My Rich Husband Is Jealous of Himself (MTL)

Chapter 6 - Housing Separation

At half past four in the middle of the night, Su Yiran got up in a daze and went to the bathroom.

When he came back to climb up again, he suddenly felt vaguely as if something was wrong.

His confused brain was not clear yet. His men subconsciously touched the bedside, but touched it empty.

Su Yiran woke up and turned on the light doubtfully. The bed next to him was empty. Where's Ting Ge?

I went to the bathroom just now, but I didn't seem to see the Ting Ge people?

He sat up and looked at the alarm clock. It's only past four and thirty. It's impossible to go out now so early.

Su Yiran shouted, "Ting Ge?"

Without a response, he got out of bed and went to look for it.

He remembered that last night, he seemed to be massaged by Ting Ge. Because he was too tired and comfortable, he fell asleep unconsciously, so he didn't know when Ting Ge slept.

He went out of the bedroom and walked around the living room, balcony, kitchen and bathroom without seeing anyone. Finally, he opened the door of the study and found that Ting Ge was sleeping on the sofa bed in the study.

The sofa bed is narrow and short. Gu Yuanting is tall and long-handed. Now he is aggrievedly huddled in this sofa, with his feet and feet exposed outside the sofa.

Su Yiran didn't know what was going on. He was worried that Gu Yuanting was not feeling well, so he came here to sleep and pushed him forward and said, "Brother Ting, Brother Ting?"

Gu Yuanting was pushed back by Su Yiran. Before he opened his eyes in the dark, he subconsciously grabbed his hand on his shoulder and suddenly raised his hand and pressed his hand on the sofa.

"Ah!" Su Yiran was so cold that she didn't realize until she was pressed on the sofa. She was confused. "It hurts, Brother Ting, what are you doing?"

Gu Yuanting found something wrong in the middle of his action just now. He quickly said lightly. If he really wanted to do his best, Su Yiran's arm could be twisted by him.

Unexpectedly, Su Yiran still shouted pain. He quickly let go of his hand, frowned and turned on the study light to check Su Yiran's arm: "Let me see."

Su Yiran sat up and moved her left arm twice. She felt as if it was okay: "I'm fine, Brother Ting."

Gu Yuanting turned a deaf ear and unbuttoned several pajamas on Su Yiran. He asked him to expose his left shoulder naked. He was relieved because he didn't see the pan-blue and red.

He pressed several places on Su Yiran's left shoulder a few more times and asked, "Does it hurt like this?"

When he was pressed somewhere in the shoulder and back joint, Su Yiran felt a little pain. He shrank: "A little."

It's a little twisted. It's not serious. Gu Yuanting rubbed Su Yiran's shoulder joints for a while, and then went to the acupuncture point he just said hurt: "How about it?"

Su Yiran magically found that it didn't hurt at all: "Okay."

He felt amazing, so he handed it over with his wrist: "But the wrist still hurts."

Gu Yuanting's hand grabbed his wrist just now, just like iron pliers. Although he relaxed his strength later, he still hurts at first.

Only then did Gu Yuanting see that Su Yiran's white wrist really turned red pitifully.

...It's too delicate. He obviously doesn't use much force.

Gu Yuanting had to hold Su Yiran's hand and began to rub his wrist. He carefully held the force and gently rubbed it for him.