A Joyful Boy: From Meeting the Drunk Song Qian

"Su Chen, um... where did you learn your massage skills? I've never heard you mention it before."

“You didn’t ask before.” Su Chen continued pressing with both hands: “I practiced this with Sister Song. Her shoulders were sore from class, and she learned it by pressing them.”

"Oh, I see. He's quite the sweetheart. But Song Qian never told me anything like this." Tong Wenjie turned to look at the shy Song Qian beside her: "She really doesn't treat me like a best friend."

Song Qian ignored her.

"Looking at you now, you're really amazing. You taught yourself cooking and massage. Compared to you, Fang Yifan is nothing."

Even his father, Fang Yuan couldn't compare.

Tong Wenjie sighed.

It's the same thing: cooking.

Fang Yuan only cooks home-style dishes.

Su Chen's cooking skills, however, were good enough to bring in income for the Jiang family's kitchen.

Then comes the massage.

At most, Fang Yuan would just give them a shoulder massage or leg rub, simply to relax their muscles.

And Su Chen.

It felt so good to have your hands on me, as if they were imbued with magic.

Just a moment.

That strange feeling from before returned.

she knows.

If this continues, the situation we just witnessed might happen again.

But she didn't care.

Since we've already done it once, doing it again won't hurt.

It's better to calm down and enjoy yourself.

This needs a simple comparison.

There's no way she can even mention the three men in her family.

Just like I told Fang Yuan.

We should try to get as close as possible in the future.

.........

The massage is over.

Tong Wenjie did not get up immediately.

Instead, he lay there resting.

Song Qian looked at Su Chen with a coquettish expression.

"Can't you tone it down a bit?"

"There's nothing I can do about it."

Su Chen's Massage Master skill is a passive skill.

Placing your hand on someone's head will automatically remove negative buffs.

At most, he won't massage acupoints.

But who can withstand that?

"Sister Song, would you like to give it a try?"

Seeing Su Chen's eager eyes, Song Qian quickly stepped back and pulled Yang Tao in front of her.

"Peach just finished exercising, why don't you help her stretch and relax?"

Yang Tao looked completely bewildered.

Before she could even react, Song Qian had already laid her down on the yoga mat.

A beautiful woman is in front of me.

Su Chen naturally wouldn't let it go.

"Wait, I'm not finished exercising yet, wait a minute..."

"Um......"

After 10 minutes.

Yang Tao and Tong Wenjie lay there together.

Because Su Chen pressed the buttons quite vigorously.

Yang Tao's head was covered in fine sweat.

More than when I first started exercising.

Su Chen looked at Song Qian again.

Song Qian continued to back away.

"Since Teacher Song is unwilling, then let me do it. I just exercised for a while and my whole body is sore."

An unexpected sound came.

Xiao Meng walked over with alluring steps.

Lie flat on your yoga mat.

Take a deep breath.

Those who saw it were moved.

"Could you give me a good massage? My skin is a little sore here."

Xiaomeng held her waist with both hands, a hint of pain showing on her lips.

The voice is soft and weak.

It looks just like a harmless rabbit.

Song Qian cursed inwardly.

But that didn't stop Su Chen's actions.

That guy Qiao Weidong dared to fight me for custody of Qiao Yingzi during our senior year of high school.

He shouldn't even think about reconciling with him.

As for his girlfriend's infidelity, he had no interest in mediating it.

She was overjoyed.

This is revenge from a woman!

Song Qianqian and Su Chen didn't touch each other; instead, Song Qianqian took the initiative to place her hand on Su Chen's arm.

"Teacher Xiaomeng is now our yoga teacher, so we should treat her well."

"Don't refuse other people's requests."

Song Qian raised an eyebrow at Su Chen.

They even pressed his hand in the right place.

Su Chen felt Xiao Meng's body tremble slightly, so he nodded and began to massage her.

And just then.

Su Chen also confirmed that Xiao Meng had changed her pants earlier.

One item was missing.

Or.

Something is missing.

Su Chen believed that Song Qian could also see this.

That's why I made myself press it.

【desire】

"Why do I feel like the people around me are getting weirder and weirder, or rather, I'm getting weirder and weirder?"

Su Chen reminisced about the past.

It seems that ever since Deng Xiaoqi started, the people around her have all seemed a bit off.

It seems like there are some problems with XP systems.

They became even bolder.

Song Qian looked at Xiao Meng, who was lying there enjoying herself, and touched her face with both hands.

"Teacher Xiaomeng, that was pretty good, wasn't it?"