"Why are you going to the bedroom?" Qin Ren raised his head and looked at Yu Yourong. His sprained leg meant he could move less.
"Someone is here..."
Stupid brother, Yu Yourong's face heated up, and he gestured behind him with his eyes.
Qin Ren looked along and saw Yu Ling'er shaking her legs while playing games, and her toes were tiptoeing like a dragonfly. It was obvious that she was being abused by the computer again and became so anxious.
"Your master is not an outsider."
Besides, it’s just a medicine, do I need to avoid it?
Qin Ren thought it was unnecessary and continued to stretch out his hand. Yu Yourong straightened his toes and lightly kicked his arm, suddenly feeling a bit angry:
"Brother, if you keep doing this, I will..."
"?"
"I won't touch you anymore..."
"..."
This sounds weird...
"Okay, then I'll help you in."
Qin Ren compromised, naturally not because he wanted to "touch" Yu Yourong, but as a good brother he followed his sister's wishes and put his arm over her, and put his other hand around her soft waist.
Classmate Yu Yourong's back was slightly warm. She was leaning half against her brother, and the smell of clean soap from her clothes drifted to her nose. She liked it inexplicably.
In fact, this feeling is normal. After all, physical contact is a direct way to feel the intimacy. Yu Yourong doesn't often hug and hug his brother. He only hugged her twice in total, so it will be a bit uncomfortable.
…
"Sit down."
"Um."
Pixiu went to the convenience store to buy Wangwang Xiaoxiaosu. There were only two people in the bedroom. When Yu Yourong sat down on the edge of the bed, he paused obviously, and there was a hint of discomfort in his eyes. He looked really weird.
Not light.
The snake cultivating immortality actually sprained its feet...
Qin Ren still found it funny and strange at the moment.
I think back then, Yu Yourong had performed the kind of performance where he folded his waist in half, landed his head on the ground from behind, and got out between his legs. It doesn't mean that a flexible body will prevent sprains in his life. Anyway, it sounds like it still makes people feel
Incredible.
Of course, if you take a step back and think about it, it's incredible enough that a snake has legs, but what does it mean if it has sprained legs?
"Which one?"
"The one on the right..."
The pink hemmed short cotton socks were clean. Yu Yourong wore them for the first time today. There was no smell of laundry detergent yet, only the freshness of cotton and the faint scent of jasmine on the girl's body.
"Just tell me if it hurts."
"Um…"
Qin Ren was half-kneeling, pinching the girl's soft arch through the cotton cloth, and placing her heel on his knee. His ring finger and little finger held the delicate ankle, and his index finger and middle finger slightly poked in from the edge of the neat socks.
A little bit, starting from the clear ankle and going deep down.
"Hiss..." Yu Yourong took a small breath.
"Does it hurt?"
"No."
Yu Yourong shook his head, then his face turned slightly red:
"itch…"
There was nothing he could do about the itching. After Qin Ren stretched his fingers almost, he slightly opened the socks, and then slowly took off the cotton socks, as if unpacking a piece of art. The girl's round heels were exposed, without any
A hint of stiff cuticle, pink and shiny, white and rosy, reminded Qin Ren of the kind of crystal shrimp dumplings in a small steamer.
"Huh? It's not swollen."
After taking it off all the way, Qin Ren casually put the sock into his pocket, only to find that classmate Yu Yourong's entire foot looked normal.
"There's no swelling, just pain."
"Tsk, it's so unscientific..."
However, it is unscientific to talk about science with the snake tribe. Qin Ren gently pinched her ankle:
"Here?"
"A little lower."
"Okay, after applying this medicine, you need to rub it in, please bear with it."
As he spoke, Qin Ren unscrewed the bottle cap, held her warm little foot with his left hand, and slowly rubbed the injured area with safflower oil in his right hand. A slightly pungent special smell filled the air, making the fish feel
Rong couldn't help but wrinkled his nose:
"Brother, this medicine tastes so weird."
"It's okay, it will dissipate overnight after applying it, and it will smell good again the next day."
"Then...that doesn't mean..."
Everything smells delicious...
Yu Yourong sounded ashamed, and girls' feet were not for eating, so he acted as if he had tasted them...
…
Yu Yourong's little feet are less than a Qin Ren's hand. The insteps are as smooth as satin and glow with the color of moonlight. The cute toes are neatly placed together. They are white and tender, like little mushrooms in a bite. They look cute.
Extremely.
There is a saying that if the smell of safflower oil hadn't covered up the original fragrant fragrance, there might actually be a pervert who would be willing to lick his feet.
But this pervert is definitely not Qin Ren.
