"Are you comfortable?" As soon as Mai heard her sister's shout, she immediately sat up straight curiously and asked.

After speaking, he also asked Jian Heng: "How do you say comfortable Chinese?" ”

Hearing Jian Heng say it again, she repeated a sentence to Damai boringly.

"It's sour and ...... Ouch...... Hahaha".

After a few acupuncture points, Damai didn't have time to take a ride with his sister, either calling or silly, and when Jian Heng directly pressed the center of his foot, he saw Damai raise his head suddenly.

"Yo, I didn't expect your body to be so soft!" Jian Heng saw that his girlfriend's body was about to twist into an anti-U-shape, so he slapped Damai's plump buttocks as if jokingly, and pinched it by the way.

"Hey, pay attention!" Wheat said dissatisfied.

Jian Heng ignored Wheat's words at all and continued to do his own work.

"Hahaha...... Sour, sour! Let go, let go! Big Mac seemed to be particularly afraid of Jian Heng pressing the acupoints on his feet, and every time Jian Heng exerted himself, she began to twist and beg for mercy.

"Alright, go ahead!"

When Jian Heng really let go, after four or five seconds, let her reply, and Damai missed the feeling just now, so he asked Jian Heng to continue pressing.

When Jian Heng once again held Damai's feet and reached out to press the soles of her feet, he was not so obedient, and he couldn't help Damai if he didn't stop.

The acupuncture points of the feet are drilled with knuckles, and soon the house is followed by a spirit and a sick man, and when Big Mac cries, he laughs and laughs with a little shaking, and in less than two minutes, Big Mac has tears in his eyes, and there is a smile in his tears, not to mention how rich his expression is.

My sister's expression of strength directly frightened the wheat who was sitting on the sidelines.

"That's it!" Jian Heng finished pressing Big Mai's second foot here, and then reached out and patted her calf.

"Can't you do it?" Wheat is a little scared now.

As soon as Jian Heng heard that he didn't press it, he immediately said: "Okay, let you psychologically adapt to it for two days first."

As soon as he heard that the wheat was not pressed, Jian Heng immediately prepared to pick a pick, went to the bathroom to wash his hands first, and planned to find a place to go into the space to grow his own vegetables.

Big Mac had almost come back to his senses at this time, and the feeling that he felt that his whole body was a few pounds lighter just after pressing it slowly hit his heart, so Big Mac stretched a big lazy waist.

"Wow, it's so comfortable, I now understand why those people say it's very uncomfortable when they press it, and they will feel comfortable after they finish pressing!" Big Mac said with a smile.

Wheat asked, "Really?" ”

"Really, the muscles of the whole body feel very relaxed, there is no tension at all, it feels like a deep stretch, a little like something, like lying on cotton, I suggest you try it, now I kind of expect him to learn all the techniques, what kind of effect should it be" said Barley to the wheat.

When Mai heard this, he couldn't care about anything else, and immediately shouted loudly at the door: "Jian Heng, Jian Heng!" Come here, I'm going to press it! ”

This sentence is standard Chinese, and the wheat now calls Jian Heng's name, and the pronunciation is still good.

Jian Heng had already slipped into the living room at this time, and he was about to put on his coat and sneak to the conservatory.

Mai shouted here and saw that no one answered, so he jumped out of bed in an instant and directly spread his feet and chased outside, and immediately blocked Jian Heng at the door with his eyes.

Jian Heng saw that the wheat was chased out, so he immediately seamlessly transformed the action of putting on the coat into the action of taking off the coat, and complained to the wheat first while taking it off: "I'm all dressed, you said you want to press it again, how good it is to say earlier, you see that you have to prepare again."

Mai had already seen through Jian Heng, and looked at Jian Heng with invisible contempt for her, watching Jian Heng take off his coat all the way, hang it on the hanger at the door, and then walk back to the house.

Waiting for the wheat to lie on the massage table, Jian Heng also exhaled his hand and began to press it from his back.

Although he couldn't help admonishing himself in his heart to be calm and calm, when Jian Heng's hands touched Wheat's sturdy back, he still used a little bit of heart, especially when he thought of this sister-in-law, a layer of obscene and careful thinking jumped out from the bottom of his heart.

