Chapter 39： No return on a good deed

Chapter 39

However, she was sleepy, and she didn't think so deeply in her mind. After hearing this, it was over.

"Does it hurt to press like this?" she asked.

Zhou Rong endured the itch and whispered, "It hurts a little bit, but it seems to be a little more comfortable,"

Those words made Xi Yao excited.

She simply adjusted the position, and then started to massage in the dark, hoping that she would be able to sleep peacefully later.

"I'll loosen it up for you, and you won't be in pain after a while," she pressed and slapped, and then mumbled, "I think what mother said about not holding a pen is just to scare you, but you will work in the future. , and don't work hard like today, who is this person, who is doing something, even if you are useless, you are not foolishly desperate!"

Feeling the beating little hand, Zhou Rong endured it before he didn't refute.

What is "even if it's useless"!

Could it not be that he can not only farm, but also read, better than many people?

"Papa..." After pressing it for a while, then slapped it vigorously a few times, and the treatment with one hand was over, "How is it, is it more comfortable?"

"Yeah!" Zhou Rong replied in a muffled voice.

"The other side," Xi Yao thought, this was the wrong direction, so she told him, "You go inside and lie down," she said, and she passed over him to go outside.

This soft body passed from his body, Zhou Rong felt that Xi Yao really didn't see him as a man at all.

Xi Yao has long been used to the living habit of rising at sunrise and resting at sunset, and Zhou Rong always sticks to the bed and sleeps well, so that she directly regards others as partners, and there is no husband and wife at all. Feel.

Also, she is sleepy and wants to solve it early and rest early.

clenched his hands tightly and suppressed it, so he didn't wrap his arms around his slender waist...

Just when he felt tortured, Xi Yao's hand was already pressing on his tense arm.

"Papa..." Xi Yao felt as if she had hit an iron block, her fingers hurt when she pressed it, she couldn't help patting a few times, and reminded: "Relax, it's hard, you can't even press it. verb: move,"

This slap made Zhou Rong feel that he was suffering.

"It's not sore anymore," he couldn't help but withdrew his hand, then turned the person from the outside to the inside, and said coldly, "Go to sleep!"

Was surrounded by a circle, Xi Yao fell into the quilt, a little confused, and he didn't know what happened.

After understanding what happened, seeing that he was kind, people didn't accept it, and that he was still angry, he snorted coldly: "Sleep as long as you sleep, don't disturb me by tossing and turning!"

"Yeah!" Zhou Rong decided not to tease her this time.

Keep teasing, it's him who's going to go crazy.

This indifferent look made Xi Yao pouted, thinking about why he was so softhearted to help him.

Just this dog man, his kindness is not rewarded, and he is so cold...

With full of anger, Xi Yao soon fell asleep.

Before going to bed, he was so well-behaved, and after going to bed, he was so arrogant. Xi Yao didn't know his sleeping position at all, and he started to hug someone to sleep not long after he fell asleep.

Zhou Rong, who originally thought he should endure, was hugged by her, and the breath of his breath kept spraying on his neck.

Xi Yan muttered, turned and went to sleep inside, not caring about the pillow just now, even Zhou Rong was not angry, nor did he laugh, on the contrary, he felt empty.

Waking up the next day, Xi Yao still hadn't seen Zhou Rong, and had no idea how miserable the people he tortured were.

(end of this chapter)