Autumn is getting stronger.

There have been some small changes in the scene of the social office on weekdays.

The "table warmer" that the minister had previously mentioned has finally appeared.

Although the social office has added TV adults in the past, it is already autumn, and it will start to feel cold, so they finally invite the table warmer to come in.

This is a second-hand item from a classmate in the minister's class, and the classmate's family is buying a new table warmer and doesn't know what to do with the old one.

"Ah, it's so warm!"

The minister was immersed in the world of table warming.

Bai Ya even thought that she might just stay in the warm table until spring came.

The warm table is placed on four of the cotton carpets that I got back before, and although only this area has become a Japanese-style space, it is not abrupt at all in this CP department's social office. There are Western-style antiques, table warmers, and old TVs in the social office, and it is the charm of the CP Department that you can mix and match these things into a sense of harmony.

"Hey, Bailan, why don't you come in and sit down!"

"No need, I have a table warmer at home, minister enjoy it!"

"Oh, then don't I have the warm table alone? What a luxury! ”

Today, when the table was first opened, the minister was super happy and in a super good mood. Peace is a good thing.

Sister Ziyin was also playing chess with the world champion as usual today. In the summer, my computer often crashes, but when I feel the temperature getting colder, I suddenly feel very energetic.

While knitting things, Xiao Ting looked at the kettle of boiling water, preparing the next brew of black tea.

Senior Sister Su Qi gulped down the meat, but the "meat of today" was not chickens, cows, pigs and sheep, it was meat that Bai Ya had never seen before—he was a little scared and didn't dare to ask what kind of meat it was.

Bai Ya, on the other hand, is enjoying this peace.

"Ah...... Oops! ”

The minister whispered.

"What's wrong?"

Bai Ya, who was immersed in peace and happiness, still heard what the minister said.

"Uh-uh, nothing...... I just had a numb foot. ”

Although he said nothing, the minister still shouted "it hurts" and frowned.

Bai Ya immediately stood up and ran to the minister's side.

"I'll help you, our Bai family - there are traditional treatment methods!"

"Really?"

The minister looked expectant.

Bai Ya nodded vigorously.

"It's like this—"

Bai Ya grabbed the minister's feet from his over-the-knee socks with both hands—

Start kneading non-stop.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts——! Pain, pain, pain, pain! ”

"It hurts, but it's getting better faster!"

The minister began to struggle.

She kept kicking, but every time her foot was grabbed back by Bai Ya, she couldn't escape at all. Bai Ya still kept kneading.

"Stop, stop!"

"It hurts even more if you stop now. With a little patience, it won't hurt anymore soon. ”

Knead, rub.

"I, I'm going to die—I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die! You guy! I'm going to die! ”

"Well, although everyone says so, they don't actually die."

Bai Ya continued to rub mercilessly—the minister finally almost cried.

"Stop!"

Her eyes were filled with tears, and her voice became faint. Bai Ya let go of his hand-

"Okay, it's over."

The former minister has stopped struggling for a while, and Bai Ya has been observing when the "treatment" operation will end.

"Look, isn't it going to be okay right away?"

Bai Ya asked.

The minister rubbed his tearful eyes.

That tearful appearance makes people feel her weakness - usually you can't see this side of the minister, Bai Ya can't help but think that she is quite cute like this.

"That's how everyone in our family is cured!"

"I absolutely ......"

"Huh?"

The minister whispered. Bai Ya asked suspiciously.

“…… I absolutely will not go to your house again! ”

The minister made it very clear.

She pouted, not looking away.