When Ling chuxia's fingers touched him, she could clearly feel his body, and her black eyes suddenly opened. The light at the bottom of her eyes was deep and deep, and with a strong light, she directly shot at her. Ling chuxia's heart trembled violently, and her fingers shrank. However, she did not like the usual, he only wanted to dodge away. She took a breath, Her eyes drooped and her eyes avoided shiche's sight, but her fingers still firmly pressed shiche's temple. The strength was not light or heavy, and the strength was just right. Pressing on the temple, the tingling feeling was relieved little by little.

Although Ling chuxia doesn't open her eyes, she can still feel that zehe's eyes are staring at her all the time, which makes her scalp numb and her throat a little dry. She tries to control herself and ignore shiche's sight as much as possible, so that her attention can only focus on massage. As long as he doesn't push her away, she insists on giving him a massage.

When he looked at her for a long time, the rest of Ling chuxia's eye corner aimed at his hand. Slowly, he lifted it up and grabbed it straight towards her wrist. When his hand caught her wrist, Ling chuxia's breath was held.

She knew that shiche hated her so much that he didn't want her to massage him even if he had a headache. But now, she could only ignore shiche's hand as much as possible and continue to press it with concentration. Even she felt that his hand was pulling her, and she was still clinging to it. That finger was like sticking to shiche's temple, and shiche did not pull it apart, Another look at her.

Ling chuxia pretends to be a dead man. He thinks he doesn't know anything.

Shiche didn't know whether he was startled by her rascal, or he had a headache. He didn't have any strength, didn't pull her hand, and didn't continue to freeze. Instead, his hand slowly released Ling chuxia's wrist, slowly fell down, and then closed his black eyes.

Ling chuxia sighs with relief. It seems that shiche acquiesced in her massage, but she didn't think of the occasional little rascal Shiche didn't get angry! It's a bit unscientific But then he thought, now he must have a headache, so he has no time to argue with her?

Ling chuxia pressed for a while, and his frown slightly loosened, and his face seemed to have improved a lot. Ling chuxia looked at it and felt quite a sense of achievement. At least when she did this thing, shiche would not find fault with her.

After listening to the corner of the wall for a long time, Mrs. Hua looked at Ling chuxia's appearance, but she nodded with satisfaction. She saw that the time was almost over, and then she went forward, folded her hands and put them in front of her body. Her voice was respectful, "young master, little lady, you can eat."

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