Qin Ren is very professional. He handles any trauma that my sister has suffered since she was little. He has a very precise grasp of techniques, dosage of medicine, etc. Especially when it comes to sprained feet, he is comparable to an experienced barefoot doctor from a charlatan.
However, no matter how professional a doctor is, he is not a fairy.
The process of rubbing safflower oil should be from light to heavy and then light again. It will inevitably hurt in the middle. Yu Yourong will subconsciously endure the sound, but his toes will curl up slightly and move, soft and bouncy.
The belly of his toes lightly scraped against Qin Ren's forearm, which made Qin Ren feel strange from time to time.
"You have... you have capacity."
"Um?"
"Ahem, I'm a little tired. Let's change positions. I won't support you anymore. You step on my knees."
Qin Ren changed his position, lest he could not withstand the wonderful touch and be spoiled by the girls at home.
"so?"
"right."
However, as the saying goes, "it is self-defeating."
Qin Ren's thoughts were good and his attitude was innocent, but he forgot how slippery Yu Yourong's skin was and that he was wearing shorts, so his little feet were still firmly on his knees at first.
, but after rubbing it, it slowly slid down unknowingly. By the time Qin Ren noticed it, it seemed that it was almost getting into the trousers of his shorts.
But Yu Yourong didn't notice this.
She had been quietly watching her brother apply medicine to herself, dazed for a moment, with a light blush on her face. For some reason, various scenes of Ye Wen and her wife in the movie always showing up in her mind, and then
There will be something soft in my heart, light and comfortable.
…
However, she was not the only one who felt comfortable, Qin Ren also felt comfortable.
To be honest, the feeling of having a warm and beautiful girl's foot stroked directly from the crotch must be much more difficult to bear than before.
Especially when the toes started to move again, it was not the forearms that were stimulated, but the itchy flesh that was close to the base of the penis. Coupled with the visual impact of the straight long legs under the denim shorts, Qin
Ren's heart beat slightly faster, his throat felt a little dry, and he finally realized the necessity of avoiding Yu Ling'er.
Bang bang bang————
"Qin Ren? Qin Ren, are you there?"
If you really talk about Cao Cao, Su Yu will be here.
Just when Qin Ren was unconsciously stepped lightly and slowly by classmate Yu Yourong's feet, making him a little confused, Yu Ling'er knocked on the bedroom door.
"I'm here!" Qin Ren's heart, which was faintly restless, calmed down.
"Qin Ren, I think...eh?"
Hearing this, Yu Ling'er opened some cracks in the door, and besides Qin Ren, he suddenly saw his apprentice who was still immersed in happiness.
"What's wrong, Master Fish?"
"Ah...no! It's nothing!"
Yu Ling'er didn't even wait for his apprentice to look at him, he closed the door and ran away.
…
She originally found out that her apprentice on the sofa was missing after playing the game, so she went to ask Qin Ren and asked Qin Ren to help her play a game to learn.
But the moment after opening the door, no matter what Yu Yourong and Qin Ren were doing, Yu Ling'er quickly realized that the two of them were alone, and suddenly remembered his previous idea of "adding fuel to the flames" to his apprentice.
What is fueling the flames?
In a situation like this where two people are alone, Yu Ling'er not disturbing her is a kind of "adding fuel to the flames".
No matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat, and details determine success or failure.
So Yu Ling'er waited until the two people came out on their own initiative, then found Qin Ren again and asked him to help him win his first victory. At the same time, he winked at Yu Yourong.
"?"
Naturally, Yu Yourong didn't understand what the master meant. He just thought that the master was playing games and damaged his eyes.
but…
In view of the fact that he and his brother had just spent some lucky time together, Yu Yourong felt quite balanced about the interaction between Yu Ling'er and Qin Ren these days.
It's just a game. The master's temperament is probably a bit different from the "flirting" in Luo Yao's words...
People feel refreshed during happy events, so Yu Yourong, who had temporarily thought about it, picked up Tuantuan and stroked her for a while. He didn't put it down until Tuantuan purred from her throat.
On the other side, Qin Ren in front of the computer was also invited to perform for Yu Ling'er.
"Master Yu, I won't play on the computer for my first win. I'll play the matchmaking for you to see."
"Okay, okay."
Yu Ling'er sat beside him and acted as a good student, asking various questions while Qin Ren was fighting.
"Qin Ren, some people say you are NT, what do you mean?"
"NT is incredible. My teammates praise me for my awesomeness."
Qin Ren's face did not change, his heart did not beat.
"I see."
Yu Ling'er learned Pinyin, and after thinking about it for a while, she suddenly realized.