Chapter 17 Refuse to Confess

Bo Xiyun will propose this attempt, and has also undergone repeated consideration.

The massager must be too late to find tonight, and Yi Zhongshen's arm is in a state of stress at the moment, and it is not suitable for use.

Even the gentle massage power may cause damage to the superficial skin.

As for letting others help with the massage, Bo Xiyun also thought about waiting for Gu Sheng to come back.

The registration is actually not troublesome, and you can even ask the bodyguard to make an appointment, but Gu Sheng seems to have other things to do.

He mentioned that Aunt Su when he just spoke, and now he is probably going to talk to Yi Zhongshen's family.

Bo Xiyun had looked at the door several times before, but there was no movement at the door.

He didn't wait for Gu Sheng to come back, but Bo Xiyun saw that the arm of the senior in front of him had been tensing.

That's why he mentioned it and wanted to try it himself.

After Bo Xiyun finished speaking, the room was silent for a while.

Yi Zhongshen did not answer.

Bo Xiyun waited patiently, not without anxiety.

This proposal was a bit presumptuous, and although the two had contacted before, and the other party did not show rejection, Bo Xiyun also knew very well that the senior was obviously a bit of a habit of cleanliness.

It is still in a special state now, and the other party may not like to be touched even more.

He hesitated for a moment and said, "If the senior minds, it's still..."

"I don't mind." Yi Zhongshen finally said.

I don't know if he was disturbed by the pain, but his tone was lower.

"I'm afraid to delay your rest."

Bo Xiyun shook his head: "What time is it now, how could it be delayed?"

Although he has a regular work and rest schedule, he is not a machine, and he must shut down when the time comes.

Seeing that Yi Zhongshen finally agreed, Bo Xiyun was ready to get started.

It was the first time for him to do this kind of thing, and he had no experience, but Bo Xiyun looked at it and said it anyway.

"Otherwise, senior should change into looser clothes first?"

Yi Zhongshen was still wearing daytime shirts and pants. Although he was neat, he still looked a little restrained.

The other party also agreed and went to the bathroom to change clothes.

Yi Zhongshen changed out, rolled up his cuffs again, and leaned on the sofa.

It was only at this time that Bo Xiyun found out.

It was the first time I saw a senior wearing pajamas.

A boy who is always well-dressed and meticulous on weekdays is now wearing casual home clothes, revealing the straight and powerful lines of his shoulders and neck.

Bo Xiyun has checked some fitness sciences before, and some say that the muscles of the shoulder and neck are the most difficult to train. In addition to being difficult to shape, it also depends on each person's natural bones.

As for Yi Zhongshen's shoulder and neck profile, even if Bo Xiyun didn't exercise, he didn't understand anything.

This is what he can see at a glance.

Bo Xiyun's belief in insisting on exercising was further consolidated.

Immediately, he reached out and gently covered Yi Zhongshen's naked right arm.

Bo Xiyun had seen Yi Zhongshen's muscles in the morning exercise before. Although the boy had never worn any tight training suits that could clearly highlight his lines, his tight and powerful muscles were contoured between inadvertent movements. will still show up.

However, although have seen it many times, when actually meet it, still have a different feeling than expected.

What's more, this is a direct touch without any barriers.

Yi Zhongshen's skin was bare and firm, revealing a little high heat. Bo Xiyun's body temperature was low at first, but at this time, he could clearly feel the heat of the other party, as well as the power hidden in the muscles beneath the surface.

Bo Xiyun inevitably gave birth to some envy.

His morning exercise has been going on for a while, and he has recently started some anaerobic exercise under the guidance of Yi Zhongshen.

However, Bo Xiyun's body is still thin and thin, and he has no muscle at all.

Also drop the scale.

Bo Xiyun has checked the information privately, and it seems that some people are like this. It is difficult to grow muscles. Even if they are really trained, they can easily be eliminated, and they will return to their original thinness. There is no way to be envious.

But Yi Zhongshen is different, his body shape is obvious.

He is the type that looks thin in clothes, and his muscles are not exaggerated at all, but very powerful.

There were many posters of shirtless men in the gym for morning exercise. However, Bo Xiyun felt that the senior's lines were much better looking than those.

But envy was only for a moment, Bo Xiyun immediately calmed down and began to massage carefully.

He could clearly feel the heat and tightness under his fingertips, and even if there was no pain, the heat would probably make people uncomfortable.

Bo Xiyun moved a little more lightly, and the soft and cool finger pads carefully caressed the opponent's arm.

There are no obvious wounds and red marks on Yi Zhongshen's arm, but this means that his stress may be that the whole skin is uncomfortable.

Therefore, Bo Xiyun's massage movement slowly touched the opponent's entire forearm, not even missing the inner part of the arm.

Ordinary people's lower arms are generally softer. Bo Xiyun's own lower arm has a thin layer of soft flesh on the inside. He has squeezed it several times during the morning exercise, but he has not noticed any tendency to tighten.

Still soft.

But Yi Zhongshen's lower arm muscles are very tight, and the hand feels very flexible when touched. Bo Xiyun massaged here, and couldn't help but sighed a little for his long-term training results.

He was slightly distracted, but when he came back to his senses, he found that the body temperature under his palm did not seem to decrease with the relaxation of the massage.

On the contrary, the room temperature of the whole body seems to have also been baked high.

