Fairy, shut up! I'm really not blondie.

Of course, what he was saying now was nonsense. He simply didn't want her to have an easy time.

Press when you want and stop when you want?

Who do you think you are?

As a persistent person, he will not give up halfway!

"what?!"

Ji Lanxin's expression was a little confused, and she didn't know what to say in rebuttal.

After all...it was indeed me who said first that I felt a little uncomfortable.

"Is it comfortable? Does it hurt when I press here?"

As Su Qing spoke, his fingers gently pressed the acupoints on her black silk jade feet.

“It doesn’t hurt…”

Ji Lanxin accidentally told the truth.

Of course she wasn't in any pain at all, she just came up with a very lame excuse.

"No pain? How is that possible? In your case it should be painful, so what about this?"

Su Qing frowned, with a hint of doubt in his tone.

He pressed it again, harder.

It didn't matter whether it hurt or not, it wasn't like he was really trying to check it out anyway.

In terms of hand feel, it is naturally perfect to the extreme.

How do you think Her Royal Highness the Princess feels?

Although Little Green Tea has many faults, there is no doubt that she is patient and good at pleasing you!

Chapter 69: Poking at Young Master's Scars; Princess Xia's Dog Experience: Woof? (8k)

The soft feet are as soft as boneless, full of elasticity, and feel great.

If I play with this every day, I won’t get tired of it for years.

“It hurts, it hurts!”

Ji Lanxin secretly complained, but she could only cooperate obediently.

If you tell one lie, you have to use a hundred lies to cover it up. This is the situation she is facing now.

Qingmei in front of me seemed very professional, so I could only agree with him.

"Well, it hurts, it seems my previous guess was correct, then I will continue to massage you."

"If you feel anything, just shout it out. Don't be shy."

"Think of me as your doctor now. I will definitely help you!"

When Su Qing said this, his expression and tone were extremely serious.

As a professional, how could he remain indifferent to the pain?

Ji Lanxin opened her mouth, but for a moment she couldn't think of any words to refuse.

There is no doubt that he took the initiative to make such a proposal.

The boy was also very professional and did not do anything inappropriate.

He was concentrating on massaging himself and looked extremely professional.

If I refuse, won’t the lies I told before be exposed?

Moreover, it also dampened his enthusiasm, which is very bad.

"I understand. Thank you, Brother Qing."

The princess who was being pua really believed what he said and said obediently.

There is no doubt that she has now completely lost the initiative.

But it’s not without benefits!

With such exchanges, you can also improve your favorability and make the relationship closer.

Princess Xie could only use this method to comfort herself.

She had no idea how shy she looked with her blushing cheeks and biting her red lips.

Yan Youyu watched the scene in front of her silently.

As a bystander, she was so inspired that all kinds of ideas popped up in her mind.

Doctor... is a very sacred profession.

So, what if I could wear an attire that suits my status as a doctor?

Can it make the young master happier?

Su Qing didn't know what this purple-haired sister was thinking.

If I knew, I would definitely feel extremely relieved.

As expected of the future saint, she unlocked the role-playing attributes without any instruction!

With such an older sister, why worry about not being happy in the future?

Ji Lanxin watched as the hands began to move methodically again, and her body tensed up again.

Who can stand the feeling of having the most sensitive part of your body constantly massaged?

Her heartbeat began to quicken, and she couldn't help but feel a little flustered about this matter.

But what else can she do besides being patient?

She had no reason to refuse and didn't want to embarrass herself, so she could only silently divert her attention.

For example… focus on the boy in front of you.

When we met before, he looked very sick.

His face was always pale, and even after doing some strenuous movements, he had to rest for half a day.

But now, he carries an indescribable masculinity and health.

He is no longer the sickly boy he used to be, he has become more manly!

Coupled with this face that no one can match...it is simply extremely aggressive.

If you go out often, there will definitely be countless ladies and young ladies who are fascinated by it!

As she watched, Princess Xie's eyes became a little watery.

She knew that her current condition was not good.

My breathing became heavier, my cheeks burned, and my body felt weak...

Without even looking at it, she knew how fragile she looked.

But - on the surface, his army was indeed in complete disarray.

But the final winner is still yourself!

After such a series of tests, Princess Xie realized one thing.

He still cares about himself.

It’s just that because I have little exposure to this aspect, I can’t show it!

In fact, if you think about it carefully, this is as it should be.

He was seriously ill before and had been bedridden for a long time.

Under such circumstances, it is of course impossible for him to go out.

Not to mention that there are no opposite-sex people of the same age around him, even if there are, he wouldn't have that kind of thought!

After all, under the shadow of death, who would still think about romance?

Everything has been connected!

Qingmei was so cold to him simply because he had never come into contact with other people.

Therefore, liking someone will not be expressed, but will be hidden in the heart.

He doesn't really think of himself as his sister, he just doesn't know how to express it!

When the Green Tea Princess thought of this, she felt happy.

The corners of her mouth slowly curled up, outlining a smile of victory.

But there was something indescribable mixed in with this smile.

Ji Lan couldn't help but lie on the bed.

She felt her body was light, as if she was lying on a ball of cotton.

In a trance, all kinds of messy memories flooded into my mind.

For example, the clip of meeting Shaojun yesterday.

"Your Highness, why did you trick her into coming to the Su family?"

The young master looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, with an unconcealable coldness in his eyes.

He came to my house today, of course, to ask for punishment!

He has already investigated the whole story clearly!

"I'm not very happy when you say that. What does this have to do with me?"

"Your childhood sweetheart is so pitiful. Your adoptive mother is in the prime of her life, but she has fallen seriously ill."

"I just gave her a suggestion that could save her adoptive mother. What did I do wrong?"

Ji Lanxin drank the tea in her hand and ignored the pressure coming from the young master.

"You can definitely help her. She doesn't need to pay such a huge price."

Shaojun said after a moment of silence.

"That's easy to say. Putting the facts aside, aren't you wrong?"

"She's been away from home for months without any care, so I should be happy to show her a way."

"If it weren't for me, her adoptive mother would be dead by now. You don't even thank me, huh?"

Ji Lanxin sneered.

As a little fairy, her tea-talking skills are fully upgraded.

Shaojun didn't know what to say for a moment, and a hint of regret flashed in his eyes.

He hadn't thought of this at all!

"Well, it's already happened. It's a bit too ugly to blame me now."

"How would you feel if your childhood sweetheart became someone else's wife?"

Ji Lanxin is not a pushover, she said immediately.

She wasn't worried about irritating him at all.

People like this are very easy to play with and are much easier to bully than your childhood sweetheart.

As long as you don't touch their reverse scale, they are very easy to talk to.

"Just him?"

The young master scoffed.

His eyes were filled with contempt, and he didn't take the young master of the Su family seriously at all.

A person like that can never shake the influence of his childhood sweetheart!

Ji Lanxin sighed.