The big guy kept dying and became a white moonlight

Aunt Jiang turned around in doubt when she heard the words, "Well, what's wrong?"

Shen Chixiu waved to her, "Come here."

Aunt Jiang frowned suspiciously, then crawled over and sat on the edge of the bed.

As soon as he came over, Shen Chixiu stretched out his hand to hold Aunt Jiang's right hand. He felt the girl's body pause, and looked at him suspiciously.

Shen Chixiu didn't say anything, the young man held the girl's little hand with his slender and white phalanx, and gently rubbed the girl's phalanx with the pulp of his thumb.

From the little finger to the thumb.

One after another, moving slowly.

Aunt Jiang was a little confused at first, but with the movement of Shen Chixiu rubbing the fingertips, Aunt Jiang knew what Shen Chixiu meant.

The young man's movements are familiar and gentle, his fingertips seem to be hot, and every time he rubs her, her sore, sore fingers can't help but feel relieved.

Aunt Jiang's frown began to relax.

Quite comfortable.

Shen Chixiu rubbed all ten of her fingers, and then rubbed her wrist after rubbing.

Aunt Jiang asked him, "How did you do this?"

After asking Aunt Jiang, she seemed to have thought of something, and silently closed her mouth.

What a stupid question she was asking.

Shen Chixiu is a professional e-sports player, he goes through high-intensity training every day, how could his hands not hurt.

For e-sports players, hands are their most important and inseparable injury.

Pain in the hands, tenosynovitis, sore shoulders, inability to lift the neck... these are the norm.

But since the physical condition of each professional player is so important, there will naturally be corresponding relief methods.

Sure enough, Aunt Jiang heard Shen Chixiu say lightly: "Well, the doctor in the team taught us the technique."

Shen Chixiu let go of Aunt Jiang's hand and reached out: "Give me the plaster."

Aunt Jiang reached out and touched behind her, and put the plaster she found in Shen Chixiu's hand.

Shen Chixiu took the plaster, and pressed her wrist with his fingertips, "It hurts here?"

"Ah."

In fact, Aunt Jiang didn't feel much at first, but who knew that when Shen Chixiu pressed his fingertips so lightly, Aunt Jiang immediately felt the swelling pain of her tendons being stretched.

Shen Chixiu tore off a piece of plaster and stuck it on that place.Then he pressed the other wrist for her and asked her where it hurts.

After the plaster was applied, Shen Chixiu threw the trash into the trash can in the bedroom.

"Don't you want to post it?"

Aunt Jiang saw that Shen Chixiu seemed to be about to turn around and lie back, and asked him.

Shen Chixiu didn't take it seriously, "I'm fine."

He is different from Aunt Jiang. Aunt Jiang has been playing games for almost a whole day, but he just played with Aunt Jiang for a few hours at night.

Furthermore, he was used to this training mode and didn't feel much about it.

Aunt Jiang turned around, took out the middle part of the plaster that she had cut out from the plaster box, and divided it into two parts.

Aunt Jiang put the plaster box on the bedside table, then got off the bed, sat on the floor, and moved towards Shen Chixiu.

"Why did you come down?" Shen Chixiu, who was leaning against the wall, looked up at her, put down his phone, and asked her.

Aunt Jiang didn't answer, she just lowered her head and reached out to press the floor, "It's quite comfortable."

There are several quilts on the floor, which are very soft, and you can't feel the hardness and coldness of the floor at all.

While talking, she moved over and said to Shen Chixiu: "Stretch out your hand."

Shen Chixiu saw the plaster in her hand, knew what she wanted to do, and said, "It's okay, I don't need it. It's getting late, just lie on the bed and sleep after a while."