However, in the eyes of a man, she was undoubtedly feeling guilty and had nothing to say.
A cold smile appeared in his throat. Before he could make a mockery of her, from the corner of his eyes, he saw the woman's hand reach towards the hem of her bathrobe.
Subconsciously, he wanted to grab onto that slender wrist, but he didn't expect that the woman's sudden action would reverse the situation.
Knowing he was going to stop her, Pei Loyi reflexively grabbed hold of the man's hands and pressed them against his wrists to the sides of the pillow.
This scene happened in a split-second. When the two of them reacted, they were stunned.
The warm light shone evenly on the two overlapping figures, and the slowly moving air started to heat up.
Pei Luoyi's black and white eyes were wide open as she looked down at the man beneath her. Her expression changed slightly, and her mind stopped spinning. She was completely unable to think.
It was as if he had seen this scene from some love story.
At that time, he had deliberately called such a scene by its name.
Two words suddenly popped up in her mind.
Sh * t.
Could this be the legendary … A bed?
She … A man appeared? Or was he Yun City's most reserved and expensive man?
If she had gone back a month, she would probably have slapped herself awake.
But it was true, the reality of the pain.
Ambiguity spread in the air, fermenting.
Pei Luoyi did not move, and the man did not speak either.
His deep eyes examined her. His gaze was indifferent, as if he had tacitly consented to the situation being vaguely maintained.
"Cough cough, about that, you … Don't move, I'll help you press the button and leave. "
She hurriedly let go of her hands and propped herself up on the edge of the bed. A look of confusion and embarrassment flashed across her face, and she had no choice but to raise her hands to pull back the strands of hair that had fallen by her ears.
Gong Yan looked at the woman without opening his eyes, lightly responded, "Mhm."
His sudden obedience made her uncomfortable, but in the end she did not say anything.
Pei Luoyi found a chair and moved it to the bedside and sat down.
The man had adjusted himself and was lying on his back, leaning against two pillows folded behind him, his long legs spread out flat.
The woman had lifted the hem of the bathrobe from her ankle to just above the knee.
Without the heart to prepare for such a sight, Pei Luoyi couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.
She had never thought about what a pair of legs that had undergone an operation in a car accident would look like, and because men usually wore suits and pants, she knew that their legs were inconvenient, but she never thought that the legs wrapped in western pants would be like this …
Her breathing suddenly became heavy, and her fingertips trembled as she stroked the numerous scars that had already taken on a flesh-colored hue.
The expression on the man's face was concealed in the dim light, and his gaze towards the woman was especially unclear.
His legs seemed to have frightened her, the legs, just looking at them, might have been frightened by the crisscrossing wounds. However, by now, he had already become numb to it.
"Do you have any oil?"
She looked up at him and asked, her gentle and quiet little face still revealing traces of her emotions that had yet to completely fade.
Gong Yan looked at her for a while, until she put away the sadness in her eyes. Then, he took out the brown glass bottle from the bedside cabinet and handed it to her.
There was a special kind of massage oil in the room. It should be used frequently.
Realizing this, she suddenly felt something tightening around her.
Unscrew the cap, pour the essential oil into the palm of your hand and rub it open.
The woman's soft, warm palm slowly pressed down on the man's leg. Her strength was well controlled.
She was very serious, and there was even a hint of piety on her elegant face. Her gaze was reserved and focused, and she did not even notice that the man's gaze had always been fixed on her side face.
The discomfort of her calves was gradually dispelled, leaving only the feeling of a woman's soft, boneless hands pressing down on her skin.
Very comfortable.
She said she had learned a thing or two, but he felt no worse than the other doctors who had pressed him.
Did her subjective feelings give her points? The man suddenly felt confused.
If she hadn't run away in the car accident …
He tilted his head back and slowly closed his eyes.
As soon as this hypothesis appeared in his mind, he did not hesitate to extinguish it.
It was no longer possible to repeat what had happened, so it was meaningless to assume it.
The essential oil gradually evaporated from the massage, and the faint scent of lavender slowly filled the entire room.
Pei Luoyi pressed down on her hands. Her wrists were slightly sore, but her hands did not stop moving.
She turned her head to the side and looked at the man who was resting with his eyes closed. "Do you usually do it yourself or do you let the servants help you?"
Hearing that, the man's eyelids opened a slit, then closed again. He lazily replied, "Do you think that I'm so crippled that I need the help of others?"
Pei Luoyi was about to retort, "Then why are you letting the pain go without a care?"
However, when he thought that asking would only make him more unhappy, he gave up on this idea.
With a sudden change in tone, he said, "I just don't think it's convenient for you to press your own button. Otherwise, calling a professional doctor would be good for you."
"There's no need for that," the man said flatly. "He's almost recovered."
Pei Luoyi nodded and did not reply, instead concentrating on pressing the button.
Actually, he hadn't used his walking stick for the past few days, and she could see that he was almost completely fine. If he hadn't used his walking stick today, he would have been able to recover more stably.
Thinking of this, her feelings were mixed once again.
As for her, she couldn't do anything without taking some responsibility for herself.
She suddenly quieted down, and Gong Yan opened his eyes to look at her. Seeing that her forehead was covered in a thin layer of sweat, he suddenly smiled, "Otherwise, from today onwards, you will do my best to buy you with 10 million yuan. Since you are so expensive, you can also be considered to be useful in developing this skill."
Pei Luoyi's hands paused for a moment and she tilted her head to look at him. Her delicate and charming face broke out into a smile. "You might have forgotten that I won't be living here from tomorrow onwards."
He had promised her at dinner that he would let her go back tomorrow.
He had forgotten about this.
The smile on her lips gradually faded. Suddenly, she regretted letting her go so quickly.
However, after a new thought flashed across his mind, the corner of his mouth revealed a hint of a smile.
Pei Luoyi didn't see him and pressed the button for another five minutes before a wave of sleepiness hit her. Only then did she realize that it wasn't early anymore. Furthermore, after pressing it for so long, the man's complexion seemed much better than before.
She got up and went into the bathroom to wash her hands. Then she went out and picked up the cell phone that was on the table. Seeing that the man was reading a book, she pursed her lips and left without disturbing him, closing the door at the same time.
The sound of the door closing was not loud. The large room regained its silence.
Gong Yan put down the book, stared at the dark door and thought for a while before getting up and getting off the bed.