Chapter 540 Royal Masseur

I don’t know if it was to show off in front of Xu Youyu that she was also pursued by boys.

Jiang Feiya agreed to Song Yu's request to come to the table for dinner.

After getting Jiang Feiya's approval, Song Yu waved his fist happily, and then couldn't help looking at Li Luo and thanking him: "Senior, you are my lucky star! Every time you are around, I can make a breakthrough!"

Li Luo: "... Stop talking, go eat something quickly. By the way, have you had lunch yet?"

"No." Song Yu scratched his head. "The military training was really tiring. I went back to the dormitory at noon, took a shower, and fell asleep for a nap. I just woke up not long ago."

"Then eat more. You're welcome." Li Luo pushed the brother's shoulder and walked towards the table.

The poor kid was so deeply poisoned that Li Luo couldn't do anything about it.

Thinking about it this way, my good brother Zhao Rongjun can still be saved.

And whether it is Qiao Xinyan or Xu Yinghuan, at least they are much more reliable than Xu Youyu's roommate.

Returning to his seat, Li Luo asked Song Yu to sit down and asked him to sit next to Jiang Feiya.

Zhao Letian just ate the meat and didn't mind the extra people. Xie Xiuying had no objection and just focused on eating her vegetables.

Only when Zhao Letian and Xu Youyu picked up meat for her would she whisper thank you, then put the meat in her mouth and chew it for a long time.

After lunch, Li Luo took Xu Youyu out of the store and walked back to the dormitory campus entrance from Ningshan Avenue with several roommates.

However, today is Sunday and classes will not officially start until tomorrow, so Xu Youyu naturally had no plans to go back to the dormitory directly.

After saying goodbye to his roommates at the dormitory gate, Xu Youyu followed Li Luo back to Bi Hai Lan Ting. As soon as he got home, he lay down on his bed, moaning comfortably.

"I didn't ask you at the dinner table just now, how is the preparation of your new book going?" Li Luo followed him into Xu Youyu's room, leaned against the door with his arms folded, and looked at the plump salted fish on the bed, "Can it be prepared for uploading in the next two days?"

"Yes, I've told Qianzhou." Xu Youyu buried his head in the pillow and said in a muffled voice, "The books will be distributed this Friday."

"Has the beginning been finalized?" Li Luo asked again.

"The beginning of the fifth version I sent you before." Xu Youyu turned his head and looked at Li Luo. "You said before that the rhythm was a bit slow, but I still like to write it this way. Later, I changed the sixth and seventh versions according to your suggestions. The rhythm is indeed much faster, but it is not the style I want to write."

"That's fine, let's go with the fifth edition." Li Luo smiled and shook his head, "You wrote the book, so your own feelings are the most important."

Li Luo had read Xu Youyu's "Gu Dao Chang Qing" in his previous life. To be honest, Li Luo had read the beginning of her book many times.

For Li Luo personally, as a reader who prefers a fast pace, he will easily be lost if the pace is too slow at the beginning.

But Li Luo is also very clear that authors like Xu Youyu, who attach great importance to the texture of the plot and the release of foreshadowing, find it difficult to accept a stage where the story quickly enters a series of exciting moments right from the start.

how to say.

The advantage of writing like Xu Youyu's is that it will have a good reputation, but the results may not necessarily be better.

Most people have limited aesthetic standards, so books that focus more on foreshadowing and plot texture are naturally of higher quality, but impatient readers may not spend their time to immerse themselves in them.

In the past, in the era of paper books, the absolute number of books was not large due to the limitations of productivity.

Good books are even rarer.

But in the information age, the emergence of the Internet has led to the emergence of a huge number of novels.

For readers, the problem is not that there are no books to read, but that there are too many books. This has led to a large number of mediocre works squeezing out traffic, and finding good books has become a matter of panning for gold in a mountain of shit.

Simply put, it is not enough to just have good books.

If the quality of a book is good enough, out of a hundred readers, seventy of them will stay.

But at the end of the month, if only a thousand readers see your book on the website, then you only have seven hundred readers.

The quality of the other book is average. Only thirty out of a hundred readers stay, but the traffic exposure it receives in a month is as high as 100,000.

Then he would have thirty thousand readers.

It's very simple mathematical principle.

The website's new book PK system is not perfect.

Books like Xu Youyu's, which start slowly, are inherently limited.

Books that rely on gimmicks and early highlights to gain exposure are unlikely to reach a million words, or even if they do, the plot will collapse early on.

However, since Xu Youyu doesn't like that model, Li Luo won't force it.

