China Entertainment Zero Two Ordinary Actor

Chapter 776 Give Jingtian a foot massage

Fang Yu's car drove smoothly on the road to the hotel, and the atmosphere inside the car was a little subtle.

Jingtian leaned on the passenger seat, holding her high heels in her arms. The pain in her ankle made her frown slightly from time to time, but she was more depressed in her heart.

Fang Yu's eyes switched back and forth between the road ahead and Jingtian. He observed Jingtian's condition from time to time and asked with concern: "Does your foot still hurt?"

Jingtian shook his head, with a hint of stubbornness in his voice: "It's okay, I can bear it."

Fang Yu didn't say anything more, but silently turned on the music in the car. The soft melody echoed in the car, adding a touch of warmth to the slightly awkward atmosphere.

As time went by, Jingtian's mentality gradually calmed down a lot.

She knew that Fang Yu didn't do anything wrong. He was the one who sprained his foot because of his harsh words. She began to reflect on her behavior and was no longer so resistant to Fang Yu's concern.

Finally, the car slowly drove into the hotel's underground parking lot. Fang Yu parked the car and turned to look at Jingtian: "We're here, do you need me to help you?"

Jingtian looked at her ankle. Although the pain still persisted, her self-esteem and independence made her unwilling to appear weak in front of Fang Yu.

Jingtian's face blushed slightly, she lowered her head and said no more.

Jingtian felt that his palm was still disgusting, and his hand was hanging in the air, not daring to touch it anywhere.

"Wash it twice more. I just told the waiter that the medical kit and disinfectant will be delivered later. Don't worry."

Fang Yu tightened his grip. He raised his head and glanced at Jingtian, with a hint of ridicule in his tone: "Why, are you afraid that I can't wash your hands clean? I'm a producer, so why can't I wash your hands clean for you? Or? "One."

When Fang Yu saw this, he rushed forward, but at this moment, Jingtian's hand was already holding the trash can, avoiding the embarrassment of falling.

The elevator door opened, Fang Yu helped Jingtian into the elevator, and pressed the button for her floor. The elevator rose slowly, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere seemed a bit silent.

Fang Yu stood by the car, following Jingtian closely, ready to step forward to help at any time. Jingtian tried her best to maintain her balance and walked towards the elevator with one skip step at a time. Her back looked a little lonely and helpless.

Not long after, Fang Yu came over with a basin of water and brought it to Jingtian.

Jingtian sat by the bed, looking at Fang Yu's busy back, feeling a little guilty in his heart.

Jingtian hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand.

Of course, although she is said to be the heroine, in fact, the heroine's role in "The Showdown" does not exceed three minutes.

She knew that Fang Yu was protecting her self-esteem and didn't want her to be embarrassed by the stains on her hands.

"Come on, the disgust you felt when you saw your hands just now is more disgusting than any disgust expression I have ever seen on the set. Come on, let me wash it for you. Stop talking."

She turned back to Fang Yu and smiled awkwardly: "Look, I said I can do it."

"You sit down first, and I'll get you a basin of water to wash your hands first." Fang Yu helped Jingtian sit down by the bed, then turned and left.

But in the end, was it because you were afraid of delaying the filming?
"Oh okay" Kageda finally agreed.

Jingtian was stunned. She didn't expect Fang Yu to say that, but then she thought about it and realized that what Fang Yu said made sense. If her foot injury affected tomorrow's shooting, it would be a big problem.

Arriving at the floor, Fang Yu helped Jingtian out of the elevator and came to the door of her room. He took the room card clipped on the back of the phone case from Jingtian, opened the door, and helped her in.

Jingtian was amused, and she shook her head: "No, I just think it's too troublesome for you to do this."

Jingtian nodded, opened the door, and took the first step carefully. Her movements were a little clumsy, and every time she landed, the pain in her ankle made her take a breath.

Fang Yu sighed, took out a pack of tissues from his pocket and handed it to Jingtian: "Okay, don't be so harsh. I'll help you back to the room and show you your feet."

She took a deep breath and tried her best to smile: "It's okay, I can do it myself."

Jingtian: "."

"I-I'll wash it myself."

Fang Yu's palms were warm and his movements were gentle, carefully cleaning every inch of her skin.

'He is quite considerate. He knows how to wash my hands. '

"Give me your hand." Fang Yu's voice was concise and unquestionable.

"No, no need." Jingtian quickly refused. She didn't want to trouble Fang Yu anymore.

Seeing Fang Yu's serious look, Jingtian felt warm in his heart.

"I'll do it myself." Jingtian muttered, trying to withdraw his hand.

He pulled up a chair and sat down, motioning for Kageda to dip his hand into the water.

