Chapter Seventy-Two: I'm sorry Representative Wang, I'm swollen to you

Massage is a method that can reduce the burden on the body's muscles while burning a lot of calories to burn fat and eliminate toxins through sweat.

Wang Luo has a unique massage technique, specially prepared for Park Ji-yeon.

Because Park Ji-yeon used to practice too much every time, but she had various injuries to her body muscles, frequent cramps or something, so Wang Luo thought of using this way to relax her.

Every time, Park Ji-yeon can't stop crying, which is also Wang Luo's usual trick to punish Park Ji-yeon's naughtiness.

Because Wang Luo didn't dare to beat Park Ji-yeon, nor did he dare to murder Park Ji-yeon, because Wang Luo was picked up by Park Ji-yeon's grandfather and sent back to the migrant worker under the fence, this habit became a habit.

It has also become Wang Luo's doting on Park Ji-yeon.

However, this method was quite useful at first, Park Ji-yeon cried and cried every time she was tortured by Wang Luo, but then she slowly got used to it, and she also discovered the benefits of massage, and gradually seemed to be addicted, but provoked Wang Luo from time to time.

Although the process was painful, it was really comfortable afterwards.

Every time after being massaged by Wang Luo, Park Ji-yeon slept soundly, and she had no dreams all night, that is, she would wake up in the morning with a lot of sweat on her body, sticky and uncomfortable.

Park Ji-yeon woke up from the feeling of being wet and sticky again, and before she could open her eyes, Park Ji-yeon felt a little pain in her chest.

Frowning, before she could open her sleepy eyes, Park Ji-yeon's small hand touched her chest and touched a rough and wide claw.

Park Ji-yeon blinked, her little face and neck flushed at a speed visible to the naked eye, biting her lip, Park Ji-yeon endured her shyness and took that hateful claw out of her shirt.

Looking at the white and tender soft flesh on her chest with a few reddish marks, Park Ji-yeon felt that she was about to burn.

glared fiercely at Wang Luo, who was still sleeping, Park Ji-yeon propped up her upper body, buttoned up a few shirts that she didn't know when she was unbuttoned, and bit her lip and glared at Wang Luo with a crimson face.

"Perverted." Park Ji-yeon looked at Wang Luo blankly for a while, snorted softly, and then crept out of bed, stepping on the floor barefoot and walking towards the bathroom.

She is so sticky and uncomfortable, and when she finishes taking a bath, she must make Wang Luo look good.

Listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, Wang Luo, who had been 'standing up' on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes, there was no sleepiness in his eyes, he let out a sigh of relief, looked at his right hand, and showed a lewd smile.

This right hand of his is really intelligent, he doesn't use his brain to instruct himself to act every time, he likes this kind of thoughtful and assertive hand.

Wang Luo got out of bed with a yawn, first went to the kitchen to process the Chinese medicine, poured it into a casserole, put it on the stove to warm it, and then added several medicinal herbs.

When the medicine has a strong and pungent smell, turn off the heat and pour the Chinese medicine into the thermos cup you have prepared.

This thermos cup is equipped by Weihan Company, Wang Luo didn't want money, so he asked Liu Zaixun for a whole box, anyway, he didn't want money.

A casserole of Chinese medicine, pour a full three cups.

Just three meals in the morning, noon and evening.

Traditional Chinese medicine does not mean that it is only good when it is hot, but some individuals need hot gas to volatilize the medicinal effect, and most Chinese medicine can be drunk even if it is cold.

Wang Luo cleaned his things, sniffed and sniffed, and the room was indeed infected with the smell of Chinese medicine.

"Hmm, what does it smell like?" Park Ji-yeon, who was wrapped in a bath towel and wiping her hair, pushed open the bathroom door and asked with a frowning face full of disgust.

"Chinese medicine, I'll give you some in two days." Wang Luo yawned and tried to squeeze into the bathroom from Park Ji-yeon.

Unexpectedly, Park Zhiyan straightened up, pushed Wang Luo against the bathroom door, pressed Wang Luo with her delicate body, bared her little white teeth and showed a smile, and then opened her small mouth to bite a certain point on Wang Luo's chest under Wang Luo's shocked gaze.

Wang Luohu stared at him and let out a miserable scream.

Hey, hey, perverted uncle! It hurts so much to make you scratch me!

Park Ji-yeon smiled in her heart while biting.

"Why is there your clothes in my closet?" Wang Luo's face was gloomy, the beard on his face seemed to have grown a lot, and he clutched his chest and looked depressedly at the colorful clothes in the closet that obviously did not belong to him.

"You care about me?" Park Ji-yeon was wearing a freshly washed shirt from Wang Luo, her white and tender little legs were on the coffee table, her fair-skinned and plump legs were exposed to the air, and she was concentrating on applying nail polish in her hands.

Wang Luo looked at it from this angle, and he could just see the Winnie the Pooh grinning at him.

Wang Luo pursed his lips, snorted lightly, took out his shirt and suit from the closet, and put them on his body one by one.

"You look too old-fashioned, you look old, you look old, and you look almost fifty like this." Park Ji-yeon looked at Wang Luo, who was wearing a dark suit shirt, and said disgustedly.

