to please you, Uncle Qin~"

Shi Yang's expression changed, and she smiled at Qin Yanchuan, revealing several neat and white teeth. She ran behind Qin Yanchuan with a smile, put her hands on the man's shoulders, and began to massage.

"Is this strong enough? Is it too heavy? Do you need to go a little lighter?"

"Are you feeling comfortable, Uncle Qin?"

"You sit in the office all day, busy with all sorts of things. I have to give you some time to relax. This is what I should do."

“…”

The air in the bedroom was filled with the smell of flattery and servility.

Shi Yang's massage technique was really good. Qin Yan leaned against the sofa, gradually relaxing his posture, and did not call for a stop.

After a few minutes, I even closed my eyes comfortably and breathed slowly and evenly.

Shi Yang had no choice but to continue, massaging and pounding the shoulders. After working for half an hour, his hands were so sore and he had no strength left.

This old man was really content to let a wounded man take care of him.

When I looked again, Qin Yanchuan still had his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

Shi Yang's hand movements gradually became perfunctory. He quietly moved his face over and looked at Qin Yanchuan.

When he closed his eyes, the man's dark eyelashes looked long and thick, and the small cinnabar mole under his eye added a bit of seduction and sexiness to his cold temperament.

Shi Yang couldn't help it for a moment, and quietly stretched out his index finger, and his fingertip slowly fell on the cinnabar mole.

At the same time, Qin Yanchuan, who was originally asleep, suddenly opened his eyes.

Shi Yang was startled and immediately retracted his hand, but Qin Yanchuan's reaction was faster and he grabbed the white and slender wrist in front of him.

His eyes were clear as he stared at the restless hand. The nails were neatly trimmed. He saw the white fingertips curled slightly before he spoke clearly, "What do you want to do?"

Shi Yang felt guilty and acted very nicely: "Uncle Qin, I was wrong. I shouldn't have taken advantage of you while you were asleep."

Qin Yanchuan had nothing to say and let go of his hand.

Shi Yang rubbed his wrists, glanced at it again and again in his peripheral vision, and asked tentatively: "What about what I asked you to do?"

Qin Yanchuan gently twisted his fingertips and said from his throat: "Yes."

Shi Yang trotted over and sat down next to Qin Yanchuan, smiling like a blooming sunflower.

"Also, please tell Aunt Wang, Butler Liang, and all the servants in the Qin family to cooperate with me."

"good."

Qin Yanchuan agreed readily.

Thinking of something, he suddenly said: "Shi Yang, since you have so much strength and means..."

The man paused for a moment, then leaned forward a little, getting closer to Shi Yang, and said slowly, "Then please spare half an hour to give Uncle Qin a massage."

Shi Yang's eyelids twitched slightly, and then he nodded quickly in agreement.

The old man treated him as free labor and actually exploited him.

Qin Yanchuan didn't feel embarrassed at all, and said symbolically: "Thank you for your hard work."

Shi Yang's smile did not diminish. "It's not hard at all."

I have a hard life.

After a while, the two came out of the bedroom one after the other. Qin Yanchuan had not forgotten his business and was going for a morning run.

Before going downstairs, he even said, "Have breakfast first. I'll take you to the hospital to change the dressing later."

Shi Yang nodded obediently, "Okay."

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At 8:30 in the morning, Qin Huan had just gotten out of bed when there was a knock on the door, accompanied by a soft and gentle voice.

"Brother Qin Zhuo, are you awake? If you are, please open the door for me."

"Brother Qin Zhu..."

The room was well soundproofed, so I couldn't hear clearly, and could only faintly hear the words "Brother Qin Zhuan".

There was no one else who could make this artificial sound except Shi Yang.

Qin Qi frowned slightly and remained silent for a moment, but he finally walked over and opened the door.

Seeing Shi Yang standing at the door, the young man's eyes were deep, cold and hard.

Shi Yang carefully reached out his hand and gently poked his chest.

"You're still mad at me. I was just talking nonsense that day."

Qin Zhuo took a half step back, his stern brows furrowed even deeper.

"I know you're reliable. If you hadn't shown up in time and sent me to the hospital, I would have bled to death, right?"

Shi Yang sighed and said earnestly: "Don't have a stern face all day long, it doesn't look good."

"Look at you, your face has changed."

Qin Yu: “…”