Jingtian leaned against Fang Yu. She could feel Fang Yu's body temperature and strength, and felt a warmth in her heart. She knew that although Fang Yu looked cold on the surface, he was actually a very careful and considerate person.

Fang Yu frowned slightly, obviously uneasy, but when he saw Jingtian's firm eyes, he didn't insist. He just reminded softly: "Then be careful."

She knew that her willfulness today had caused Fang Yu a lot of trouble, but she could also feel Fang Yu's concern and care.

However, just when she was about to reach the elevator, Jingtian suddenly slipped, lost her balance, and was about to fall. She instinctively reached out and tried to grab the trash can next to her to steady herself.

Fang Yu shrugged: "What's the trouble? You are my heroine. If I don't take care of you, who will take care of you?"

Fang Yu stepped forward, carefully helped Jingtian up, let her center of gravity rest on him, and then walked to the elevator step by step.

Her expression froze for a moment, and when she looked down, she saw that her hand had indeed accidentally pressed on a sticky thing on the trash can.
"Ah!" Jingtian screamed and quickly retracted his hand, his face full of disgust.

"No need for anything, don't delay my shooting." Fang Yu's tone contained a hint of order.

Fang Yu stopped, with a hint of helplessness on his face: "Indeed, you can, but you seem to have touched the phlegm on the trash can."

Fang Yu finished washing Jingtian's hands but did not dry them for her. Jingtian was stunned for a moment. Before he could say anything and take off the towel, Fang Yu went to get water again.

Jingtian didn't expect Fang Yu to be so attentive, and he immediately forgot all about the bad experience he had just had at the beach.

Not long after, the door to the room rang. Fang Yu went to get the medical kit and carefully disinfected Jingtian's hands. After ensuring that the cleaning work was in place, his eyes turned to Jingtian's ankles.

He gently covered her feet with his hands and began to carefully examine her injuries.

"Does it hurt?" Fang Yu's tone was filled with concern.

Jingtian shook her head. Although the pain on her ankle was still there, she didn't want Fang Yu to worry too much: "It's okay, it's not particularly painful."

Fang Yu observed it carefully for a while, then pressed it a few times to determine the extent of the injury: "Well, it doesn't seem to be a big problem, it's probably a slight sprain. I'll massage it for you, then apply ice, and we'll see how it goes tomorrow."

"Ah? Give me a massage?" Jingtian's view of Fang Yu couldn't help but change a little. She couldn't understand Fang Yu as a man.
Wash your hands because you want to touch my hands, right?
Massage my feet.
Before Jingtian could suspect Fang Yu, Fang Yu took action.

Fang Yu's fingers pressed precisely around Jingtian's ankles, and every movement revealed professionalism and experience!

His techniques are sophisticated, and his thirty years of pedicure skills are perfectly displayed at this moment!

Jingtian looked at Fang Yu quietly, her eyes closely following his every move. Her heart was full of surprise and admiration. She didn't expect Fang Yu to have such a skill!
Misunderstood!
He really knows how to do it!

What am I thinking.
Fang Yu is a god who has won many awards at home and abroad. Will he think highly of me? not necessarily
As expected, Fang Yu told Jingtian about acting skills while pressing the button.

"You have to start from your true feelings"

Fang Yu's palms were warm, his movements were gentle but powerful, and every press was just right. Jingtian felt that the pain in his ankle was gradually reducing, replaced by a sense of comfort that he had never experienced before!

Jingtian couldn't help but make a slight noise. This was a sound he couldn't help but make, and it was a natural reaction.

But Fang Yu didn't seem to hear it, and as if he was used to hearing it too much, he didn't even raise his head and focused on his "work".

A warm current surged in Jingtian's heart, and she felt that her feet became extremely relaxed under Fang Yu's massage.

She had never experienced such a professional foot massage. Fang Yu's skills surprised her and she enjoyed it!
Fang Yu's massage continued for a while until the muscles around Jingtian's ankles were completely relaxed and the swelling was significantly reduced.

[Your pedicure leaves Jingtian still unsatisfied, pedicure +7, do you want to start it again? 】

This was the first time Fang Yu saw such a prompt. He shook his head and continued pressing.

Fang Yu's fingers pressed precisely around Jingtian's ankles, and he seemed to know every degree.

His technique was sophisticated, starting from the Kunlun technique on the ankle and gradually moving downwards. Every press was just right. Jingtian felt that the pain in his ankle was gradually reducing.

Following Fang Yu's massage, Jingtian's face showed an indescribable sense of comfort.

The original pain between her brows slowly dissipated, replaced by a warmth rising from the soles of her feet. This feeling gradually spread throughout her body, making her feel an unprecedented sense of relaxation.

