Hearing Song Yue's words, Yao Manrou was stunned at first, but quickly reacted.

She glanced at Song Xi and said to him, "Xiaoxi, you clean up the table and clean the kitchen, and I'll talk to your sister about something." ”

Song Xi was a little confused, Yao Manrou and Song Yue wanted to talk, what did it have to do with him cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks?

However, before he could refuse, Yao Manrou and Song Yue had already gotten up and walked towards the gym.

Just finished eating, I need to take a walk to eat.

Song Yue and Yao Manrou have something to say again, and it is not convenient to go out to talk.

What if someone hears it?

Mother and daughter simply went to the gym.

There are two treadmills in the gym, and Yao Manrou and Song Yue happen to have one each.

The two walked up, chose the walking mode, and the treadmill soon began to work.

They talked as they walked.

Yao Manrou's voice was very gentle: "Yueyue, do you have anything to say to me?" ”

Song Yue called her this time, but she didn't have anything else, she just wanted to check Yao Manrou's body.

She asked Yao Manrou to put her wrist on the armrest of the treadmill and give her pulse as she walked.

Yao Manrou was a little worried: "Yueyue, will this not be allowed?" ”

Exercise will cause the heart rate to increase, and other TCM doctors will make the patient sit and put a small soft cushion under the wrist when checking the pulse.

How can it be like Song Yue?

Song Yue said lightly: "It's okay, I'll just take a look." ”

Exercise does affect the heart rate, but Yao Manrou walks very slowly, and for Song Yue, this effect is nothing.

She put her fingers on Yao Manrou's wrist, felt it carefully for a while, and then knew it in her heart.

Yao Manrou's body is much better now than when she first came back.

It's just that after all, I have been stimulated for a long time, and I still have to continue to recuperate.

Song Yue pondered for a while, silently formulated a meticulous and thoughtful recuperation plan for Yao Manrou, and began to talk about other things.

About beauty shops and factories.

Yao Manrou has always been in charge of these two things, and as soon as Song Yue mentioned it, Yao Manrou kept talking.

Before you know it, an hour has passed.

Song Yue didn't feel anything, but she was worried about Yao Manrou's body, so she stopped.

Sure enough, when Yao Manrou walked down from the treadmill, her face changed.

Song Yue hurriedly helped her: "How is it?" Is your leg uncomfortable? ”

Yao Manrou smiled gently: "It's not a big deal, it's just a little sour." ”

Song Yue said: "Then go to the living room, you go to the sofa and lie down, and I will massage you." ”

Yao Manrou didn't object, she is really not comfortable now, and after the massage, it should be much better.

Song Yue helped her back to the living room, let Yao Manrou lie on the sofa, then lifted her trousers, took out an ointment and began to massage her.

The color of the ointment is snow-white, it looks ordinary, and it exudes a faint fragrance.

Yao Manrou was wearing very loose home clothes, with fat trouser legs and silk materials, which were exceptionally soft.

Song Yue lifted it very easily.

The ointment she used looked very ordinary, and when it was just applied to her skin, it felt cold.

However, Song Yue didn't press it a few times, and Yao Manrou felt a burst of heat, which seeped in little by little from the outside of the skin.

She looked curiously at the ointment in Song Yue's hand, and couldn't help but be surprised when she thought that this thing had appeared out of thin air just now.

Where the hell did it come from?

Yao Manrou glanced at it curiously, but still couldn't hold back her curiosity.

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