After all, Xu Youyu himself is not a new author. He has fans of books accumulated from his previous book. With the help of Li Luo, he will not be at a disadvantage during the new book period.

"I think the theme of the spiritual energy revival you provided me is eye-catching enough in itself."

Xu Youyu lay on the bed and said confidently, "I think the kind of writing that starts with a gimmick is far less attractive than your world view design."

"This kind of attraction needs to be gradually released as the text is laid out." Li Luo shook his head and laughed, but did not say more. "Anyway, it's good that you have made a decision. Next, save the manuscript well."

"Ah~ Don't tell me about writing!" Xu Youyu was overwhelmed when he heard that he had to save the manuscript. "I just finished military training and my body hasn't recovered yet!"

"There are only five days until Friday." Li Luo walked from the door to the bedside, raised his hand and patted someone's perky butt, "At least write 4000 words every day, so that when the book is published, including the beginning you wrote, there will be about words in reserve."

"You're so annoying." Xu Youyu turned his head away from him and snorted to show his resistance.

The next second, she felt her waist sink. She turned her head and found that Li Luo was riding on her.

"W-what are you doing?"

"Aren't you tired? Let me give you a massage." When Li Luo said this, he had already stretched out his hands, placed them on Xu Youyu's shoulders, and began to knead them gently.

"Hmm..." Xu Youyu felt very comfortable being pinched by Li Luo. He lay on the bed and couldn't help but humming softly, closing his eyes and enjoying it silently.

But after a while, Xu Youyu opened his eyes again, rolled his eyes a few times, then turned his head and said, "Stop for a moment."

"what happened?"

"It's a bit uncomfortable to press like this."

"Why are you uncomfortable? You even groaned just now, and you're still uncomfortable?"

"Oh, you talk too much." Xu Youyu rolled his eyes at him, then said, "Get down first, I'll take off my clothes and then you can press me. It's not comfortable through the clothes."

Li Luo: “…”

Li Luo was speechless now, and immediately got off Xu Youyu. After watching her take off her top, she lay back on the bed.

At this time, there was only a small thing left on Xu Youyu's upper body, but this thing could hardly be called small among its peers. Even if Xu Youyu lay down, he could see its size from the side.

Li Luo stood beside the bed and inevitably took a few more glances. When he looked up again, he met Xu Youyu's half-smile, which made him cough immediately and touched his nose to cover up his embarrassment.

"Then I'm here?"

"Come on." Xu Youyu winked at him, "It's not like I haven't seen you wearing a swimsuit before."

"Can this be the same?"

"Why is it different?" Xu Youyu rolled his eyes. "Just because swimsuits are used for swimming, it means it's much better than what we have now?" This is not wrong.

So why is it okay to wear very little when swimming, but not okay at other times?

Li Luo thought about this question in his mind, returned to the bed, sat on Xu Youyu's waist and continued to massage her.

"My neck is so sore here too." Xu Youyu hummed in enjoyment while instructing Li Luo, "Go down further and press more along the spine. Mm~ so comfortable~"

Xu Youyu usually lacks exercise, and after nearly half a month of military training, he is really tired.

Especially since she has been typing for a long time and sitting in front of the computer, she feels a little sore in her neck, waist and back.

It is not obvious now when you are young, but if you continue to sit for long periods of time in your twenties or thirties, some minor problems will emerge.

In her previous life, Li Luo often massaged Xu Youyu's neck and knew where she felt most comfortable.

At this moment, all these skills were put into use, and Xu Youyu was immediately immersed in the refreshing massage service.

But the thin strap across the back was really a nuisance, so Xu Youyu simply flipped his right hand back and hooked his fingers to untie the thin strap.

The thin strap instantly separated into two sides and fell limply on Xu Youyu's fair jade back, which made Li Luo stunned for a moment.

"No...what are you doing?"

"This is more convenient." Xu Youyu shook his body gently, and the thin straps slid down along the sides of his jade back.

Thus, the entire slender back, as white as jade, was completely displayed in front of Li Luo.

"What are you daydreaming about?" Xu Youyu reminded softly. Li Luo on his back suddenly woke up and silently stretched out his hands.

When his palm moved down along the spine and passed by the small piece of back skin that had been covered just now, Xu Youyu suddenly let out a soft hum.

There were still some shallow marks left on it from being tightened by the thin tape. Li Luo rubbed it for a while as if he had obsessive-compulsive disorder, and the marks quickly faded away.

Compared to his own hands, Li Luo's hands were obviously rougher than those of girls, and his palms were also bigger and warmer, feeling warm when pressed on his back.

