The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Of course not!

In the world, apart from special services, how can there be a kind of massage that can make people want to die?

What he said just now was just to trick Xiahou Fengli into his side.

In fact, the correct massage can sometimes make people feel painful!

But just now, she had already let out her words, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet. [

Later, if Xiahou Fengli doesn't feel like dying, she will say it's because of his excessive indulgence!

Correct!

Just do it!

After making up her mind, Jiang Nanyan took a deep breath, smiled and said to Xiahou Fengli, "His Royal Highness, please get on the bed."

Xiahou Fengli had no objection, got up, walked to the bed and sat down.

Jiang Nanyan followed, took off her shoes and went to bed, and moved the quilt and pillows to a corner.

Then, he patted the bed and said, "His Royal Highness, please come and lie down."

"Get down?" Xiahou Fengli frowned, looking at her suspiciously.

He remembered that there were also Taifus in the palace who specialized in helping people relax their muscles and bones. He was tired from practicing kung fu before, and he also went to the Imperial Medical Office to ask them for help to relax his muscles and bones.

But never once, it is necessary to lie down.

What the hell is this Jiang Nanyan thinking?

"What kind of eyes are you looking at?" Jiang Nan Yanmei said, "I just give you a massage, and I don't want to do anything to you!"