Although Jian Heng's face was wrenched and he looked focused, no one knew that at this moment, Brother-in-law Jian's heart could be regarded as a small overturn.

"I don't have the strength! You're lazy again! ”

The wheat made Jian Heng press it a few times, and felt that he was not at all like barley, at most it was a sour feeling, and immediately began to scold Jian Heng for being lazy.

Her sentence directly woke Jian Heng up, and she began to press it straight and focused. As soon as I focused on it, the chaotic thoughts in my mind immediately stopped, and the so-called 'enjoyment' of wheat followed.

The two sisters not only look alike, but now even the massage reaction is almost the same, Jian Heng's brain is a little confused, and he feels as if he has repeated what he just did again, which is equivalent to writing homework, and people write it once, and he has to write it twice.

still came to the set, and when it was over, Jian Heng subconsciously didn't remember that it was wheat lying on the bed now, not his sister barley, so he stretched out his hand and slapped it affectionately on Wheat's round buttocks.

"Alright!"

At this moment, Jian Heng didn't react at first, and after the palm of his hand made a crisp snap when his buttocks touched, Jian Heng turned around and covered the massage oil bottle given by the old man.

Wheat is not barley, so when Jian Heng's slap landed on her ass, her whole body tensed all of a sudden. The massage doesn't matter, but this slap is completely flirtatious, can wheat not be stupid.

Originally, Mai thought that Jian Heng was deliberate, but when he came back to his senses, he turned his head to look at Jian Heng, and found that he was seriously sorting out the bottles and cans next to him, and he understood that this guy's brain was a little short-circuited at this time.

After Jian Heng finished sorting out his things, he turned his head and found that the wheat was still lying on the massage table, straightening up his upper body and not knowing what was going on in his head, so he opened his mouth and said, "It's over!" ”

"It's over?" Wheat asked, "What does it mean to be over?" ”

"I'm going to put this massage table away, what are you doing, you're not going to sleep here for a night, are you?" Jian Heng had already remembered the slap he had just made at this time. Originally, Jian Heng felt embarrassed enough in his heart, and his slap suddenly seemed to push Jian Heng into the pit again.

At this time, Mai grabbed the robe, covered her body and got off the massage table, then turned her back and put the robe on her body, and tied the belt.

"Hurry up and take a shower, I'm ...... here"

Without waiting for Jian Heng to finish speaking, Mai suddenly turned his head, directly grabbed Jian Heng's neck, and tiptoed on Jian Heng's left cheek and kissed it.

The moment he was kissed by wheat, Jian Heng's body suddenly straightened, just like wheat just now.

"You slapped my ass just now, now I'll kiss you, let's even" Seeing Jian Heng's stunned appearance, Mai immediately laughed, then turned around and shook his two arms, and walked out of the door with a very arrogant posture.

"Damn, it's messed up now" Jian Heng looked at the back of the wheat and disappeared at the door, so he muttered.

After sorting out the things, Jian Heng was thinking about this matter in his heart, mainly whether to tell Damai, what if he didn't say it, how to talk about it if he said it, and finally the more he thought about it, the more chaotic it became, even if he stayed outside several degrees below zero, Jian Heng felt as if his brain was about to explode.

Finally, I decided to take a look! In fact, it is nothing more than a procrastination, if you can't find a way to do something, then drag it out, as for when this matter will cause a disaster, or under what circumstances, it is not something that Jian Heng wants to think about now, or what he wants to think about at the moment.

At the same time, Jian Heng also found an excuse for himself in his heart: for Americans, kissing the cheek is a normal thing. When he came up with this reason, Jian Heng didn't take into account the intimate contact between his slap and Wheat's small plump buttocks.

Just thought about it all the way, slipped to the door of the conservatory, pushed open the door and walked in, and found that there was no one inside, reached out and pressed the switch on the wall, turned on the light, and Jian Heng found that Zhao Changshan's little shovel was leaning against the door.

Touched the small shovel casually, turned off the light and walked into the space, and after a while, Jian Heng retreated again, because at this time, the space was in the middle of winter, just like the season outside, and the temperature was not much worse than that of Montana.

The space is divided into four seasons as standard, and at this point, the space is in the coldest time of the year, not to mention planting melons, nothing can grow.