The Eighty Blessed Wife is a prodigal

Chapter 309 After Massage, His Skin Healed (2)

"massage?"

Zhu Xiqin looked at Tang Xin suspiciously: "Is it what my sister-in-law said in the store just now, is it 2000 yuan for a massage?"

Tang Xin winked at her and smiled: "I'm not yet proficient, practice with Song Hui."

Zhu Xiqin glanced at Tang Xin suspiciously, nodded, and silently put down the bowls and chopsticks to help the aunt who was cooking to clean up the table.

On the other hand, Tang Xin pushed Song Hui into the room, and began to massage his neck, shoulders, arms, and even his head according to the acupuncture points.

When giving He Yan a massage before, Tang Xin only massaged her shoulders.

It's different now, she massages the head, shoulders, arms and more.

Although he hasn't learned his waist yet, he should be able to see if he can improve blood circulation throughout his body, even if it is to lighten the scars on his face.

With the push of Tang Xin's fingers, Song Hui felt as if a fire was burning on his body, and the burning made him feel uncomfortable and the pain was unbearable.

It hurts and itches.

If it weren't for being unable to move, he might have escaped here at this time, it was too uncomfortable.

Song Hui's panting gradually became heavier, and there was suppressed pain in his voice.

It's not that Tang Xin didn't hear it, but she pretended not to hear it. It will take a while to get a set of massage, so I can't waste all my efforts.

However, what puzzled Tang Xin was that when she massaged He Yan, He Yan fell asleep and didn't feel any discomfort. Why was Song Hui in such pain?

Zhu Xiqin stood at the door, listening to Song Hui's rapid breathing, clenched her fists, trying to restrain the urge to rush in.

She's not stupid, there must be a reason for Tang Xin to give Song Hui a massage all of a sudden, it's not like she said, it's just for practice.

After a long time, Tang Xin wiped the fine sweat from her forehead, breathed a sigh of relief, looked back at Zhu Xiqin and said, "Find him a towel to wipe him off, and change into new clothes."

At this time, the sweat on Song Hui's body flowed to the ground as if it had just been fished out of the water.

Tang Xin left their room and sat on the sofa.

When the door cut off Zhu Xiqin and Song Hui's sight, Tang Xin's face instantly turned pale, and sleepiness swept over her whole body, causing her to fall asleep on the sofa with her head tilted.

When Zhu Xiqin went out and sent Song Hui's clothes to the bathroom for washing, she saw Tang Xin who was sleeping on the sofa.
She went back to the room and took out a blanket to cover Tang Xin.

When Zhu Xiqin changed Song Hui's clothes, she was startled by the sweat on his body. When she wiped Song Hui's body, she didn't expect that a red towel was wiped black.

Looking at it with the naked eye, it was just clear water without any smell, but the sweat on his body was dirty.

Fearing that it would not come out after washing, Zhu Xiqin put his clothes into the laundry tub, filled with water and washing soap, quickly rubbed them out, and took them out to dry.

After everything was packed, Zhu Xiqin helped Song Hui, who was sleeping heavily, onto the bed, and went downstairs to the shop.

It was almost evening when Tang Xin woke up, she stretched her waist before looking around.

"Sister-in-law, are you awake?"

Tang Xin was taken aback by Song Hui's voice. She turned her head to smile at him, but when she touched his face, the smile froze on her face.

I saw that the scar on Song Hui's face had faded a little, not as ferocious as before, with a bloody color.

I don't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that the scar on Song Hui's face was smaller.

"what happened?"

Song Hui touched his face suspiciously and asked Tang Xin.

Tang Xin shook her head: "It's okay, do you feel any discomfort?"

　ask for a ticket~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)