Diary of a masseuse

In June 201X, the weather was sunny with haze.

Mr. Ye is too cool to explain.

The traditional Chinese medicine physiotherapy center invested by Mr. Ye is more like a nursing home to be precise. The member customers are regular elderly people. One of them is my acquaintance, Mr. Xie, who was my first regular customer when I was in 'Qing Yun' , is also Mr. Wen's grandfather.

The teacher I followed was a doctoral supervisor in acupuncture and moxibustion. He brought two students, and I was the third.This teacher is a professor tutor at Kyoto University.I couldn't help but have a feeling of turning around and coming back, which is very happy.

Thanks to Mr. Ye's face, the teachers and brothers didn't think that my foundation in Chinese medicine is weak, and they usually teach with all their heart.After four years, I picked up the coursework again, and I was a little uncomfortable.But anyway, he was considered a top student back then, and after working for a few years, his temperament has also settled down. After a few days of adaptation and finding the feeling, learning is not too tiring.

My massage skills here are also considered excellent, and occasionally follow the teacher to massage some customers.

The leisurely life in the health care center is incompatible with the fast pace of Kyoto, but it is a whole of its own.The guests here have obviously experienced the wind and waves, and may not be able to tell from the outside, but every time you talk to them, you can feel a kind of wisdom that has gone through vicissitudes of life between the lines.The ancients said that one knows the destiny at fifty.Each of them is worthy of respect for being able to survive as a leader in their respective fields until now.

The days passed day by day, and half a year passed in the blink of an eye.I learned a lot in the health care center, and it seems that I have a lot of insights, but it seems that I don't, and I don't take it to heart.On the way, Chen Song called several times and complained that Xu Yue Minggui was too busy to be contacted, and the class reunion seemed to be over like this.

High fire, sieving, dry frying, simmering pot, simmering, the soup that has been carefully boiled for more than four hours in my hands has a milky yellow color, I pour out a cup and cover it, and carefully bury the whole casserole Put it into the treated charcoal, get up and wash your hands, and then show the professor with a poured cup.

On the way, I met Mr. Xie and an old gentleman playing chess under a tree. I nodded my head. Just as I was about to walk over, I heard Mr. Xie ask, "Is it for that kid from the Ye family?" I was taken aback for a moment, Nod.

Mr. Xie is Mr. Wen's grandfather, he doesn't care about my affairs but he can't hide it.It's just that Mr. Xie rarely mentioned Mr. Ye so clearly.I couldn't figure out what Mr. Xie meant, so I hesitated and added: "The herbal diet you ordered today will be ready in an hour." Mr. Xie nodded dispensably, seeing that he had nothing else to do, I felt a little Confused, he bowed slightly and left.

When I got to the professor, he had a good evaluation of the medicated diet, and I was very happy.After getting started with some things in Chinese medicine, I found that many of them can be mastered in one way.I have followed my grandfather for more than ten years, and it is much easier to study systematically, so the professor accelerated the progress, and now there are more practices, and herbal diet is one of them.Whenever there is a medicinal recipe suitable for Mr. Ye, I will pick it out and give Mr. Ye a pot.Today's recipe is a rather cumbersome recipe for nourishing the stomach. I have been brewing it for a long time before I finally start it. Today I can bring a pot of soup home again.

When Mr. Ye came back in the evening, I saw the corners of his mouth twitch when he saw the medicinal food on the table, and I couldn't help laughing.Mr. Ye shook his head, and stretched out his hand to embrace me: "Hey, dear, what kind of panacea is it for tonight?" "Stomach nourishing product, I have been up for more than four hours." I raised my head and cheered at him.

I don't know when it started, but naturally, my relationship with Mr. Ye has taken a step forward.As a complete science student, I don't really believe in love.I also don't think the relationship between me and Mr. Ye is something that exists in legends.At the beginning, we both wanted something from each other, we wanted to exchange money, and then our personalities matched, and then I depended on him and his sympathy, and then we mixed into this kind of relationship like a friend, a relative, a lover, warm and harmonious of.

"That should be rewarded." Mr. Ye lowered his head and kissed the tip of my nose, with undisguised love in his eyes.I like looking into his eyes like that, like I'm the only one in the world.

The ring finger of my left hand was covered with something cold. A thought flashed in my mind, and I quickly lowered my head to see: it was really a ring!Platinum ring with simple and chic pattern and mouth shape!I couldn't help shaking hands, and couldn't help but look up at Mr. Ye.Mr. Ye chuckled, stuffed another small box into my hand, and kissed the side of my face: "Help me take it too."

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The ten fingers clasped together, and a pair of silver-white rings, glowed with silver light under the orange light, which seemed inexplicable.Even if I was too tired, I couldn't help but take a look, and then look again.

Mr. Ye muffled a low laugh, and the shock came from my back that was close to his chest.I blushed a little, and felt a little annoyed, so I gave him a gentle bump with my back elbow.

"Are you so uneasy?" Mr. Ye still chuckled, and with a little force on his hands, I rolled over on top of him, separated my legs, adjusted my position and lifted myself up, then sighed comfortably, or lightly Or stroking my body heavily: "Can't believe me?"

One sentence made me feel wronged.When Mr. Ye gave me the ring, he gave his promise.He is not a person who makes decisions lightly, and he does what he says.With this ring, no matter what happens in the future, it can keep me safe for the rest of my life.After all, I don't believe in myself.

"Crying?" Mr. Ye held my chin with a smile in his tone.I gave him an annoyed look.Anyway, I'm also a big man, so I don't want to shed tears over this little thing.

"It's a pity," Mr. Ye shook his head, "Looks like I have to do it myself." As he spoke, he suddenly sat up and bent his knees.Before I could react, the things in my body went straight into the deepest part. I couldn't help but groan, curled up in Ye Chen's arms and couldn't straighten up.

"So cute~" Mr. Ye smiled smugly.

"..." The stimulation just now was too great and too sudden, and I couldn't hold back my physical tears.

I @#￥%&*￥#@%... How can there be such a person in the world? !

"Is there anything else to worry about?" Mr. Ye put his forehead against mine, shaking it gently like coaxing a child, his eyes are deep, like a deep pool washing the night sky.I was fascinated for a moment, and I couldn't help but stare blankly. I didn't react until I felt Mr. Ye's muffled chuckle, and I couldn't help feeling frustrated.

Well, what else can I worry about.As long as Ye Chen is willing, any dissatisfaction with me can be resolved without me knowing it, such as sexuality, sexual intercourse, and my gradually degraded IQ and gradually revealed in front of him. funny character...

The difference in combat power between the two sides is too large, and I was scum in seconds.

Planted in his hands.

"In a good mood?" Mr. Ye raised his eyebrows.

Inexplicably, I wanted to bite him.

"If you're so energetic, then I won't be polite." Mr. Ye smiled like a wolf with a big tail.

I know it's too late.Afterwards, I couldn't help hammering the bed: How can I forget the position that I just suffered a loss in front of me? !Mr. IQ, can you save me again? !