Happy Boys: From the time of meeting the drunk Song Qian

I thought Su Chen was still teasing Qiao Jingjing.

Pulling up the chair on the other side, I couldn't help but complain.

"I was wronged this time."

"Well, it's just that I don't want to talk..."

As soon as Qiao Jingjing opened her mouth and made a sound, her face turned red involuntarily.

This made Song Qian look at Su Chen more curiously, wondering what he had done.

But don’t talk about Song Qian.

18 Even Su Chen didn't know what he had done to make Qiao Jingjing feel weird today.

A bit like...

Deng Xiaoqi?

As Su Chen and Song Qian took their seats.

Let's eat right away.

Today, Qiao Jingjing was solely focused on cooking and didn't speak the whole time.

Her attitude matched Su Chen and Song Qian's, and she didn't speak the whole time.

Just eat quietly.

In less than half an hour, the meal ended quickly, and Qiao Jingjing ran back to the room quickly.

Then a sentence came from inside.

"Sister Song, please help me press the button for the rest of the time~"

"Good!~"

After Song Qian agreed, she looked at Su Chen: "What did you do to Jingjing? Why does it feel like his voice has changed."

"It's nothing. I just didn't cooperate at the beginning, so I hit him with a pointer."

"Two times to be precise."

Su Chen made two simple gestures, mainly because he couldn't see the situation behind him, so he slapped the back twice.

"Is this the one you use in class?"

Su Chen nodded.

"What did you do with the tools in class?" Song Qian couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Able to use teaching tools in daily life.

This guy can be considered a strange person.

"But two beatings can make her so honest?" Song Qian's face turned slightly red.

"Who knows, maybe his fear of being ruled by a pointer when he was in school was awakened."

"Um......"

Su Chen:? ? ? ? ? ?

[desire, desire, excitement]

Su Chen's eyelids jumped.

Once again, I felt something was wrong with the pointer in my hand.

..

Su Chen lay down on the sofa again: "But the remaining three and a half hours must be completed, otherwise there will be no chance."

Song Qian glared at him angrily, but still followed him to the sofa.

Just about to sit down.

Su Chen suddenly sat up.

"The sofa is a bit small, and the massage is not very comfortable. I can't use it well. Maybe I should go back to the room."

"It's up to you." Song Qian rolled her eyes.

..

Go back to the room.

Su Chen lay on the bed as before.

Seeing how self-conscious he was, Song Qian asked: "How is it? Do you want a designated massage this time?"

"That's not necessary. It depends on how you press it to make it comfortable. Otherwise, you probably won't be able to hold on for three and a half hours." Su Chen didn't care how Song Qian pressed it, as long as she could hold on for three and a half hours.

Song Qian walked to Su Chen, took one of his arms, and pressed it on his upper arm.

Originally, she had never learned massage.

She could only use the massage technique that Su Chen had given her before.

But she doesn't know.

Since receiving the title of massage master, Su Chen's massage methods are no longer limited to techniques.

Most of the time is spent having fun.

So what Song Qian learned was also very applicable to Su Chen.

"Why do I feel more and more that this method is a little wrong?"

Song Qian asked doubtfully: "Is this really the masseuse's technique?"

"Of course. I usually feel quite comfortable when I press it on you. And you don't see that I feel quite comfortable too?"

Su Chen looked serious.

But his fingers were dangling in the air, touching them from time to time.

Song Qian: "..."

Looking at the hand under her body, Song Qian blushed and felt something was strange.

But can't tell.

After pressing the right hand, press the left hand, and the left hand ends with two legs.

Then there's the back.

This whole process, if it were Su Chen, would not take half an hour.

But Song Qian's whole set lasted more than an hour.

Finally, he sat on Su Chen's legs and patted him on the back.

"Okay."

Su Chen almost fell asleep due to being pressed, but was woken up again this time.

"How long have you been up? It's only been more than an hour." Su Chen rubbed his eyes and looked at his phone.

There are several v-letter messages and QQ messages on it.

But Su Chen didn't care.

He just glanced at the time, then turned to look at Song Qian.

"You should actually wait until I have slept for three hours before calling me, so that you can have some rest."

forget.

Song Qian was embarrassed for a moment.

But now that she has been awakened, she can only bite the bullet and say: "Be honest."

Su Chen nodded with deep understanding.

"This is better than that Qiao Jingjing. He is a scammer. Each person has two hours, but he runs away after half a point."

"Stop talking nonsense and turn around quickly."

Song Qian stood up and asked Su Chen to turn over, face up this time.

"The front is close to the heart. It may hurt a little when you press it. Please bear with it."

"Ah."

Song Qian sat back down, but the curve of her legs on the back now turned into her knees.

"Um......"

This time.

Three hours passed quietly.

Su Chen also took out the teaching tools as promised. Qiao Jingjing's situation was a bit special.

Song Qian wanted to know what was going on.

The two of them started experimenting.

During the experiment, Song Qian discovered that this pointer could help people concentrate.

The effect is remarkable.

So she asked Su Chen to borrow the power of this pointer to review physics.

After all, he is a gold medal lecturer and will still teach after returning home.

You have to continue studying even during the holidays.

Su Chen was naturally satisfied.

..

Qiao Jingjing's room.

Qiao Jingjing, who originally planned to sleep wrapped in a quilt, was currently chatting with her boss on her cell phone.

"Boss...can we talk about anything tomorrow? I have something to do today~"

"What's more important than reporting to me?" Yang Mi looked at her phone feeling strange.

Why does Qiao Jingjing's voice sound so weak?

Have a fever?

When the other person said nothing, Yang Mi was a little worried: "Jingjing, do you have a fever?"

"No, I just went out for a round today and was very tired, um..."

Qiao Jingjing breathed into the phone: "I want to sleep, I'll be fine tomorrow."

Yang Mi blushed a little when she heard this voice and sat with her brows tightly together.

Not right.

Su Chen had only been in Magic City for a few days, could he have stolen away their leading actress?

and......

Yang Miyao shook her head and threw away this terrifying thought.

"I only have one question here. He didn't ask you about the game today."

"No..." However, this time the opponent did not end immediately, but asked a question: "Boss, why do you have to ask the game every time? Well... you won't let it go secretly. He has upgraded you, right?"

"You don't have to worry about this anymore, just sleep with you! I'll settle the score with you tomorrow!"

Yang Mi hung up the phone, but did not put it down. Instead, she saw the following news after the call ended.

[A third-rate actor and his director were having a drunken act outside the hotel. It is suspected that the director and the actress were cheating on each other. 】

Yang Mi looked at the photo above.

Although there are mosaics, from the outline, you can still identify this person as a third-rate actor under her company.

Cheng Shu.

At first, I thought she had a good appearance and wanted to sign her to become a traffic star.