Marriage sleepy: less power to pet lightly

Chapter 302 New Massage Therapist

According to Song Zhiwei's instructions, Wei Xuan intentionally or unintentionally mentioned the fact that Xie Yi had a girlfriend in front of the big leaders. In the next few days, Xie Yi came to visit Xue Qian almost every day.

"What a bitch, knowing that 'Gao Zhi' can't be climbed, I thought of Xue Qian again." On the way back to her house, Song Zhiwei kept scolding Xie Yi.

Afraid that she would be cold, Wei Xuan put his coat on her shoulders, and tightly held her cool little hands in his palms, he comforted: "Okay, don't be angry."

"How can you not be angry? That kind of bitch, if I wasn't afraid of provoking Qianqian, I really want to see him beat him up!" Song Zhiwei looked up at Wei Xuan, and asked, "When you usually train, can you find him?" A chance to beat him up?"

Wei Xuan suppressed a smile and nodded: "Okay, I will look for opportunities."

Waving her fists, Song Zhiwei warned: "Be sure to beat him hard, it's best to beat him until he can't get up!"

"Okay." As a "wife slave", naturally my wife will do whatever she says.

"There will be a multi-provincial joint combat exercise next week, and I will be leaving the day after tomorrow." Wei Xuan told her.

"Ah, we're leaving again?" Song Zhiwei felt a little depressed when she heard that, and she was going to be separated for a few days, and she knew it was dangerous as soon as she heard the exercise.

"This is work." Wei Xuan pinched the back of her hand, showing a little helplessness.

"Is the risk factor high?" Looking at him, Song Zhiwei was worried.

The exercise has a casualty rate, but Wei Xuan didn't want her to worry, so he shook his head, "There is no danger."

"Really?" Song Zhiwei asked again in disbelief.

"Really." Wei Xuan gave her an affirmative answer.

"Okay, then you have to take care of yourself too." Song Zhiwei asked him to promise.

"Okay." Wei Xuan assured.

Back home, after taking a shower, Wei Xuan helped her dry her hair.

Although Song Zhiwei's hair was not black and shiny, it was dense and soft, and it was very comfortable to touch.

She sat on the bed and used her mobile phone to reply to inquiries on Weibo, while Wei Xuan sat behind her and dried her hair carefully.

"By the way, our hospital recently wants to go to the orphanage to hold a public welfare activity, let the dogs play with the children, this will help some introverted or even autistic children, and secondly, it will also spread correct parenting among the next generation Love knowledge." Song Zhiwei informed Wei Xuan of the recent itinerary, so that he would not be worried when the time came.

"Okay." Wei Xuan's deep and mellow voice sounded behind her ear, "I will send someone to protect you secretly."

"Every time you ask your subordinates to do extra work, treat them to a meal sometime as a thank you." Song Zhiwei is a person who knows how to repay her kindness and doesn't like to use power for personal gain, so she hopes to find an opportunity to thank those who have protected her. her people.

"There will be a chance." Wei Xuan replied, he has always been very kind to his subordinates, but he has been too busy recently and has no time to gather them for a meal.After the exercise is over and their house is almost finished, they can invite everyone to have a meal together.

After drying her hair, Song Zhiwei sat cross-legged on the bed and told Wei Xuan to turn around.

"What are you doing?" Wei Xuan asked, looking at Song Zhiwei who was smiling puzzledly.

Song Zhiwei patted him on the shoulder and urged, "Turn around."

Wei Xuan had no choice but to turn his back.

Her little hands landed on his shoulders and began to knead them gently.

Unexpectedly, she wanted to massage herself, and the technique felt pretty good.

"When did you learn it?" Wei Xuan asked with a smile while enjoying her massage safely.

"Just today." Because Wei Xuan's muscles are very strong, Song Zhiwei pressed a little hard, but for him, the strength was just right. "Sister Mei's husband has shoulder, neck and lumbar problems, and she found a Thai master." I taught her massage, and today I saw her massage a colleague, so I learned two tricks from her."

First, he used pinching techniques to relax Wei Xuan's shoulders, and then Song Zhiwei began to beat them.

"Why do you want to learn?" Wei Xuan asked knowingly.

"It's for you." Song Zhiwei, who has no chest, blurted out, "I see that you usually work so hard, and your body will definitely be exhausted, so I want to learn from Sister Mei, and I will massage you more when I am free. Massage, to help you relieve the strain on your body. How about it, am I a good wife?"

"Yes." Wei Xuan praised without hesitation, "It has always been."

Being praised by him, Song Zhiwei laughed and said, "Be nice to you, so that you won't be seduced by the vixen outside."

As he spoke, he beat his shoulders harder.

After massaging his shoulders, Song Zhiwei asked Wei Xuan to lie on the bed to massage his back.

"Let me tell you that my workmanship is not good. If it hurts you, you must say so." Song Zhiwei, who was worried about her workmanship, did not forget to explain before starting.

"Hmm." To be honest, Wei Xuan really didn't expect that he would be treated like this one day. His wife "condescends" to massage him personally, no matter how painful it is, he has to endure it.

Sitting on his lower back, Song Zhiwei followed the procedure that Sister Mei taught her during the day, starting from the shoulder blades and using her thumbs to unblock the tendons. Because Wei Xuan's back was too hard, she used all her strength from the beginning.

Although Wei Xuan has never had a massage in a massage shop, he also knows that Song Zhiwei's technique is really not professional enough, it's almost like scraping his flesh with his fingernails, but these can be tolerated.

"Your skin is thick and fleshy, it's really hard to press." As a "technician", Song Zhiwei complained about the "guest".

Wei Xuan's attitude was very correct, and he said sincerely, "Thank you for your hard work, wife."

"Fortunately, I ate a lot tonight, so I think I've lost weight." Song Zhiwei massaged him carefully and soothingly from his back blade, down his spine to his waist.

In the middle, she took a break, shaking her sore arms, and said, "I feel that when winter comes, my physical strength will plummet. It seems that I really need to strengthen my exercise. Wei Xuan, how about buying a treadmill for our new home? I've always wanted to buy it, but unfortunately my house is too small to fit in."

"Okay, you decide." Wei Xuan sympathized with her and wanted her to stop pressing, but Song Zhiwei is a person who does things from beginning to end, insisting on finishing the whole process before ending.

"How do you feel now? Are your shoulders sore? Do you have back pain?" Song Zhiwei did not forget to ask Wei Xuan how he felt.

Wei Xuan sat up, turned his head, stretched his arms, and rewarded her with a hard kiss on the cheek, "It feels good."

"That's good." Song Zhiwei planned, "I will continue to learn from Sister Mei, and then I will find a good master to teach me. I believe that in time, I will become an excellent masseur, and I will guarantee that you will relax your muscles and bones every day. , can't stop!"

(End of this chapter)