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"Xiaobo, the time is up." Cheng Wenjin, who had already changed into a yellow casual T-shirt and white women's shorts, stood at the door of Wang Bo's dormitory, bent his fingers and knocked on the door.

Wang Bo was leaning on the bed to read a book. After hearing this, he put down the book and got out of bed. He walked to Cheng Wenjin, touched his head, and said embarrassedly: "Sister, this is really trouble for you. Otherwise, tonight... forget it." Every massage, especially this time in the evening, Cheng Wenjin was exhausted and panting and covered with sweat on his face. Wang Bo was so disgusted that he had to be polite every time, although it was useless.

"How can that be done?" Cheng Wenjin put his hand on his waist and glared coquettishly, "The coach said, you have a lot of exercise now, and you can compare to professional athletes. Professional athletes have masseurs massage. Auntie, although I don't have the skills of professional massage, after so many times of practice, I can barely force it, right? Do you think your aunt's skills are not good, and you want to find someone else to help you press? Or you want to go to the foot washing city?" Cheng Wenjin smiled and teased.

This "accusation" was too serious. Wang Bo did not dare to answer it. He immediately shook his head and said, "Where is it, sister! Your skills are much better than those aunts in the Foot Washing City! I... I just want to be tired of you." Wang Bo told the truth, and there was still something in his heart that all the technicians in the Foot Washing City combined can't compare to your finger.

"How tired can you be? No matter how tired you are, you won't be tired! Come here, you will start school in seven or eight days. If you want my aunt to press it, you won't have that chance--" Cheng Wenjin gave Wang Bo a blank look, dragged his tail tone, and walked towards the sofa in the living room slowly.

The best place to do this kind of whole-body massage is actually lying on the bed, just like the Thai or Chinese massage in a massage shop. Both the massagers and the massagers can be used. However, based on a certain subtle tacit understanding, neither Cheng Wenjin nor Wang Bo mentioned that topic, and always lying on the fabric sofa in the living room for him to press.

Wang Bo followed Cheng Wenjin to the living room. The cushion on the fabric sofa in the living room had been removed. Wang Bo took off his T-shirt and lay directly on the soft sofa. He closed his eyes and began to prepare for the next wonderful massage journey - a technically ordinary, but the impact on the soul and spirit exceeded all the massages he had experienced in his previous life, whether it was a meat or a vegetable press. This was also the biggest reason why Wang Bo was diligent in facing Cheng Wenjin. Although he said a few polite words from time to time, he was actually unable to make up and refused to refuse the party.

Cheng Wenjin sat half of his butt on Wang Bo's waist, bowed slightly, and put his bare hands on his shoulders. He still pressed his shoulders first according to the steps he was in the club.

"Is the strength appropriate? Xiaobo? Tell me if it's not enough!" During the massage process, Cheng Wenjin would ask Wang Bo from time to time and adjust his strength. For Wang Bo, the other party's simple hands that seemed to be broken by him were actually useless. Compared with the club's professional massage technician, it was like tickling, but Wang Bo couldn't bear to let Cheng Wenjin work hard and always said "yes" and "yes."

Cheng Wenjin is also a person who is very good at observing his expressions. After hearing Wang Bo's "yes" and "yes", tonight, she suddenly realized that her strength was probably lighter for the boy. So she only had to increase the force on her hands.

With one step up, the load on the body will naturally become heavier. So, after more than ten minutes, Wang Bo, who was lying on the sofa, could hear breathing deliberately suppressed. Although the other party was careful not to let him hear it, the living room was now elegant and quiet, and only he was the only one. A slightly louder sound would come into Wang Bo's ears. The other party stepped up without telling him, and Wang Bo also learned from this that Cheng Wenjin finally discovered the little secret of his lying.

Wang Bo turned over slightly and looked up at Cheng Wenjin sitting next to him. He saw that the woman's face was red, her two delicate noses opened and closed, and her chest was obviously up and down, and she looked tired. When Wang Bo saw it, he felt both distressed and felt a little sad.

"Sister, you can rest for a while... Also, your strength is too strong, you can... be lighter." Wang Bo said to Cheng Wenjin.

"I used to be too weak, right?" Cheng Wenjin ticked the hair in his ears, let out a sigh, and looked at Wang Bo with a angrily look, "So too, you will tell me when the strength is small? Are you still afraid of being tired? What's the tiring thing about doing this? Thinking about the years when I married you Uncle Liang when I was busy with farming, I went to the countryside to plant rice and harvest rice with the thunder and fire and sun, which was tiring."