"You care about me?" Wang Luo glanced at Park Ji-yeon: "Don't you have to practice today?" I see that Girlhood practices every day, and you are also a star, why are you so idle. ”

"Because we're confused." Park Ji-yeon shook her little head and looked at the toenails that had been painted by herself with satisfaction, stretched out on the coffee table, and her five round and small toes kept opening and closing "Are they good-looking?" ”

"Beautiful." Wang Luo swept his eyes and said without hesitation, "What does paste mean?" ”

"It's just that it's not popular." Park Ji-yeon snorted lightly, "Do you have to be so unappetizing!" ”

"I'm going to work, making money to support my family, I can't compare with you, a child who is pasty at home, what if I am also confused." Wang Luo rolled his eyes, thinking of Park Ji-yeon's frank tone when she said that she was confused just now, and joked with a smile.

"I raised you, didn't I always use pocket money to support you before." Park Ji-yeon pouted and blew her little feet.

"You can't support me for the rest of your life, you have to get married." Wang Luo chuckled, put on a down jacket and touched the wallet in his pocket, and pursed his lips.

took out his wallet and counted ten pieces of 50,000 yuan Korean entertainment and handed it to Park Ji-yeon, "Take it and spend it, don't tell others that I have used your pocket money, especially, Girls' Generation." ”

Park Ji-yeon's eyes lit up when she saw the money, she unceremoniously snatched it and put it on the table, and glanced at Wang Luo, "Work hard, make more money, do you know?" ”

Wang Luo rolled his eyes and reached out to rub Park Ji-yeon's head, "Let's go, you should go home early." ”

After speaking, Wang Luo went out with a thermos cup.

Hearing the door closed, Park Ji-yeon put down the nail polish in her hand and looked around at this huge room, which was now the only one in the room.

Wang Luo, who had just gone out, was the owner of this house.

I looked at the won on the coffee table.

Wang Luo, who had just gone out, was the owner of these won.

And now, she is the only one in this house, and these won are also hers alone.

Park Ji-yeon remembered that when she was a child, every time her father went out to work, and then threw some money to her mother, it was almost exactly the same as Wang Luo's actions just now.

What does this mean? It means that she is the hostess here.

Thinking of this, Park Ji-yeon happily rolled on the sofa, not caring about her own spring, because no one could see it.

The empty room echoed with Park Ji-yeon's silver bell-like laughter, swearing that the owner was happy......

Wang Luo didn't know that his home had been forcibly crowned as the hostess by Park Ji-yeon, if he knew, he would definitely spank Park Ji-yeon's little ass and feel the elasticity he had coveted for a long time.

The little ones are all daydreaming.

Wang Luo stood in front of the pink gate of Girls' Generation, looked at the time, and it was not yet nine o'clock, but at this time, they should get up.

Wang Luo rang the doorbell, and the video doorbell lit up after a while, and a slightly swollen face filled the screen, startling Wang Luo.

Although Wang Luo is face blind, he can still see the shape and size of his face clearly.

"Ah, I'm sorry Representative Wang, it's swollen to you." Kim Taeyeon's apologetic voice came over the intercom.

The corners of Wang Luo's mouth twitched, revealing a smile that was not too embarrassing, "Taeyeon, it's not very swollen." ”

"So early, what's the matter?" The door was opened, and Kim Taeyeon covered her little face, and her fingers split to reveal a pair of obsidian-like eyes, looking at Wang Luo.

"Well, I'm blind, you don't have to cover it." Wang Luo said with a smile.

Kim Taeyeon was even more ashamed.

"Is so-young up?" Wang Luo asked with a smile.

"Not yet, I came back last night and went to sleep." Kim Taeyeon did not let go of his hand and maintained his dignity, "You come in." ”

"It's not convenient, you haven't gotten up yet." Wang Luo said this, but one foot had already stepped in.

In fact, Kim Taeyeon was just talking casually, but I didn't expect Wang Luo to be so shameless.

"Hehehe, it's okay, they didn't wake up anyway." Kim Taeyeon stepped aside and said awkwardly.

"I brought her medicine, and this is good for her illness." Wang Luo stood in the foyer, holding up the bag in his hand, but his eyes were scanning the living room to see if he could find any surprises.

It's a pity that the living room is no different from yesterday except for some messy fast food packaging on the table.

"Is it medicine? So in a thermos cup? Kim Taeyeon asked curiously, looking at the quilt in the bag.

"It's Chinese medicine, and it works." Wang Luo smiled.

"Chinese medicine?" Kim Taeyeon snorted softly, "It's the legendary thing that is countless times bitterer than Korean medicine?" ”

"It's not that exaggerated." Wang Luo smiled: "This must be drunk." ”

"This, you should give it to Cui Xiuying yourself, she is most afraid of bitterness, and she will definitely not drink it. I can't help it. Kim Tae-yeon shrugged.

Wang Luo frowned slightly, he had long been accustomed to the taste of Chinese medicine, and he didn't feel how bitter it was, but he forgot that there were still most people who couldn't adapt to the taste of Chinese medicine.

Wang Luo looked at the bag in his hand and fell into deep thought.

Counting the medicinal materials that came for free, he had already spent more than 300,000 yuan for these medicines, and if Cui Xiuying was sick and had been bad, it would be difficult for him to enter the task stage.

If you can't get into the mission, it means you can't get the fifteen million in payment.

Counting inside and out, Wang Luo felt that he had lost at least 30 million.

Wang Luo had a pain in his flesh, and he felt that he had tried his best to let Cui Xiuying drink these medicines!

You have to drink it too!