Young Master Bo, your wife is going to heaven

Not surprisingly, Sheng Nuan woke up the next day with red marks all over his neck.

Her heart is like this: "..."

This is too much!
She immediately wanted to call up the camera to find out who the villain was, and then she saw that she was in Sparta.

nobody?
How could this be?
She looked over carefully and found that there was not a single mouse, let alone such a big living person.

She turned around and looked at the young master who was lying flat and motionless, feeling depressed in her heart, obviously that guy was prettier than herself, why didn't she take advantage of him?

It is also unscientific.

But after this incident, she has made up her mind that she must learn massage, at least to keep this young master from being in such a deep coma.

Just do it.

Sheng Nuan went downstairs immediately.

The old lady smiled like a flower: "Young Madam, where are you going in such a hurry? Why don't I let the bodyguard take you off."

Being a bodyguard during the day and becoming a young master at night is a seamless connection.

She couldn't help admiring her son's physical ability, he was able to toss so much, no, the daughter-in-law's neck was so red.

It's frenzied to make such a fuss just after marrying someone back home.

"I want to go home."

Suddenly she thought of something, Zhang's mother is a bit old, and her massage skills may not be that good, maybe there is something good in the Bo family.

"Aunt Mei, do you know where there is someone who can massage?"

"massage?"

The old lady rolled her eyes and understood immediately: "Are you going to give the young master a massage? That's great, young lady, you are really kind."

If it's a massage, isn't it considered intimate contact?

Originally, she was still worried about how to create opportunities for them to have intimate contact, but now that it was all right, she was not worried at all.

"I want a masseuse, I have everything." She immediately made a phone call.

"No need, I'm just..."

Ding dong.

The doorbell rang.

"Hello, Aunt Mei, are you looking for me?" A middle-aged woman with a gentle face came in, holding a box in her hand, and she looked very professional.

"It's nothing, it's just that the young lady wants to learn about massage, so please give me some guidance." After the old lady finished speaking, she gave a look that you understood.

The masseur was stunned for a moment, a little puzzled, why did the look in his eyes just now seem to say-you just need to teach without doing your job?
not understand well.

"Hello." Sheng Nuan stretched out his hand first.

It would be great to have a professional masseur, and save Zhang Ma from bothering.By the way, Mama Zhang can spare time to stare at the disgusting pair of mother and daughter.

"Hello, young lady, my name is Fang Yin." The masseuse introduced himself, "Before I start teaching, I want to confirm how much young lady knows about massage."

Sheng Nuan was a little embarrassed: "To be honest, I don't know much, but correct acupoint massage can make people feel comfortable, and it can also relieve the disease. Oh, I also know the names of a few acupoints."

She reported a few, although she even reported the kindergarten-level ones like the temples, at least her attitude was still very good.

Fang Yin nodded: "Young Madam is right, so let's practice now."

At the beginning, she spoke very seriously, but the style of painting later on was a bit wrong. Why did she keep persuading herself to press the acupuncture points below the waist?
"Isn't there more acupuncture points on the upper body of the human body?"

Concentrating on the lower body is a swollen horse?
Fang Yin's deity's inner OS—I don't know, but the old lady ordered so, and I can't refute it.

"This..." She had an idea and pulled a big egg, "Because I specially designed the massage plan for the young master. Most of the young master's paralysis is concentrated below the waist, so this massage is the most important thing. As long as The leg has regained consciousness, and there will be no problems in the follow-up, maybe the young master can wake up earlier."

Sheng Nuan said.

It sounds reasonable, but it doesn't feel right.

Especially when practicing with the dummy in front of me, there are always some unhealthy things in my mind.

If you massage Bao Siyan...

cough cough.

Stop, stop, stop thinking about it.

Sheng Nuan began to study massage seriously.

When she pressed the acupuncture point on the dummy's thigh, the old lady was lying at the door watching.

She smiled knowingly.

Just thinking about the scene where the daughter-in-law massages her son's thigh is super exciting.

Not anymore.

She had to hurry up and share the good news with her son.

"Son, get up quickly." The old lady patted him on the shoulder, seeing that he was still lying there pretending to be dead, she simply slapped him.

Bao Siyan was still in a deep sleep just now, but when he was woken up suddenly, a gloomy look flashed across his eyes.

"If you weren't my mother, maybe I would have thrown you out." He got up slowly, obviously very angry after getting up.

The old lady smiled, she was not afraid: "If you drive me out, will someone tell you the shocking good news?"

Bao Siyan lazily put on a coat, and his movements were elegant and charming: "What is it?"

"I'll tell you when the time comes. You just need to know that you will be very happy tonight." The old lady couldn't help but laugh.

Bao Siyan frowned, what the hell?

"By the way, you see that the progress of your relationship sounds good. When will you give birth to a grandson for me?"

"Have you already thought of your grandson?"

"That's not right. You see, those who are my age have grandchildren. I think my body and appearance are not bad at all. My son is so handsome and rich. Why can't I have grandchildren?"

Bao Siyan rubbed the center of his brows with a headache, and came again.

For many years, my mother has repeated those words over and over again.On the surface, Mrs. Bo, who looks like the boss of the Bo family, is actually an old lady who likes to give birth behind her back.

And what does it matter if she has grandchildren or not?
"I tell you..."

dong dong.

Footsteps sounded on the stairs.

"It seems to be right here..."

It was Sheng Nuan's voice.

Bao Siyan's brows tightened, are they going to be discovered?
But at this moment, my mother poured a glass of water on me without saying a word, and then said to myself with a smile: "Son, don't thank me."

The next moment, she shouted: "Young madam, come quickly, the young master is in danger!"