"Miss Shen, the third master is already waiting inside."

Yu Qi's words reminded her of the need for a massage.

She nodded, pushed open the door and walked inside.

The light in the room was dim, and there was no sound at all.

She didn't see anyone there, and said softly, "I'm in." ”

"Come here."

The cold words startled her.

Subsequently, the lights were much brighter.

She saw Jiang Zhan's location clearly, it seemed that he had just taken a shower, his hair was still wet, and he was still holding a towel in his hand, which seemed to have been wiped by himself.

Qingyan noticed that his hair was not dry, and the ends of his hair were still dripping with water.

"Your hair hasn't dried yet, why don't I help you?"

He lifted his eyes to look at her, hesitating.

Before he could agree, Qingyan walked up and took the towel in his hand.

The fingertips touched, and the heart was crossed.

Jiang Zhan was silent.

Realizing that his hair might not be able to dry with a towel at this time, she asked, "Do you know where the hair dryer is?" ”

Then, Jiang Zhan glanced at the cabinet next to him, "In the second drawer." ”

I'm afraid he won't find it, Yu Qi put it in just before leaving.

Originally, he wiped his head like this, but after he became disabled, he never asked Yu Qi to help him.

Qingyan nodded, walked over and opened the second drawer, took out the hair dryer inside, and walked back.

Then, the sound of a hair dryer sounded.

She reached out and gently stroked the hair on Jiang Zhan's head and began the blow-drying process.

In a few moments, the fragrance of shampoo instantly filled the room.

At this time, both of them were silent and did not speak, only the noisy sound of the hair dryer.

More than ten minutes passed.

"Alright." Qingyan turned off the hair dryer and walked over to put it back in its place.

Jiang Zhan raised his eyes to look at her, and a hint of strangeness flashed in his eyes.

**

Qingyan found the medicine box in the room, and his eyes fell on Jiang Zhan's body: "Then now we can massage the leg muscles." ”

To massage, the person has to lie down in bed.

In the end, it took a long time to help Jiang Zhan to bed.

Qingyan raised her eyebrows and looked at the man on the bed, just like a little piglet waiting to be slaughtered, at her mercy.

As if he knew what was going on in her head, Jiang Zhan glanced at her coldly.

She laughed dryly and began to massage her leg muscles in a serious manner.

After more than 30 minutes, the massage finally ended.

Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief, this was simply a work of strength.

"In fact, this kind of massage should be performed every day, several times a day, to effectively prevent the muscles from continuing to atrophy."

Jiang Zhan nodded.

**

After Qingyan walked out, Yu Qi walked in.

He spoke slowly: "That third master, I asked Miss Shen just now, she can teach me this massage method, and I can also massage the third master when the time comes." ”

Jiang Zhan lifted his eyes and glanced at him casually.

That cold gaze made Yu Qi couldn't help but shiver a little.

Third master, what's wrong? It looks like he's not happy.

"Third master, I'm ......"

Thinking of the massage technique just now, Jiang Zhan glanced at him and said lightly: "If you can learn it, it's fine." ”

The point of this sentence is to learn two words.

Yu Qi was stunned for a moment, is this difficult?

……

The next day, Qingyan, who was still asleep, was awakened by a knock on the door.

She got out of bed, walked over and opened the door, and looked at the visitor with sleepy eyes.

"Miss Shen, good morning." That was Yu Qi's voice.