The miserable heroine of the sad novel of the period was penetrated

Chapter 353 Beauty Fragrance

Unexpectedly, Ouyang Jiu, who thought he would suffer, was now extremely enjoying Xia Songlan's massage.

Xia Songlan originally wanted to give him an acupuncture, but when Ouyang Jiu took off his clothes, several scars on his shoulders and back were exposed, which were as shocking as a hideous centipede.

It made her cry, "Brother Jiu, what happened? Why are there so many scars? Does it still hurt?"

Xia Songlan's voice was choked with sobs and her eyes were red.

His hands were shaking, and he didn't dare to touch the scars.

"Xiaozhi, I'm scared." Ouyang Jiu lowered his head and stared into Xia Songlan's eyes, meeting her gaze.

Xia Songlan shook her head, "I'm not afraid, I'm just worried that if I touch you, it will hurt."

Ouyang Jiu held Xia Songlan's small hand and placed her hand on his shoulder, "Look, it doesn't hurt at all.

These scars have been there for many years and only appeared now.

Now no one can bully Brother Nine anymore, and no one will let Brother Nine get hurt.

Xiaozhi, will you bully Brother Jiu? "

"No, no, I will protect Brother Nine and drive away those who bully Brother Nine."

Xia Songlan spoke very seriously, gently touching Ouyang Jiu's scar with her fingers.

The force was extremely light, like a feather brushing lightly. Not only did it not hurt, but it made Ouyang Jiu feel itchy in his heart.

Gurgle～～

Ouyang Jiu swallowed his saliva unconsciously.

But the itchy feeling in my heart was still there, and even my body had undergone strange changes.

Her earlobes turned red, a rare occurrence.

Ouyang Jiu was afraid that he would not be able to control himself and make a fool of himself in front of Xia Songlan.

He casually grabbed Xia Songlan's hand and said, "Xiaozhi, please massage my shoulders. My shoulders are really sore and I haven't been able to sleep well these past few days."

"Okay, Brother Jiu, my massage skills are very advanced, and grandpa even said that I'm a good massager.

There were several times when I was giving Brother Jing Mo a massage and he fell asleep. "

Her soft and boneless little hand was placed on Ouyang Jiu's shoulder, which was already fully dressed.

The technique is exquisite and the force is moderate.

Ouyang Jiu could still feel the softness of her little hand at first, but slowly his consciousness faded, his eyes closed, and his breathing became gradually even.

Seeing that he fell asleep, Xia Songlan did not stop and started to press her head again.

Her massage technique was taught by her grandfather a few days ago. It not only relieves fatigue but also helps her sleep.

When Ning Jingmo walked into the treatment room, he saw Ouyang Jiuheyi lying on the treatment bed, and Xia Songlan was sitting at the head of the bed, concentrating on massaging him.

My good mood disappeared in an instant, and my stomach even cramped.

He was about to speak when Xia Songlan raised her hand to stop him.

Seeing that Ouyang Jiu was sleeping soundly, Xia Songlan covered him with the quilt, tiptoed to close the door of the treatment room, and walked out with Ning Jingmo.

She didn't even notice that Ouyang Jiu had woken up the moment she closed the door.

Ouyang Jiu suffers from insomnia for many years. This is the sequelae of facing endless assassinations over the years.

Moreover, he was extremely alert and would never fall asleep in front of others.

I just didn't expect that under Xia Songlan's massage, I would not only fall asleep, but also sleep so soundly.

But as soon as Ning Jingmo entered the treatment room, Ouyang Jiu sensed it and woke up immediately.

His thoughts quickly returned to normal and he realized that he was still in the treatment room and Xia Songlan was still massaging him.

He simply pretended to be asleep and didn't move. He didn't open his eyes until Xia Songlan closed the door of the treatment room.

But when he looked towards the door, there was murderous intent in his eyes.

Xia Songlan knew nothing about all this. She just saw Ning Jingmo coming back and happily went to greet him.

He was afraid that Ning Jingmo would disturb Ouyang Jiu's rest, so he kidnapped him.

