unrivaled gymnastics

Gu Xiaofei felt very sad just by imagining it.How can such a serious injury be called "no big deal"?Xiao Xuechen must have been so stubborn because he was afraid that he would be worried...

"Um... are you still in pain? If it hurts, I'll rub it for you..." He is not a doctor, so he doesn't know how to help Xiao Xuechen, so he can only do his best to make Xiao Xuechen feel more comfortable.

"How many years have passed, of course it doesn't hurt anymore."

"Really?" Gu Xiaofei looked suspicious, "There is an old man in our village who once broke his leg, and then his leg hurts when it rains. Just say it hurts, don't bear it yourself, I won't laugh at you. "

"..." Seeing his serious and sincere expression, Xiao Xuechen was speechless. He didn't know whether to explain that his injury was not the same as an old man's fracture, or to try to convince him that he really had no pain.

After getting along these days, he found that Gu Xiaofei is the kind of person who likes to give and give.Some people satisfy themselves by asking and getting. If you want to please them, you have to pamper and spoil them in every possible way, offering the best things in the world with both hands.But some people affirm their own value by being "needed".Gu Xiaofei is such a person.Rather than giving him valuable things, it would be more pleasing to him to ask for them.

Children who grow up in orphanages are always afraid of being abandoned, as if they are just a defective product that has been eliminated in the world.But Gu Xiaofei didn't grow into a cynical middle school boy, but a good kid who is working hard now.Only by trying to show his own importance and making himself an indispensable person can he feel safe.

——Is that so, if he is not needed by me, will he feel uneasy?

"Then you can give me a massage tonight." Xiao Xuechen said.

As expected, Gu Xiaofei immediately agreed cheerfully, the flying and satisfaction in his eyes could not be hidden, like a child entrusted with a heavy responsibility by the teacher in a class activity.

After the meal, Gu Xiaofei urged Xiao Xuechen to take off his clothes and lay down on the bed. He jumped behind him, put his palms on the raised back muscles, secretly wiped the oil a few times, and then slowly began to massage.

"Your techniques are quite professional, who did you learn from?"

"Ms. Su taught it! Teacher Su knows Chinese medicine very well, this is Chinese massage." Gu Xiaofei said, "How about I help you with tidying exercises..."

"No." Xiao Xuechen interrupted him.Gu Xiaofei still vividly remembers how Gu Xiaofei fell ill after saving people with tidying up exercise last time, Xiao Xuechen can't let the tragedy happen again.

"Really?" Gu Xiaofei's tone sounded a little disappointed.

"We martial arts practitioners practice internal strength differently from ordinary people. If you use whatever you want...to organize your exercises, it might backfire." Xiao Xuechen searched his brains and finally found a decent excuse.

"So serious? Then I don't need it." Gu Xiaofei gave up obediently.

His technique is sometimes light and sometimes heavy, which is quite comfortable.Xiao Xuechen felt a little drowsy after being tired all day.

After the Devil's Cult was attacked, he didn't dare to turn his back on others for a long time, and he was always in fear.When was the last time I was so relieved to hand over my back to others...

Gu Xiaofei pressed the button for a while, and found that Xiao Xuechen hadn't moved, so he leaned down and whispered in Xiao Xuechen's ear, "Hero Xiao? Xiao Xuechen?... Dust?"

Xiao Xuechen didn't even respond to "Chenchen", it seemed that Xiao Xuechen was fast asleep.Gu Xiaofei simply lay down next to him, propped his head up to observe his sleeping face.His Daxia Xiao looks so good-looking even in his sleep, with such long eyelashes and such a straight nose...

Gu Xiaofei yawned and became confused...

The next day, he was woken up by the phone ringing.He fumbled for the cell phone next to his pillow, and saw that the caller was Fang Xinhe.

"Boss, what happened early in the morning?"

"Oh, it's nothing. I have something to ask you. Registration for the amateur groups in each division of the martial arts tournament has started. Do you want to join?"

"...Martial arts conference? Competition area? Amateur group? What is that? What does it have to do with me? Why should I participate?" Gu Xiaofei was full of black question marks.

Just as Fang Xinhe was about to explain, he heard Xiao Xuechen's stern voice from the other end of the phone: "What are you doing on my bed?"

Then there was Gu Xiaofei's pitiful excuse: "I... this... I'm not... I didn't..."

Fang Xinhe's little gossip radar immediately started to work, pricking up his ears not to let go of any movement—my nephew, I didn't expect you to be with Xiaofei... Tsk tsk, my circle is so messed up!