Xu Youyu's cheeks flushed slightly, and countless novels he had read popped up in his mind. He couldn't help but twist his legs.

However, Li Luo's hands were quite honest and he did not take this opportunity to touch other places secretly.

So after massaging for about twenty minutes, Li Luo stopped and asked, "Are you feeling better?"

"Hmm~" Xu Youyu hummed, and raised his butt, "How about massaging your legs too? I'm so tired from standing all the time during military training."

"Row."

"Wait a moment." Xu Youyu saw Li Luo turning over, so he slightly raised his hips, with his upper body still lying close to the bed, and his hands went to his waist, silently taking off part of his jeans, "The rest is up to you."

In her current position, if she tried to take off her pants completely by herself, her upper body would inevitably have to be lifted up.

Although Li Luo really wanted to see it, Xu Youyu was not open to that extent yet. His cheeks were already red, and he didn't even dare to look at Li Luo.

So the remaining steps were completed by Li Luo himself.

Putting the jeans aside, Li Luo looked down.

Her long hair was loose and her beautiful body was lying down.

Only a red item that Li Luo had picked out personally at noon remained.

Silently sitting on Xu Youyu's waist, this time Li Luo turned his back to Xu Youyu's head, and his hands fell on the smooth and delicate thigh skin.

……

Ever since returning from a summer trip to Yuzhong City, Yuan Wanqing had enrolled Yan Zhusheng in a private music tuition class.

So Yan Zhusheng went out to attend classes in the morning, and only came back from there after having lunch at his teacher's house at noon.

At about one o'clock in the afternoon, Yan Zhusheng returned to Bi Hai Lan Ting. As soon as he walked in, he looked down at the shoes at the door and determined that Li Luo and Xu Youyu were at home.

But there was no one in the living room or the kitchen.

Standing in the corridor and looking towards Li Luo's master bedroom at the end, the seat in front of the desk was also empty.

So Yan Zhusheng turned his attention to Xu Youyu's room.

Because there was no one at home just now, and Li Luo just walked into the house with the intention of chatting with Xu Youyu about the new book.

So the room door was never closed.

Yan Zhusheng went straight to the door of Xu Youyu's bedroom, took in the scene inside at a glance, and immediately narrowed his eyes.

"Senior, what are you and Li Luo doing?"

The moment he heard Yan Zhusheng's voice, Li Luo was startled, but after realizing that it was Zhusheng and not Xixi, he felt a little relieved.

"Nothing." Xu Youyu blushed slightly, but after all, she and Yan Zhusheng had the experience of fighting against a gun together, so she didn't mind being seen by Yan Zhusheng. "I was so tired from the military training, so I asked Li Luo to give me a massage."

"Why do you have to take off clothes for a massage?" Yan Zhusheng walked into the bedroom, glanced at Xu Youyu's white back and legs, and asked seriously.

"It's not very comfortable to press through clothes." Xu Youyu said this, and then turned his head to remind him, "Don't stop."

"Oh oh." Seeing that Yan Zhusheng didn't react much, Li Luo turned his attention back to Xu Youyu's calf and began to knead it gently.

Watching this scene, Yan Zhusheng couldn't help but walk to the end of the bed and stare at Li Luo.

Li Luo felt a little scared when he was stared at. He couldn't help but look up and asked, "Why are you standing here?"

"I'm also very tired from practicing the piano." Yan Zhusheng stretched out his hands and said, "Give me a massage too."

"Sure, I'll give you a massage after I finish massaging her." Li Luo nodded in response, then sighed in his heart.

After being Tony's teacher, I became their exclusive masseur.

But just when Li Luo agreed, Yan Zhusheng silently pinched the corner of his clothes and took off his short-sleeved top. The next second, he was about to take off his pants. Li Luo's eyes widened instantly and he shouted to stop him: "What are you doing?!"

"Massage." Yan Zhusheng said seriously.

"Your hands get a little tired when you play the piano. Why are you taking off your clothes when you press your hands?"

"It's uncomfortable through the clothes." Yan Zhusheng said honestly.

"You don't wear clothes on your hands!" Li Luo frowned and thought to himself, didn't you even read the questions before copying the homework?
"I don't care." Yan Zhusheng took off his pants and lay down on the bed, imitating Xu Youyu's posture.

Looking at the two beauties lying on the bed, Li Luo fell into deep thought for a moment.

At this moment, Li Luo's cell phone vibrated.

He took out his cell phone and saw that it was Ying Chanxi who called from school.

"Hello? What's wrong?"

(End of this chapter)