1970s: Hot wife accompanies the army, cold-faced rough man is not easy to tease

Chapter 144 Can you take off your clothes by yourself?
It was his first time feeding someone, and it felt pretty good. Gu Qingye even felt a little unsatisfied.

The most painful muscle strain is on the second day, but at least you can still feed the baby for another day tomorrow.

Gu Qingye finished his meal in three minutes and rinsed the pots and pans in ten minutes. The bombardier left the room and the masseur came on line.

There was no such thing as beautiful or loving each other. He just pinched her and Lu Youyou screamed as if her bones were broken.

Gu Qingye withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted: "Is it too heavy? Does it hurt?"

Lu Youyou's eyes were filled with tears. It hurts, how could it not hurt!

Her pain nerves are now a hundred times more sensitive. Massage is like torture, and she wants to die if she is touched.

Gu Qingye was reluctant, but if he didn't press it now, he would definitely not be able to move tomorrow.

"Be patient. Massaging a muscle strain will heal faster."

Lu Youyou knew it of course, but the pain was an objective reality and it was not easy to endure it.

She didn't dare to scream too loudly, otherwise the people next door would think something illegal was going on here.

She was caught off guard just now, and when Gu Qingye's hand pressed down again, all she could hear was sobbing.

Such words almost danced on Gu Qingye's nerves, and he could not get rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind even if he tried his best.

In addition to the arms, shoulders and neck, the back and waist also needed massage. Although there was clothing between them, the slender waist that could be held in his palms was in his hands. Coupled with the intermittent whimpers, Gu Qingye felt as if a wildfire was burning from his body to his heart.

Lu Youyou lay on the bed, feeling like the days were passing by like years. Little Zhenzhu had already wet her pillow. She didn't want to cry, but she couldn't control herself at all.

"Okay, I'll help you up."

There was nothing unusual in Gu Qingye's voice, and his hands were still steady, but his heartbeat in his chest was as loud as a war hammer.

He turned around slowly, holding the deer in his hands, and his dark eyes unexpectedly met a pair of tearful eyes.

Gu Qingye's Adam's apple slid slightly, and just as he was about to speak, the "severely tortured" victim's eyes turned red.

Lu Youyou didn't know why she was so fragile. She was in so much pain that she wanted to hit someone, but she cried for no reason when she saw the culprit.

Gu Qingye held the soft ball of marshmallow in his arms. Just as he wiped away a tear, another hot tear dripped onto his fingertips.

Lu Youyou leaned on Gu Qingye with her back against his chest. She felt wronged and wanted to hit him, but unfortunately she couldn't raise her hands. She could only glare at him, and the more she glared, the more tears came out.

"sorry."

Gu Qingye couldn't bear to see Lu Youyou cry. Whenever she cried, he felt that he was deeply sinful.

"What do you have to be sorry about?" Lu Youyou tried to argue, "These are physiological tears. I didn't cry."

"If I make you cry, I'm wrong." Gu Qingye couldn't get up, so he could only wipe the water marks on Lu Youyou's face with a pillowcase. "You can hit me or scold me. If you can't hit me, remember it first. I'll hit you when you get better."

Lu Youyou chuckled. What a weird thing! Just remember what it means to be unable to hit it.

"It has nothing to do with you, why are you taking it upon yourself?"

"Your problems are all about me."

The close gaze made Lu Youyou blush: "If you want to hit me, do it yourself. I won't hit you!"

Gu Qingye nodded and agreed. Lu Youyou wanted to cover his mouth, but she forgot that she was a disabled person. She cried out in pain just as she was about to raise her hand.

"Ouch--"

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Gu Qingye asked nervously.

"It's okay, it's okay. I just wanted to raise my hand but couldn't."

Lu Youyou was in tears.

What should I do? I definitely can’t take a bath. What about brushing my teeth and washing my face? Should I ask Gu Qingye to do it for me?
Gu Qingye: "Wait for me."

Lu Youyou nodded casually, still immersed in the sadness of being unable to take care of herself. Soon, Gu Qingye came in with a basin of water.

"Soak your feet first, I'll take you to wash your face later."

Lu Youyou couldn't move her upper body and could only watch him take off her socks and roll up her trouser legs.

Gu Qingye first scooped up some water: "How is it, is the temperature suitable?"

Lu Youyou nodded, not understanding how it had suddenly developed to the point of washing feet.

Gu Qingye didn't dare to use force. He just pinched it lightly, and a red mark appeared on the tender tofu-like instep.

The white feet formed a sharp contrast with the wheat-colored arms, and an electric current was generated where the skin touched, rushing to both sides.

Lu Youyou shivered on her toes, and Gu Qingye raised his head: "Hot?"

She shook her head. The water temperature was just right, but she was a little scared.

Maybe five minutes passed, or maybe ten minutes later, Lu Youyou stared blankly at Gu Qingye as he carefully wiped her clean with a towel, then put on slippers, picked her up and walked out of the house.

Lu Youyou felt like her brain wasn't enough: "You, you...what are you doing?"

"Wash your face."

It was only one meter above the ground, but it felt like climbing Mount Everest. Lu Youyou felt dizzy and a little short of oxygen.

When you are short of oxygen, you tend to think about all sorts of random things. For example, when doing a princess hug, you should hug the other person's neck, but Comrade Princess is now "high paraplegic".

"Hold on tight, I don't want to fall."

Lu Youyou really wanted to slap herself in the face. What the hell was she talking about? ! ! !
"It won't fall."

Gu Qingye's voice sounded with a hint of laughter, and his arms tightened a little.

Her face was resting on the side of his neck, and if she raised her head slightly she could touch his jawline.

Lu Youyou didn't dare to move anymore, not even to breathe loudly. If she really got close to him, she couldn't imagine what would happen next.

Standing in front of the sink, she didn't need to do anything. Gu Qingye washed her face, rinsed her mouth, and even applied perfume. She didn't have to walk, as he carried her in and out and then to the bed.

"Can you take off your clothes by yourself?"

"can!"

This cannot be done, no matter how painful it is!
Aa ...
It really hurts!

Gu Qingye had already left, and Lu Youyou's expression instantly flew into outer space. Even an eighty-year-old woman didn't have as many wrinkles on her face.

Taking off one sleeve was like being tortured to death by slow slicing. Fortunately, she was wearing a cardigan. If it was a pullover, it would have been more convenient to just cut it open.

Needless to say, I could only bend half of my pants, and the rest had to be rubbed off. After twisting left and right, I finally managed to pull the pants down.

I never thought taking off clothes could be so tiring!
After taking it off, I couldn't even lie down. As I fell backwards, the muscles in my back were all working.

Quadratus lumborum, latissimus dorsi, erector spinae, levator scapulae...

Even going to the gym may not allow you to exercise in so many areas. In the future, anyone who wants to exercise doesn’t have to waste money. Just do farm work.

She couldn't help but murmur, and when Gu Qingye heard the noise, he appeared at the door. Seeing how hard she was struggling, he immediately stepped forward and helped her lie down.

"Why didn't you call me?"

Lu Youyou angrily yelled at him, "What are you talking about? I asked you to help me get some sleep?"

Gu Qingye was stunned for a moment and then smiled, looking at her like a ferocious kitten.

(End of this chapter)