Chapter 281： let her relax

Chapter 281 Let her relax a little

Wen Qing was forced to enjoy Shang Yinghan's massage service.

If it was in a massage shop, she would still be able to comment on the technique and strength of the masseur, but Uncle Wu gave her the massage himself, whether it was heavy or light, and she didn't dare to make a sound.

"Relax."

Sensing that her body was tense, Shang Yinghan rubbed her shoulder lightly and reminded her.

"Oh... good." Wen Qing tried to relax slowly, took a few deep and shallow breaths, but it didn't go well.

The body can't relax all the time.

At this time, Shang Yinghan slowly possessed himself, put his face close to the side of her profile, and asked her, "Is this uncomfortable?"

Wen Qing's body tensed even more, he nodded instinctively, then shook his head vigorously: "No, no! It's comfortable! It's very comfortable!"

"Since it's comfortable, why don't you relax?"

"..."

Wen Qing stammered and said: "Yes, it may be the force, the force is a bit heavier."

"Then I'll take it easy." His hands on her shoulders quickly eased a little: "How about this?"

The strength of the shoulder pressing this time is very suitable for Wen Qing, and her eyebrows and eyes are stretched.

So he replied: "Not bad, not bad."

Shang Yinghan: "It's okay?"

Wen Qing closed her eyes, two words came out of her throat in a low voice: "Comfortable."

Shang Yinghan had a vague smile on his lips: "Speak up, I didn't hear you!"

Wen Qing went all out, anyway, this is the wedding room, and there are only her and Fifth Uncle, so she cleared her throat and said loudly—

"I'm very comfortable!"

It was obviously a very serious answer, but due to the atmosphere at the moment and the atmosphere in which the two of them got along, it suddenly seemed less serious when it was said and sounded.

Shang Yinghan laughed lowly.

Bending down, she pushed Wen Qing onto the bed, knelt on one knee beside her leg, pressed her wrist with her hand, and sighed a bit when she spoke: "Wen Qing, time flies so slowly."

Wen Qing didn't react at first, but after a few seconds, she understood the meaning of this sentence from his eyes. She moved her wrist and called him in a low voice: "Uncle Wu, let go of your hand."

Shang Yinghan's hand that was pressing on her wrist loosened, and Wen Qing's hand gained some space, so he lifted it up and wrapped it around his neck: "Uncle Wu, I have about five days, wouldn't it be like a year?"

Shang Yinghan naturally didn't miss the flash of wisdom on her face: "Was it on purpose?"

Wen snorted softly: "Who told Uncle Wu to threaten me with such shameful words just now?"

"Threat?" Shang Yinghan chuckled softly: "Is this considered a threat?"

"It doesn't count." Wen Qing took off his hands around his neck, and then went to unbutton the shirt on his collar: "That's what counts."

Shang Yinghan glanced down at her hand that was unbuttoning quickly, and immediately picked her up in the next second. Wen Qing exclaimed, and was hugged horizontally by him, striding towards the bathroom.

Wen Qing tugged at his clothes, and secretly asked, "What are you doing in the bathroom?"

Shang Yinghan's Adam's apple swallowed slightly, his expression restrained, he didn't answer her words, and carried her directly into the bathroom.

Wen Qing thought that Uncle Wu couldn't help being teased by her, and he couldn't help but want to do something to her. She was ready for a big show of refusal and welcome, but Uncle Wu just carried her into the bathroom Let her take a shower before coming out.

Wen Qing: "..."

Well, compromise.

Because she couldn't take a bath during her menstrual period, Wen Qing simply took a bath, and then simply washed her hair. When she came out wrapped in a bathrobe, Uncle Wu was no longer in the wedding room.

A maid stood at the door, Jianwen Qing came out of the bathroom and came forward: "Madam, sir is downstairs, dinner is ready."

Wen lightly nodded.

The servant held a hairdryer in his hand: "Madam, let me serve you."

Wen Qing recognized this servant as He Lin, the maid she met when she came to the manor to apply for a job that day.

Wen Qing stared at the other party a few more times, and He Lin thought it was because of her irregular dress, or something on her face, so she had to tidy it up quickly. Wen Qing said at this time: "Come in."

He Lin breathed a sigh of relief and walked in.

Wen Qing took off the towel from her head and sat down.

He Lin walked behind her with a hair dryer.

The buzzing sound of the hair dryer was not loud or noisy. After He Lin finished blowing her hair, she followed the professional hair care sequence, applied hair care essential oil to Wen Qing's hair, and then massaged it a little.

The strength is neither light nor heavy, very suitable.

Wen Qing was pressed very comfortably, and asked He Lin to press harder, but He Lin withdrew her hand at this moment: "Madam, you are now on your menstrual period, and the head massage can only be moderate, not too strong or too heavy. When your menstrual period is over, I will often come to give you a massage."

Wen Qing has been living a carefree life, but he didn't pay attention to these small details during the menstrual period.

She asked: "Did you know how to massage?"

It was the first time that He Lin had such close contact with his wife, and spoke to her.

For He Lin, this is her husband's appreciation and her honor.

She nodded and replied: "I have learned massage before, and the place where the massage shop works is actually quite good, but the one in my family would not let me go, always saying that it is not serious. Later, by chance, I came to the manor to apply for a servant, and just now Butler Xun came suddenly Servant Room Dianmao asked all the servants in the manor who could massage. I had learned it before, so I raised my hand. Afterwards, Butler Xun took me to see Mr., and after Mr. asked me about my massage experience, he asked me to serve Mrs. .”

Wen Qing immediately understood.

No wonder she felt that this servant massage was so comfortable. It was not a coincidence, but Uncle Wu chose it for her.

"What's your name?" Wen Qing pretended to be seeing her for the first time.

He Lin introduced herself: "Hello Ma'am, my name is He Lin."

"He Lin, I'll remember, I'll come to you for massages in the future." Wen Qing said.

He Lin was overjoyed. It was an honor to be appreciated by her husband, but if Madam didn’t need her, she would still be happy in vain. Fortunately, Madam liked her craftsmanship, so He Lin hurriedly responded: “Okay Madam, then I’ll go out first.”

"Um."

During dinner, Wen Qing specifically mentioned the servant arranged by Shang Yinghan, and she said: "It's really a coincidence, this servant named He Lin who can massage, I met her the other day when I came to the manor to apply for a job. She was afraid that I would run into Uncle Wu, so she took me back to the servant's room."

Shang Yinghan gave Wen Qing Bucai a pause.

Then looked sideways at her.

Wen Qing thought that Uncle Wu knew about her pretending to come to the manor to apply for a job, so why did she still show such an expression?

She saw Uncle Wu put the chopsticks together on the ceramic pillow support, and said with a sullen face, "You can come to the company to apply for staff, why should you come to the manor to apply for servants?"

Start questioning!

Wen Qing didn't panic, and acted extremely calm: "I think... no matter how beautiful my resume is, it should be difficult for me to get into Fifth Uncle's company, so why not choose the easiest one, the servant of Dijing Manor It’s very good, my resume is passed directly, and I can go to work directly after the training.”

Shang Yinghan: "..."

(end of this chapter)