Bo Xiyun paused for a while, only to find out later that the indoor air conditioner did not heat up.

The two were so close.

It was Yi Zhongshen's breath that made him feel the heat.

Bo Xiyun looked up and saw Yi Zhongshen was looking down at him, no emotion could be seen in his dark eyes.

At a close distance, the fragrant fragrance on the boy's body became clearer, cold and cold, and it gave people the illusion that it seemed like ice cubes were burning.

Bo Xiyun maintained a gentle strength and asked softly, "Will this be uncomfortable?"

Yi zhongshen stopped for a second, and his chest slowly fluctuated.

"Won't."

His voice was still a little low.

"thanks."

"Are you thirsty, senior?"

Bo Xiyun found out immediately, got up and said.

"I'll go get a glass of water."

He came back with a cup of warm water, sat down again, waited for Yi Zhongshen to finish drinking the water and put the cup aside before Bo Xiyun continued the massage and made up what he just said.

"Senior, don't be so polite with me. If you want to say thank you to me, then I owe you ninety-nine thanks."

These days, Yi Zhongshen's care for him can't even be counted as thank you.

Bo Xiyun thought to himself.

So much so that Miss Xu gave birth to that kind of misunderstanding.

He continued to squeeze Yi Zhongshen's arm, thinking about how to get the senior to divert his attention from the pain, and said something casually like a joke.

"Wait for me to mention the senior massage ninety-nine times, and pay it off slowly."

Bo Xiyun didn't know what he was saying now. To another person, it was not relaxing at all.

But another kind of torture.

Cook over low heat.

Yi zhongshen was silent, no, or could not answer.The room was quiet for a while, and gradually, the fingers moved on the forearm changed a little.

It seems to have used some tricks.

Yi zhongshen whispered: "Have you practiced before?"

His voice is still thin and cold, but his tone has a little imperceptible meaning.

From Yi Zhongshen's point of view, he could see the focused expression of the young man in front of him and the long curly eyelashes as soon as he lowered his eyes.

The child is too thin, the jaws are all pointed, and there is only a little soft flesh on the cheek side, showing a slight soft arc.

In order to relax, Yi Zhongshen was persuaded by the child to lie down on the sofa. He knew that if he sat a little higher, he would be able to directly see the slender neck that was exposed when the boy lowered his head. Jade.

Massage is too close.

Has anyone seen it?

Yi Zhongshen's thoughts did not seem to be noticed by the other party, Bo Xiyun also smiled and asked.

"Is my technique so good?"

"I haven't practiced," he said, "This is what you taught me during the morning exercise, and relaxed after stretching."

Yi zhongshen froze rarely.

Bo Xiyun didn't look up, so he didn't see it. He only laughed.

"My technology was taught by Teacher Yi."

Yi Zhongshen: "..."

Bo Xiyun "snorted", and he managed to massage to a slightly relaxed arm, as if he was tight again.

"Does it hurt again?"

Yi Zhongshen's voice is a bit hard.

"It doesn't hurt."

Bo Xiyun pressed for a while to relax the muscle of the arm.

With the relaxation of the arm state, the body temperature of the surface of Yi Zhongshen is no longer high fever before, and it seems to have improved.

But even so, his naked skin is still warm.

And Bo Xiyun's body temperature is low every day, and his fingertips have some coolness. He has become accustomed to himself, and he usually doesn't feel anything. This time, he really realized the temperature gap between himself and the senior.

After rubbing for a while, Bo Xiyun's fingertips had been baked by the other party.

The teenager continued to press. It didn't take long for his palms to quietly stick it.

The child's palm feels softer.

Yi Zhongshen didn't speak, and looked at him down.

Bo xiyun whispered.

"I don't want to warm my hands."

His auricle was slightly red, a little embarrassed, afraid of the other party's misunderstanding.

"I think, press it with your palms, will you be more comfortable."

Press the palm of your hand, and the strength will be scattered more evenly than the slender fingers.

Yi Zhongshen lowered from the nasal cavity.

"Um."

Bo Xiyun relaxed a little and continued to help people massage seriously.

He could feel that the opponent's muscle was obviously eased than the tight state of pain before.

Bo Xiyun pressed gently with his palm for a while and asked in a low voice.

"Is that itchy uncomfortable?"

Yi Zhongshen looked at him for a few seconds and said.

"Won't."

The bitter itch on the flesh has long since disappeared.

It was quietly swallowed and replaced by some indescribable things.

The young man sat very close to him. In addition to the touch of body temperature, Yi Zhongshen was also healed by the light and cool breath.

The itchy pain that had been screaming and tearing flesh all the time was so easily eased.

But he was touched by that light inadvertent touch, which lured out more and more greedy desires.

The bottomless, the abyss.

Yi zhongshen breathed silently, clearly hearing the sound of the swaying blood from the auricle.

Until that soft, happy voice sounded.

"That's good."

The young man in front of him smiled, his beautiful eyebrows slightly curved.

His happiness is visible at a glance.

Those insatiable thirst that pierced through the flesh and were rooted in the blood and bones, but all the pain was dissolved in an instant.

Only the warmth of the reviving cold is left.

Bo Xiyun said something again, but this time Yi Zhongshen didn't hear it clearly.

He lowered his eyes and watched intently, the two were sitting so close, and the young man leaned forward again because of the question, almost touching his chest.

This distance is so close that you can take people into your arms just by raising your hand.

Circle for all.