Song Chumo was lying on one side, saw her come in, casually said "sit", and continued to massage her legs.

It was raining lightly outside, and his leg seemed to be gnawed by tens of millions of ants, and it was as if he had been pricked by a needle, and it was painful.

The massage would be slightly better.

Ning Jiao sat opposite him, she wanted to lie down and sleep, but she was woken up after sleeping for more than two hours, and she was very sleepy now.

But seeing Song Chumo massaging his legs, looking very uncomfortable, thinking that his legs would hurt on a rainy day, Ning Jiao bit her lip, sat down secretly, and asked with a smile: "Lord Wang, do you need my help?" ”

"No, you don't." Song Chumo glanced at her, and said in a faint voice: "Aren't you sleepy, let's sleep for a while." I'll call you when I get there. ”

Ning Jiao felt that this was not good, her legs hurt and she was sleeping, so she moved to the man's side and said to him with a smile: "Now that I am not sleepy, I will still massage the prince for a while." ”

Song Chumo didn't refuse this time, he answered lazily, lay there flat, and let Ning Jiao's little hands massage his legs.

The little woman's hands were very soft, and she didn't seem to exert any strength during the massage, like a kitten scratching, not only did not let the leg pain be slightly relieved, but some of them were more painful and itchy.

Song Chumo endured it for a while, then reached out and pressed her: "Forget it, I'll press it myself." ”

Ning Jiao blinked her eyes: "Am I not pressing well??" ”

Song Chumo: "It's good. ”

"Then why ......?" She was full of doubts, since she also thought it was good, why not let her continue the massage.

Song Chumo was silent for a while and said, "Itchy." ”

Ning Jiao instantly showed an expression of "so it is": "It turns out that the prince thinks that my attack is too light, I said it earlier, I was afraid that my attack would be too heavy and hurt the prince." ”

After speaking, he massaged it with more force.

It's just that she didn't use much force just now, but this time she used too much force, and Song Chumo's face turned hideous in pain: "You...... Tap!! These three words were squeezed out of the gap between the teeth almost through the teeth.

Ning Jiao's face was full of innocence: "Is it heavy?" Then I'll tap again?? ”

Then reduce the force, which is no different from the force that the kitten scratched before.

She couldn't tell what was going on.

Song Chumo shook his head: "Forget it, don't press it." ”

"Huh??"

Ning Jiao watched the man turn over and turn his back to her, massaging herself, and faintly felt that she was disgusted by him.

She clearly pressed it according to his meaning, lightly pressed the key point, pressed it heavily and lightly, there was nothing wrong with it.

It's hard to serve.

Ning Jiao pursed her lips, and suddenly felt a little sympathy for Guan Xiang, who had served him for many years: how did she endure it? Is she used to it or Song Chumo hasn't let her massage it??

After thinking about it for a while, Ning Jiao felt that the latter was more likely.

But she couldn't help but think: Then Song Chumo agreed to give him a massage, does she have to thank him? ?

…

The carriage departed from the Mowang Mansion when it was ugly, out of the city gate, it was all the way to the suburbs, the wilderness and mountains, and there was no one to go except for the carriage that came to the capital from other places in the middle of the night, and it was very quiet.

Ning Jiao was originally very sleepy, but after massaging Song Chumo's legs and being a fresh wife, she suddenly became less sleepy.

She pulled up on the window of the carriage and lifted the curtain to look out.

Today seems to be the night of the full moon, and the night sky is reflected with a round bright moon, which is bright in color, and it looks like a large cake fried to golden, which makes people look a little ...... The urge to eat it in one bite!