Yang Fan didn't answer and concentrated on massaging.

The feel of the blanket is different.

After pressing it intently for a while, Xiao Mei let out a comfortable **.

"What, it's uncomfortable?" Yang Fan asked with a smile.

"I hate it, don't talk, press it well!" Xiao Mei's voice said lazily.

Feelings, very comfortable.

Yang Fan smiled and continued to press it.

"Yang Fan, where did you learn this craft, I feel that even if you open a massage shop, it will be enough for you to eat and drink in your life!"

"This kind of thing, as long as you put your heart into it, anyone can do it well!"

"That's not necessarily, some people's methods are very bad, not to mention the severity, and besides, the press is not in place, or you will press it for me every night in the future!"

"Your beauty!"

"yes, I think it's beautiful. Xiao Mei said with a grin.

Yang Fan lost to this girl.

After pressing on the girl's back and waist for half an hour, Yang Fan asked, "Do you need a massage on your legs?"

"Of course, I'm tired of wearing high heels every day!"

"I'm tired, are you still wearing?"

"You know what, a woman who doesn't wear high heels is still called a woman?"

"There are so many undressed people on the street, and I haven't seen them become men!"

"I hate it!" Xiao Meijiao said with a sneer.

Yang Fan smiled and put his hand on this girl's thigh.

Xiao Mei's body trembled slightly.

"What's wrong?" Yang Fan asked.

"No, it's nothing!" the girl's voice said with a slight strangeness.

Yang Fan didn't think much about it, and pressed her evenly.

Everyone has a sensitive place, Xiao Mei is of course no exception, what this girl didn't tell Yang Fan is that her sensitive part is her own legs, and she usually feels extremely exciting when she touches it, let alone a hand of the opposite sex.

Xiao Mei's body trembled slightly.

Even twisting from side to side.

"I said, are you giving me a problem? Twisting around means a few things, moving around, be careful that I hit your ass!" Yang Fan said unceremoniously.

Since getting along, the relationship between the two has long been leapfrogging, and it is no longer the tense situation when they first met.

Therefore, Yang Fan dared to make such a joke.

Xiao Mei really didn't dare to move.

It's just that after holding on for a long time, this girl's body couldn't help but tremble again, and her legs moved again.

Yang Fan was unceremonious, and slapped directly on the girl's upturned snow buttocks.

Xiao Mei groaned, but did not speak.

Yang Fan realized that something was wrong.

"Are you okay?" asked Yang Fan.

Xiao Mei was speechless.

I glanced at this girl with my head sideways, her face was flushed, her eyes were watery and misty, indescribably charming, and indescribably seductive.

Yang Fan was stunned.

Absolutely unaware of what was going on.

Xiao Mei looked at Yang Fan resentfully, and said with a sigh of relief: "I hate it!"

In a word, Yang Fan's heartbeat was crazy.

An evil aura in the body erupted in an instant, and occupied hundreds of limbs.

In the next second, Yang Fan quickly jumped out of bed as if he had seen a ghost, and said, "That's the end of today's massage, hurry up and go back to sleep, I'm going to practice!"

As he spoke, he took a deep breath quietly, and suppressed the evil qi vigorously.

Xiao Mei didn't say anything, didn't move.

Still lying in bed.

The atmosphere in the room was wrapped in something called ambiguity, which made Yang Fan breathless.

He suddenly started boxing.

Only in this way can you distract yourself and not think about some messy things.

Yang Fan's boxing is more chaotic than his heart.

There is no discipline at all.

However, Yang Fan didn't care, as long as he could suppress that evil spirit.

He wasn't looking at Xiao Mei, so he naturally ignored this girl.

After finishing a set of boxing techniques, Yang Fan finally felt comfortable.

Subconsciously glanced at the bed.

Xiao Mei is gone.

I don't know when it's gone.

Yang Fan breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

It can be regarded as restrained.

However, the pair of watery and misty eyes in Xiao Mei's head could not be removed.

Yang Fan, who wanted to cultivate, gave up completely.

In the bathroom, he hit his body with cold water, and after half an hour, he calmed down.

Sighing heavily, Yang Fan said unhappily: "Damn, when did Lao Tzu's endurance become so rubbish!"

The night finally passed.

When he ran with Su Baimo in the morning the next day, Yang Fan felt more guilty than that.

Although nothing happened to Xiao Mei last night.

However, Yang Fan just felt guilty.

This guilt silenced him, who had always been able to speak.

Because, I don't know what to say.

It would be wrong to say anything.

"You're very wrong today!" After finishing his morning run, Su Baimo said lightly.

Yang Fan smiled reluctantly and said, "What's wrong?"

"It's just not right!"

"Maybe I didn't rest!"

"Then don't send us to work in the morning, sleep at home!"

"It's fine. Yang Fan said with a smile.

"Are you sure it's okay?"

"It's really fine, besides, I have to see a doctor in the morning!"

"Who? Liu Zhengyang?"

"No, Chu Zhengqing!"

"No wonder the Chu family is willing to do their best to help you!"

Yang Fan smiled and said nothing.

After some small talk, the two of them began to eat breakfast.

At this time, Xiao Mei walked down from the upper floor.

When she saw Yang Fan, this girl's pretty face turned red, and she deliberately lowered her head and walked, not looking at Yang Fan and Su Baimo.

Yang Fan also felt weird, and he was really uncomfortable in his heart.

Walking to the dining table, Xiao Mei, who had always liked to sit opposite Yang Fan, actually sat next to Su Baimo.

"Momo, how was your sleep last night?" Xiao Mei asked.

This is obviously a lack of words.

"Okay, what about you?" asked Su Baimo.

"I'm sleepy!"

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay, it's just insomnia, and I didn't fall asleep until four o'clock in the morning!"

This seems to be said to Su Baimo, but it seems to be said to Yang Fan.

Of course, Yang Fan knew why this girl had insomnia.

It's just that he didn't dare to say anything, and buried his head in eating.

That knows, at this time, Xiao Mei suddenly asked, "Yang Fan, how did you sleep last night?"

"Not good. Yang Fan blurted out.

"Yo, you're having insomnia too?"

"No, I'm practicing!"

Xiao Mei smiled and didn't speak.

Soon, breakfast was over.

Yang Fan sent the two to work.

Xiao Mei, who has always liked to sit in the co-pilot, sat in the back seat like Su Baimo.

Seeing this, Yang Fan immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

If this girl wants to sit in the front row, she doesn't know how embarrassing it is.

However, Yang Fan was wrong.

The car had just been running for a while, Xiao Mei suddenly smiled and said: "Momo, I only found out last night that Yang Fan's massage technique is very good, let him press it for me for an hour, and the tired part-time job is swept away, let this guy give us a massage in the future!"

As soon as these words came out, Yang Fan trembled, and the car almost hit the guardrail in the middle of the road.

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