Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 3889 Dim lights (12)

"What do you want me to do? As long as I can do it, I can do it." Ning An whispered.

Mo Xiu snorted: "What can you do?"

Ning An lost her confidence, she knew that she couldn't do anything now.

"My shoulders are sore." Mo Xiu said indifferently.

Ning An understood: "I can rub it for you, if you don't mind."

"Yeah." Mo Xiu leaned against the wheelchair and closed his eyes.

With Xiaoduo's support, Ning An walked behind Mo Xiu, touched his shoulder, and she pressed on him patiently: "If the strength is not suitable, please tell me."

She hasn't pressed someone's shoulder for a long time.

The most recent time was six years ago.

Back then, Song Shaoyan was very pretentious and full of work. If he was a little tired at work, he would ask her to give him a massage when he got home, and he would enjoy himself sitting on the sofa with a happy expression.

She doesn't know how to massage, but after marrying Song Shaoyan, she can do many things she doesn't know. She thought that if she treated him better, he would change his mind and treat her well.

But in that marriage, she gave her sincerity, but he turned a blind eye to it.

She loved him, but he didn't love her half.

His heart was on Gu Huiyin.

It was obvious that Gu Huiyin was the third party in their marriage, yet she lived like a mistress who got involved in love.

"Can you be gentle?" Mo Xiu said in a deep voice.

"I'm sorry." Ning An realized that he was distracted, "I will be careful."

Although Ning An couldn't see it, he gradually became proficient, and his techniques were no longer unfamiliar.

"President Mo, is it dark?" Ning An asked.

Mo Xiu closed his eyes and let out a "hmm".

Ning An didn't know him well, didn't know what to talk to him, and was afraid of being choked by him, so he didn't speak at all.

After pressing for a long time, Ning An's arms were sore, and Mo Xiu didn't speak, nor did he shout "stop".

Ning An kept pressing it.

Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore by herself: "President Mo, is it alright?"

Only then did Mo Xiu open his eyes: "Okay."

"Is the technique and strength okay? If it's not very good, please forgive me."

"so so."

After speaking, Moxiu left with his wheelchair.

……

After living under the same roof for a few days, Ning An gradually became familiar with the Mo family's house, and gradually became familiar with Mo Xiu's temper.

Her eyes are not good enough to see, but she can walk freely in her bedroom.

Mo Xiu is very busy and doesn't have much time at home, so Jiang Ci will come over occasionally.

But as long as Mo Xiu came back, he would ask Ning An to massage his shoulders, and when he went too far, he would ask Ning An to beat his legs.

Ning An won't argue with him, no matter what, Mo Xiu is her savior, and besides, he is still disabled.

They became familiar, and when Ning An talked to him, he would reply.

Noon this day.

Seeing that Mo Xiu didn't lose his temper, Ning An seemed to be in a good mood, and even brought her some food.

So, she said cautiously, "President Mo, are you coming back tonight? Can you bring me something?"

"what?"

"Bring me a Mickey, okay? It's not too big, a small one is fine." Ning An missed her daughter, and thought, "My daughter has one, I bought it for her, and I can't see her now... I miss her so much, holding Mickey is like holding her."

"I have no interest in your daughter!" Mo Xiu lowered his face, put down his chopsticks with a "snap", and lost his temper, "Don't mention your daughter in front of me in the future! I don't like children!"

(End of this chapter)