When Su Yueling was picked up, she still couldn't react, "Are you really okay?"
There is no way, the image of Yuan Suijun's former weakness is too deeply rooted in people's hearts. Before taking Lingquan Liquid, his face was pale most of the time.
Even though Yuan Suijun always behaves very well-tempered, he is arrogant in his heart. It's just that his pride is more restrained, not as overt as Su Yueling. No man likes to be told that he can't do it.
For the current Yuan Suijun, although he is not as strong as his younger brother Yuan Suifeng (not many people can match Yuan Suifeng's strength), it is still very easy to pick up Su Yueling.
Although Su Yueling doesn't like to move, she is indeed quite light because she doesn't eat much and is naturally prone to losing weight.
Yuan Suijun held her in his arms, feeling like he was holding a cloud. His eyebrows wrinkled slightly, Su Yueling was still too light, and he would have to watch her more in the future.
The way people express their feelings these days is still relatively reserved.
For Su Yueling, a hug was not a big problem. But when it fell into the eyes of others, it made them greatly surprised. They were all dumbfounded, feeling like they were being shown affection.
"The relationship between Yuan Xiucai and his wife is so good that they hugged each other in public."
"Yes, his health seems to be getting better. He can hold people easily, without any effort at all. I don't know which doctor he went to for recuperation. My youngest son is weak and has been recuperating for several years.
It’s not good either.”
"I know this. I heard it's Dr. Mei."
At the beginning, everyone was lamenting the love between them as husband and wife. There was no room for other people between the two of them, but later they turned to the doctor.
After carrying Su Yueling onto the carriage, Yuan Suijun breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You have a good rest in the carriage."
Su Yueling originally wanted Yuan Suijun to give her a push. But if Yuan Suijun followed her in a carriage, Wu Shu would definitely go to the other side, and then there would be no one to serve her in the second half of the journey.
Forget it, let Wu Shu press it for you.
She waved her hand, "Go quickly, I have Shu Shu here, that's enough. I'll ask Shu Shu to press it for me later."
This disposable attitude fell into Yuan Suijun's eyes and made him laugh out of anger.
He said to Wu Shu: "You can take another carriage."
Wu Shu said, neither humble nor arrogant, "It depends on what Madam wants." It didn't matter what Yuan Suijun said, she only listened to Su Yueling.
Su Yueling frowned. She still liked Wu Shu more. She was really gentle and thoughtful, and she had a good rapport with her. Every time Su Yueling didn't speak, she already knew what she wanted. For such an intimate person, she
I really can't bear it.
Yuan Suijun smiled softly and said, "Madam, you are very tired today, why don't you come and take care of you?"
He wanted to know why he couldn't compare to Wu Shu? When he gave Su Yueling a massage before, Su Yueling was also very satisfied.
Su Yueling originally wanted to refuse, but then she remembered that as a "good wife", she still had to give her husband face in front of others.
"Okay." She said reluctantly.
Ah Wu's eyelids were twitching as he watched. His father had always been wise and wise, strategizing, but every time in front of his wife, he would always do some irrational behavior that was completely unlike what he could do. For example, just now he would do something irrational.
If he hadn't witnessed the behavior of his wife in hugging him, he wouldn't have believed it, let alone taking the initiative to serve his wife now. Shouldn't it be the other way around in a normal family?
Could it be that this is the power of love?
Love is really scary. It would be better for him not to fall in love in the future.
However, Awu still admired his wife very much. He was not flattered by the master's attentiveness at all, but seemed to be reluctant to do so.
…
After getting on the carriage, as soon as the carriage started moving, Su Yueling began to arouse Yuan Suijun.
"Help me press my feet."
"My feet hurt. It's all Wu Xiuping's fault. Can't you just plead guilty? It was just a waste of my time."
She felt that Wu Xiuping was the kind of person who harmed others without benefiting himself. Even if he suffered a loss, he would still feel disgusted with you.
It was not the first time that Yuan Suijun pressed her buttons, but before, he usually pressed her shoulders or hands, but this was the first time he pressed her ankles and calves.
Compared with shoulders and hands, feet are undoubtedly a more private place, and ordinary women will not let anyone other than their husbands see each other's feet.
Previously, his mind was overtaken by impulse, so he agreed. Now that his rationality has returned, Yuan Suijun can't help but regret it.
Wu Shu could press her feet, but he couldn't.
He said: "Let Wu Shu come over and press the button for you, and I will change places with her."
Su Yueling: "??"
"are you kidding me?"
Yuan Suijun said seriously: "Don't let other men see your feet."
Su Yueling knew that it was probably the same thing in this era where men and women were allowed to accept and not be intimate with each other.
She said impatiently: "You are not someone else."
As if realizing something, her almond-shaped eyes widened slightly, and she looked at Yuan Suijun as if he was looking at something strange, with a cunning light in her eyes, "Yuan Suijun, aren't you shy?"
Yuan Suijun's eyes shifted slightly, "No."
Ha, I am definitely shy.
"You are so coquettish. It's not like I asked you to take off my stockings. They are all separated by a layer of clothes. There is nothing to be coquettish about."
For someone as old-fashioned as Yuan Suijun, Su Yueling had her own way of dealing with him.
"Ji Ji Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai, if you don't press it for me, I will take off my socks so that you can look at them even if you don't have to look at them." It's just a look at the feet, it's nothing.
Yuan Suijun was immediately shocked by her words. If anyone else had said it, it might have been just a joke. But with Su Yueling's unscrupulous temperament, she could really do it.
While he had a headache and was helpless, secret joy welled up deep in his heart that even he was unaware of.
"That's all."
A gentle sigh sounded.
He picked up a handkerchief and put it in the palm of his hand. Su Yueling put her feet on his knees, and Yuan Suijun gently kneaded her ankles through the handkerchief.
Su Yueling looked at it and felt that his behavior was completely unnecessary.
Su Yueling was wearing socks made of light blue silk today. The socks were a bit clumsy. If he applied a little force, the socks might fall off.
Her ankles are very thin, giving people a fragile feeling that they can be broken at any time.
While kneading, the socks rubbed against the skin and made a gentle rustling sound.
The sound was obviously very soft, but it burned my ears. The heat gradually spread from my ears and spread to my whole body, as if all the blood in my body was burning.
"Does it still hurt?"
Su Yueling blinked, "It won't hurt if I press it for a while."
Yuan Suijun's massage technique is indeed very good, and it relieves the soreness and numbness of the ankle very well.
Yuan Suijun nodded, and after a while, asked again: "Is that enough?"
"good."
Su Yueling reluctantly let him go.
"Then I'll go out and get some air."
As he spoke, he opened the curtain and said to his brother Yuan Suifeng who was driving: "Make room for me."
Yuan Suifeng moved to the left and asked curiously: "Brother, why don't you stay in the car?"
Isn't it more comfortable in the car?
Yuan Suijun said calmly: "The fire inside is burning too brightly, and I can't bear the heat."
That’s it!
Yuan Suifeng smiled heartily and said, "Brother's health has really improved a lot, and he is no longer afraid of the cold." This is really great. Ever since my sister-in-law came in, their family has been getting better and better.
Yuan Suijun lowered his eyelids, and the slightly cold wind blew on his body, but the coolness did not cool down his boiling blood.