Shen Xingjue raised his eyebrows slightly, and the corners of his mouth spit out a few words with extreme displeasure: "Chen Qingyue, don't you want to give me a massage?"

"No, absolutely not."

"If not, hurry up, don't rub in, or I'll definitely do you here." Shen Xingjue frowned, and his handsome face was invisible.

Chen Qingyue made a helpless expression, there was no way.

She had to give him a massage in a huff.

Walked around the Taipan chair and walked behind Shen Xingjue, put his hands on the man's shoulders, and gently massaged it.

"You didn't eat, you didn't work hard enough." Shen Xingjue's eyes narrowed, looking like an uncle, and he called Chen Qingyue again.

Chen Qingyue frowned, and secretly scolded him angrily in her heart.

Shen Xingjue, a demon, a weirdo, wants a massage, he just makes a phone call, and there will be countless professional masseurs to serve him, as for torturing himself like this?

Naturally, the woman's heart was not happy, and the strength between her fingers increased a little.

It seems that she is not massaged, but wants to pinch him to death.

"Too hard? How did you do it? Don't even know the basics of massage?" Shen Xingjue's nitpicky tone made Chen Qingyue even more unhappy.

But people have to bow their heads under the eaves, what can be done?

provoked the demon of Shen Xingjue, and considered himself unlucky.

Chen Qingyue adjusted her strength and massaged Shen Xingjue.

Although, she has never massaged, but just a few random techniques.

However, Shen Xingjue was still dissatisfied: "Chen Qingyue, are you tickling?"

Chen Qingyue looked depressed, and massaged his shoulder.

It's just massage, massage, and Chen Qingyue is not massaging honestly.

She thought that Shen Xingjue was deliberately finding fault.

In the next second, she grabbed Shen Xingjue hard.

I disliked her like this for a while, and I disliked her like that.

If you don't like it, don't massage it yourself.

Therefore, she had to find a way to clean up Shen Xingjue and let him not let herself massage him next time.

Naturally, while immersed in Chen Qingyue's comfortable massage, Shen Xingjue suddenly felt that his shoulders and cervical spine were being pinched uncomfortably.

Soon, he reacted, she was not massaging, but ventilating.

"Chen Qingyue, do you massage people like this? Are you resentful of me?" Shen Xingjue said with displeasure in his voice.

"How can I be dissatisfied with you, I started to tell you, I won't massage, it was you who asked me to give you a massage." Chen Qingyue replied proudly.

Anyway, I lose my temper for no reason, and I want to bully myself anytime and anywhere.

I am not a rice ball, let you rub it flat and round.

Chen Qingyue took the opportunity to stop, massaged Shen Xingjue just now, and rubbed his skin, making his fingers a little sore.

"I don't know how to massage, I'll find someone who can massage for you." As she spoke, the woman wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to slip away.

Shen Xingjue turned around and grabbed her, "Can't massage?" Are you a woman?"

"Who says a woman has to be able to massage?" Chen Qingyue replied confidently: "Besides, don't you know if I'm a woman or not?"

Well, his little woman is starting to argue with herself again.

Shen Xingjue really couldn't stand Chen Qingyue's massage technique.

That's not a massage, that's torture.

"You did it on purpose." The man looked at her with a cold face, and his slender and powerful fingers dragged her to death.

Not only did he not give him a good massage, but he also wanted to take the opportunity to slip away.

"Nope." Chen Qingyue said with an innocent face, she thought that it would be best if she made Shen Xingjue so angry that he vomited blood.

Shen Xingjue became more and more angry, and he couldn't wait to swallow her out of his stomach at this moment.