Peach Blossom Book

After more than ten minutes with Ni Jing, the peaceful atmosphere in the auditorium was inevitably broken. Because when it was time for morning self-study, the three of them, Fatty, and seven other classmates who were practicing dance, came to the auditorium.

The auditorium returned to its previous liveliness, but no one knew the little story that happened between the two of them in this auditorium throughout the day.

After two busy periods of evening self-study, Liu Tao moved his body with soreness in his back and left the auditorium. But today, he walked out of the auditorium with Sun Rongrong.

Walking on the school playground, Liu Tao felt that the atmosphere was very strange, but Sun Rongrong was no different from usual. She still walked in front of Liu Tao in her own way. But compared with the previous few days, Liu Tao was holding a brush today, and

A bucket.

"Ouch, I'm so sore. I didn't expect painting to be more tiring than dancing." Sun Rongrong walked in front, swinging her little arms and complaining loudly.

"Of course, what we are painting now is a three-meter-high stage curtain. Do you think it is still like the small drawing board before?"

"Liu Tao, after I help you like this, you must reward me well after the work is completed." Sun Rongrong pouted her mouth and turned around.

Looking at Sun Rongrong's pitiful appearance and those pouty pink lips, Liu Tao swallowed in vain. Then, he said nervously, "That's all right now. Why don't I give you a squeeze on your shoulders?"

, relieve your fatigue."

"Really?" Surprisingly, when Sun Rongrong faced Liu Tao's proposal, instead of rejecting it, she looked happy.

"Well, as long as you don't dislike it, I don't care."

"Okay, okay, then give me a squeeze." Sun Rongrong walked to Liu Tao's side excitedly and inexplicably, and then closed her eyes in comfort.

Liu Tao tried his best not to let his hand tremble, and slowly placed it on Sun Rongrong's shoulder, and then gently applied it with moderate strength.

Not to mention how good Liu Tao's massage was, but at least he was very serious. In addition, the strength was moderate and the kneading was in place. For a moment, Sun Rongrong actually groaned in comfort.

"Liu Tao, your massage is so comfortable."

"You are the only one who has such good luck. I wouldn't give it to most people." Liu Tao chuckled, but the expression on his face was that he was enjoying it even more than Sun Rongrong.