When Fang Yu's fingers pressed Taixi Xue on the inside of his ankle, a surprised expression flashed across Jingtian's face, and then turned into deep relaxation and satisfaction.

A smile unconsciously appeared on her lips, as if all the pressure and discomfort were released at this moment.

Fang Yu continued upward, along the spleen meridian of the calf, pressing each degree, including Sanyinjiao and Zusanli.

Jingtian's breathing became slow and deep, and she almost fell into a half-dream and half-awake state. Every pressing and kneading by Fang Yu was just right, making Jingtian feel extremely comfortable.

When Fang Yu pressed the button halfway up the mountain
Tiantian trembled involuntarily!
There was an expression on her face that was a mixture of surprise and extreme relief. She had never thought that a pedicure could bring such an intense experience! This is so exciting!
[Your pedicure is unforgettable for Jingtian, pedicure +10! 】

Fang Yu raised his head and glanced at Jingtian, thinking: There are so many cunts out there! Ah, no, there are so many people who gain experience.

Fang Yu's massage continued for a while until the muscles around Jingtian's ankles were completely relaxed and the swelling was significantly reduced.

He stopped the massage, then took out some ice cubes from the refrigerator, wrapped them in a towel, and placed them gently on Jingtian's ankles.

Jingtian moved his ankle and was pleasantly surprised to find that the pain had been greatly reduced. She looked at Fang Yu, her eyes filled with gratitude.

Although she didn't speak, her eyes conveyed her thoughts.

Fang Yu stood up, looked at Jingtian, and said softly: "Just apply ice, and you should be fine tomorrow."

"Um"

Fang Yu waved his hand: "It's okay, you should have a good rest. Depending on the situation tomorrow, I will arrange specific shooting or let you rest. Go to bed early."

After speaking, Fang Yu turned and left, leaving behind a tall figure.

Jingtian sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the direction Fang Yu left, with mixed feelings in her heart. Although her experience tonight was a bit embarrassing, it also gave her a deeper understanding of Fang Yu.

Jingtian lay on the bed, closed her eyes, and kept replaying the scene in her mind of Fang Yu washing her hands and giving her a foot massage.

She felt her heart beating violently in her chest, and a feeling she had never felt before spread in her heart.

Maybe, this is the feeling of heartbeat.

At dawn the next day, Jingtian was still half asleep when he was brought back to reality by a knock on the door.

"Who?" she asked drowsily.

"Me." Fang Yu's voice came through the door panel.

Jingtian woke up a little in an instant. She didn't expect Fang Yu to knock on the door, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of expectation in her heart: "What, what's wrong?"

"I thought it might be inconvenient for you to go out in the morning. The team assigned you a car to go to the set. The license plate number is djj223." Fang Yu's voice was calm and concerned.

Jingtian felt warm in her heart. She didn't expect Fang Yu to be so careful. She was about to say thank you, but she heard Fang Yu add: "I'm leaving first, you take your time to prepare."

"Wait!" Jingtian shouted hurriedly. She got out of bed, walked to the door in a few steps, and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, Jingtian revealed half of her bare face, with a hint of nervousness and expectation on her face: "I, I'll take your car, now, let's go now."

Fang Yu was a little surprised. He looked Jingtian up and down and seemed to be considering her proposal: "Shall you take my car? It's still early. I made an appointment with Lao Liu and used his kitchen to show him my study results." . And you don’t need to put on light makeup?”

Jingtian was stunned for a moment, and then she realized that she was still wearing pajamas and had nothing painted on her face. Her face couldn't help but blush: "I, I can just draw pictures in your passenger seat. By the way, can I try your cooking?"

Fang Yu was amused by Jingtian's straightforwardness, and he nodded: "Your abacus is making a lot of noise, okay, I'll give you five minutes to sort it out."

"I'll wash my face and come out and wait." Before Jingtian finished speaking, he had already rushed into the bathroom.

Fang Yu stood outside the door, listening to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, with a helpless smile on his face.

Five minutes later, Jingtian walked out of the bathroom. She had simply washed up and put on a little light makeup on her face. She looked very energetic.

"Let's go." Jingtian showed a bright smile to Fang Yu.

Fang Yu nodded, turned around and walked out, followed by Jingtian.

"Is your foot okay?"

"Well! It doesn't hurt at all! Your massage is really useful!" Jingtian smiled happily and murmured softly: "It would be great if you charge a fee. I can massage it with you every day."

"You? You want me to have a pedicure and pay for it? Your salary is not enough. I only need one million to apply for a card here."

"Then, then I can only work hard to make money in movies."

(End of this chapter)