It has everything, but it is also a building in the middle of a building, living room, dining room, kitchen, bathroom, bedroom, including guest room and bar café seats.

It's simply a few floors downstairs that makes no difference.

Even, the decoration is more exquisite and luxurious.

Is it necessary to make the exact same place in one more move?

This man is really extravagant to the extreme.

Here, eighty percent is of any other use.

Don't care about asking more, Tong Ran first helped the soaked Mo Nanjue into the bedroom, helped him change the wet clothes on his body, and after putting on his shirt, he was just about to hand him the towel, when the man leaning on the head of the bed suddenly pressed her hand, and asked with his eyes, "What, no massage?"

……

He actually remembers the massage?!

…… She was also secretly glad he had forgotten.

However, it's been so long since he came out, and he has changed his clothes, does he still feel pain?

"You don't speak, do you mean you regret it?" the man let go of her hand and rolled over to the side, "You can get out of the way." ”

……

Well, Tong Ran admits that she actually really wants to regret it.

But couldn't he say anything other than to tell her to get out of the way?!

And, like this, he ...... How do you feel like a scoundrel?!

The more Tong Ran thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, how could it be that he came out of the bathtub just to come here and let her massage him......

Also, drug toxicity attacks, that place...... Does it really hurt?

Should he ...... Are you lying to her?

"You, I can also press it when you sit up," Tong Ran thought for a while, it was better not to go against him, Chen An said that everything should go well, "You sit up, I will support you." ”

"I can't sit up, my back hurts. ”

……

He didn't do any strenuous exercise, how could his waist hurt?!

Why did she think he was a scoundrel more and more?!

No, this man has never been passing through!

"Where does your back hurt?"

"Forward waist. ”

Tong Ran helped him up and leaned against the head of the bed, "Here?"

"A little further down. ”

"This place?"

"A little bit more. ”

"Is this it?"

The conversation was repeated as the man had expected.

Tong Ran helped him massage a few times, in fact, to be honest, she did learn a little bit about massage when she was a child, she looked at his face, "Is this strength okay?

"Yes. The man narrowed his eyes, the languidness in the corners of his eyes indicating that he was clearly enjoying it, and looked at her with an inquiring look, "Have you studied before?"

She rolled her eyes, why was this conversation so strange, "I haven't learned." ”

The man grabbed it, "Who else did you press?"

"......," she said without looking him in the eye, "no one." "That's her business, so why bother to explain so much to him?

Mo Nanjue obviously couldn't let her go like this, his tone suddenly became cold, "Tong Ran, do you want to talk about it?"

The movements in her hands didn't stop, and she didn't even lift her eyes, "Mo Nanjue, why do you have to know about my past?"

"You want to tell me who you have a past with?" the man's face sank, "What kind of big brother Luo is that?"

"......," Tong Ran looked up at him, "I'll tell you when I return the pocket watch." ”

Mo Nanjue stared at her coldly, "You still think that you are here, and you haven't suffered enough for that broken watch?"

"......" Tong Ran pursed her lips tightly, and did not argue, because that thing was important to her, and she felt that it was worth it to endure hardships in order to protect important things.

Mo Nanjue's face became more and more cold, what does this woman mean? He had a cold face, "Have you helped that surnamed Luo massage before?"

The surname Luo? This title was changed, Tong Ran shook his head, "No, I only helped my uncle massage, and his legs and feet are inconvenient, so I have seen the method on the Internet." ”