The Eighty Blessed Wife is a prodigal

Chapter 646 Mouse (2)

Song Hui only felt that there were countless bugs on Tang Xin's hands, and they landed on his spine through her hands and bit his waist.

Different from the feeling of the upper body massage before, this time the senses are a little fuzzy, which may be due to the lack of sensation in the lower body.

Although there is no sensation below the waist, for some reason, his entire T-section up to the waist has a tingling feeling from the beginning of the massage.

Moreover, as the massage time goes on, the numbness becomes more and more intense, and finally becomes pain and itching.

And Song Hui's entire waist was also rapidly turning red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and transparent drops of water began to seep out of the pores on his body.

"Sister-in-law... how long is it?"

Song Hui was so crushed that he couldn't move, and felt that the days seemed like years.

He gritted his teeth and tried to maintain a calm voice to ask.

"There are still ten minutes left, hold on a little longer."

Tang Xin also had some sweat on her forehead, not much.

However, she is not tired, but anxious. This set of movements looks very simple, and she will finish it in a while.

But 15 minutes passed, and she only did it once for three or four acupuncture points, and the second time just started...

"If you can't hold on, just sleep for a while..."

He Ling thoughtfully wiped Tang Xin's sweat from her temples.

Tang Xin raised her eyes, smiled gratefully at He Ling, and then devoted herself to Song Hui's massage again.

Zhu Xiqin just looked at Song Hui's tormented and painful face, turned her head away with red eye circles, and didn't look at him.

Fearing that she couldn't bear it, she let go of his arm and hurt Tang Xin.

Time passed by bit by bit, Song Hui and Zhu Xiqin's room could not hear other sounds except Song Hui's loud panting due to pain.

When Tang Xin could no longer hold on, the massage was barely finished.

Tang Xin straightened her waist, stood beside the bed and let out a deep sigh of relief: "Xiqin, wipe his body."

Tang Xin thought that pressing a few acupuncture points should be easy to control, but she didn't expect it to be so difficult.

In particular, she actually saw that the sheet under Song Hui was completely soaked, and the mattress might have to be turned over.

"Thank you, sister-in-law."

Zhu Xiqin bowed deeply to Tang Xin.

Song Hui was very tense just now, after the massage, he relaxed a little and fell into a deep sleep.

He Ling and the others left the house to avoid suspicion, and went back to their respective rooms.

After Tang Xin and the others went out, Zhu Xiqin began to wipe Song Hui's body, and found that, just like the scars on his face had faded a lot after his last massage, the bullet marks on his waist had also faded a lot.

Tang Xin returned to her laboratory, took a quick shower, and then fell into a deep sleep.

And in the middle of the night, no one expected that Song Hui would develop a high fever.

In order not to disturb Tang Xin, Zhu Xiqin didn't go to the doctor, but took care of Song Hui at the bedside in a daze.

It was not until early in the morning that Song Hui's high fever subsided.

"Don't go to work today, just rest at home."

When Tang Xin entered the dormitory, she heard what He Ling said to Zhu Xiqin
Then her eyes fell on Zhu Xiqin's yawning face: "What's wrong? Why are you so haggard?"

"Song Hui had a high fever last night, Xiqin stayed up all night and took care of him."

Hearing this, Tang Xin's brows tightened, she didn't understand why Song Hui had a fever when he was healthy.

"Any other symptoms?"

Tang Xin's question got Zhu Xiqin shaking her head.

Song Hui had no other symptoms except for a high fever last night.

(End of this chapter)