my billionaire ex-husband

Feng Chengling two years ago had his hair washed and styled by his professional stylist every time before going out.

Two years later, he has learned to take care of himself.So shampoo, blow-dry, style, he can do it all.

Lin Kewei's eyes widened in surprise: "It's not just satisfaction...Feng Chengling, you have become so omnipotent that many people will lose their jobs."

"why?"

"You can be a cook, a barber, a gourmet, a translator, and..." Lin Kewei counted them one by one with her fingers. [

There is basically nothing that Feng Chengling can't do now, except...

"If only you knew how to see a doctor." Lin Kewei's eyes dimmed, "In this way you can heal yourself."

Feng Chengling's fingers paused, and soon continued to rub: "Idiot, I never heard that a doctor can operate on himself if he is sick."

"That's right."

After a comfortable massage, Lin Kewei closed her eyes and quietly enjoyed his service...

It was so comfortable, she almost fell asleep in the bathtub, if Feng Chengling hadn't brought her back to her senses: "What? Are you sleepy?"

"No……"

"Go to the faucet and flush the water away."

When Lin Kewei's hair was thoroughly washed, Feng Chengling took a clean towel and wrapped her hair up.

Lin Kewei stretched out her hand, eager to try: "Shall I wash it for you too?"

"Better not to."

"why?"

Seeing her disappointment, he curled his mouth and said, "Because, I want you to serve me for something else."

Lin Kewei nodded: "Okay, what do you want me to do?"

Feng Chengling raised his hand, and tapped his lips, there was a coquettish and ambiguous smirk on the corner of his mouth, and his dark eyes were already stained with raging lust.

Lin Kewei's face turned red instantly: "Here? No way, before going to bed...?"

"Okay." He nodded, his voice a little hoarse, "Then wash it quickly, let's go to bed."

Lin Kewei: "..."

So fast, he couldn't bear it anymore? ! [

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At around 10 o'clock the next morning, Lin Kewei woke up from a heavy dream...