The male god is sick: the only favorite sweetheart wants to leave home

Chapter 261 Can You Be A Friend?
At night, Uncle Tang lay comfortably on the bed, enjoying Mu Xiaoran's massage with peace of mind.

This girl's acupoint massage has reached a certain level.

On balance, Mu Xiaoran is still willing to express his gratitude in such a peaceful way.

But she also knew that Uncle Tang would not be dismissed so easily. She only hoped that someone would see her sincerity at night and show a little bit of humanity.

It's good to go to bed early at night, thank God for not trying to torment her.

"Uncle Tang, aren't you worried that I pressed the wrong button?"

Mu Xiaoran asked cautiously, if her hand shakes, it is not impossible to get a hemiplegia.

Isn't it often said that there are unqualified masseurs who cripple people?
She also thought about a few medical books by herself, and the level may not be as good as those quack doctors.

Tang Shaojue has never shown such worry. Is he completely at ease with her, or he doesn't know the news at all?

Mu Xiaoran thought about it carefully, and finally came to the conclusion that someone didn't know at all.

Because the majestic Young Master Tang has everything for the queen, how could he have the chance to meet a fake masseur?
Tang Shaojue narrowed his eyes and said, "You are mine and you must be responsible to me."

Regardless of whether he is dead or disabled, Mu Xiaoran has to pay the bill, and he just needs to give himself to her with confidence.

Now that Mu Xiaoran has accumulated a lot of theories, what she needs most now is a live experimental product.

Mu Xiaoran's small fist landed on Tang Shaojue's back: "Don't do this, I can't believe my eyes, Tang Shaojue, you must be possessed by someone else, right?"

How could this be Tang Shaojue?
How could Tang Shaojue say such ruffian words?
But Tang Shaojue is still like this, like a kid who just fell in love, he can't control his heart no matter what.

And the more meng lang is yet to come.

He supported himself with one arm, and when he grabbed the other arm, a certain little woman slammed into his arms firmly.

Hmm...the gesture of throwing yourself into the arms...

Mu Xiaoran's eyes widened, and she said angrily, "Tang Shaojue, do you still want me to massage you?"

But her eyes couldn't hide the truth, and she knew what was about to happen.

Mu Xiaoran's bright black eyes rolled around uneasily, and his brain was running fast, but it was still not fast enough, at least a little worse than Tang Shaojue.

My sister-in-law is cool, with a soft waist and a clear voice, which is easy to overthrow, probably speaking of such a situation.

"You're tired, take me instead."

Uncle Tang said badly, and then began to work hard on his own things.

The night was still so long that even the moon got into a dark cloud in shame.

The next day, the school's public opinion immediately changed.

After all, no one is blind. Yesterday's coquettish Tang Shaojue was obvious to all. That man named Tang Shaojue only had a little girl named Mu Xiaoran in his heart.

As family heirs, many people know what to do.

"Miss Mu, can we be friends?"

A young and beautiful girl blocked Mu Xiaoran's way. She was neither the first nor the last.

Mu Xiaoran has black lines all over her head, she wants to say that this is already the sixth one.

Ah, this is simply obsession!

Mu Xiaoran smiled and said, "Of course it's no problem, it's my honor, but I'm going to the classroom in a hurry, and we can talk again when I have a chance."

After speaking, Mu Xiaoran strode towards the classroom.

That speed is so fast that there is a ghost chasing after it, so depressing!

Can she still go to school well?
(End of this chapter)