"Brother Jingmo, why did you come back so early today? Did you bring me anything delicious?

I want to eat sugar-roasted chestnuts, did you bring them for me? "

Ning Jingmo went to a meeting today, and the meeting place was not far from the small courtyard. The meeting ended early, so he did not go back to the office, and came directly to the small courtyard.

I saw roasted sweet potatoes and sugar-fried chestnuts on the road, and I thought that summer radish would like them, so I bought a lot of them immediately.

I was originally happily wanting to give Xia Songlan a surprise, but ended up seeing the whole family sitting in Yale Zhai chatting.

He looked around but didn't see Xia Songlan.

Xia Sumu smiled with a gloating look on his face, "Jing Mo, guess who's here?"

Without waiting for Ning Jingmo to answer, he was already laughing so hard that he couldn't straighten his back, "Hahaha, let me tell you, that unlucky guy Ouyang Jiu is here today.

He even took the initiative to ask Songlan to help him with acupuncture.

Tsk tsk tsk… I don’t know if this guy’s mouth is crooked, or his eyes are squinting, or if he can’t lift his arms. I feel bad for him just thinking about it.”

"Dad, you let Song Lan be alone with Ouyang Jiu?"

Xia Sumu didn't notice that Ning Jingmo's face was already a little unhappy, and responded, "Oh~ Don't worry.

I wonder what kind of state that kid has been tortured by the wicker at this moment?"

Ning Jingmo felt less disgusted when he thought about how Xia Songlan had stabbed his mouth yesterday.

But he was still worried, so he turned around and went to Anle Zhai without putting down the things in his hands.

Seeing that Xia Sumu was so clueless, Zhou Sangning looked at Ning Jingmo's back and poked Xia Sumu, "You have grown to be almost 60 years old in vain.

We can just talk about what we just said in private. Why did you say so much to Jing Mo?

Jing Mo is a man after all. How could he be willing to let his wife be alone with another man?

Besides, he knew that Ouyang Jiu had bad intentions."

"How can that be called being alone together? The doctor is treating the patient." Xia Sumu didn't care.

Zhou Sanning rolled his eyes, "Have you ever seen a doctor with the IQ of a three or four year old?"

Xia Sumu was deflated all of a sudden, and looked towards the direction of Anle Zhai with some worry.

Only grandpa and grandma were not disturbed by them. Grandma was making tea and grandpa was sipping it carefully, occasionally making a comment or two.

"This Jiuquhongmei is the best from Shuangzhen. It has a sweet aftertaste and you will never get tired of drinking it."

Grandma looked at grandpa with a half-smile, "So, my cooking skills are just average, and I ruined this tea.

I won’t make tea for you from now on, just drink whatever you want.”

Grandpa took another sip and said, "No matter how good the tea is, if you don't have good cooking skills, it's like a cow drinking water.

In this life, I only like to drink the tea you brew. The tea brewed by others lacks that fragrance."

"Which one smells good?"

Grandpa listened to grandma's question and looked at her intently, his eyes were soft and tender, "The lotus is not as beautiful as the beauty's makeup, the wind blows through the water palace and the pearls and jade are fragrant.

Missing is the beauty of Teacher Zhang. "

Although grandma has long been accustomed to grandpa's occasional sweet words, she still feels excited every time she hears them.

Her cheeks flushed, and she glared at her grandfather coquettishly, "You old man are so frivolous."

She laughed and scolded, but her eyes were evasive, showing the shyness of a young girl.

Grandpa smiled quietly, picked up the tea bowl, and took another sip, "Hmm~ Fragrant... Really fragrant."

This time, his voice was louder, and even the stunned Xia Sumu heard it, "Dad, aren't you drinking tea? What's that smell?

You have been drinking this tea for several years. No matter how fragrant it is, it still tastes the same."

After Xia Sumu said this, all the leisure and elegance that grandpa had just had disappeared.

He glared at Xia Sumu with a frown.

Xia Sumu didn't know what he had done wrong, and timidly moved behind Zhou Sangning, "Dad should have passed menopause a long time ago, right?

Why is his temper so abnormal? "