When Wang Bo was really shocked when he heard that Cheng Wenjin, a woman with a luxurious and elegant manner, who was no less than any big star, had even gone to farmland. He subconsciously said, "Sister, you... have you still gone to farmland?"

"Hmph! Are you underestimating people now? Auntie, do I look like the kind of person who is not diligent in four bodies and does not distinguish between grains?" Cheng Wenjin stretched out his index finger and pressed Wang Bo's forehead, snorting dissatisfied, and the expression on his face fell into some memories. "That was the first time I went down to the field, and the first time I experienced the hardships of farmers and the difficulty of life. At the same time, I also came into contact with another vast world that I had never been in contact with before. It was tired, but now I think about it, being able to contact nature at close distance is full of hope for the future and the fruits of victory, which is quite interesting." Cheng Wenjin smiled, his face full of indulgence.

Wang Bo didn't want Cheng Wenjin to recall her past with another man. Even if the man was dead, he would feel uncomfortable. Wang Bo directly grabbed Cheng Wenjin's right hand in his hand and shook it - this was also his habitual movement of staying alone with Cheng Wenjin, and said excitedly: "Sister, since you like to be close to nature, next time we go to SH, we will change half of the garden of Wang Gongguan into a vegetable garden? Then plant onions, ginger, garlic, radish, and cabbage... In the future, cooking at home, many seasonings and side dishes can be picked directly in the vegetable garden. We don't use pesticides or chemical fertilizers. It's completely natural green food. How beautiful?"

Wang Bo's "Real Estate Business Department" has invested in four first-tier cities in Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen, as well as several second-tier cities such as Ningcheng, Hangzhou, Rongcheng, HN Island, etc. The total number of real estate investments has exceeded 60 units. In addition to Cheng Wenxuan, the fourth sister of Cheng Wenxuan, the first bare commander Cheng Wenjin, Wang Bo has successively recruited three assistants for Cheng Wenxuan. Her minister is legitimate. Among the more than 60 properties, except for the villa in the HK area of ​​the Magic City, which was named "Wang Gongguan" by Wang Bo, others were basically rented out. Wang Bo, Cheng Wenjin, Fang You, and relatives and friends from Sifang, were arranged to be in the Wanggongguan when they went to the Magic City. However, Wanggongguan is mostly empty, usually by

Cheng Wenjin's fourth sister helped take care of her, and regularly asked housekeepers to come over to clean, or asked her husband Qing Shengbin to come to trim the flowers and plants in XHY area. Cheng Wenxuan's husband liked gardening, but there were not a few pots of flowers and plants on the small balcony of her home. Qing Shengbin was a hero who was useless. Later, when he heard that his wife wanted to ask a gardener to clean the garden for her boss, he volunteered. After going there, facing the 500 square meters of lawns and gardens, with colorful flowers and green grass. Qing Shengbin was completely shocked, and immediately told his wife that as long as he was allowed to wander in the sea of ​​flowers, he would do it for nothing. Of course, Wang Bo would not let Cheng Wenjin's fourth brother-in-law work for nothing, and paid him a salary of 100 yuan.

"Change it into a vegetable garden?" Cheng Wenjin's beautiful eyes lit up, and the two huge gardens of the Wanggongguan flashed out in his mind. "It's not impossible to set up a piece of land in the back garden as a vegetable garden, but you spend less than ten days a year in the Magic City. Even if all the vegetables in the field are ripe, you won't have that good food!" Cheng Wenjin said with a smile.

"We don't have time to eat, so we can let grandma, grandpa, and your sister-in-law and sister pick it! Also, last time, my grandpa envied the private land of rural people, saying that we can grow vegetables, work and exercise, get close to nature, kill two birds with one stone, and the city people will not have that blessing. We set up a vegetable field, and if grandma and grandpa want to farm, they can also experience it. For the elderly, proper exercise only has the benefits and no harm."

Cheng Wenjin was attracted by Wang Bo's narrative and slowly came up with a picture of three generations living together in his mind: her parents were working in the vegetable field, she took a kettle to water the flowers and plants, and the children swung on the nearby swing, sprinkling a string of cheerful and cheerful laughter. At this time, a sunset burst out from the clouds, giving the entire backyard, vegetable field, garden, and people inside were covered with a layer of dazzling gold, just like the flowing light in the dream.

Thinking of this, Cheng Wenjin became a little confused. Wang Bo did not disturb Cheng Wenjin's thoughts, but just grabbed the other party's little hand, quietly experiencing the delicateness and tenderness that he never tires of grasping, and feeling the poetic tranquility.

Cheng Wenjin quickly woke up from his imagination and shook his head. The picture Wang Bo described to him just now obviously had a lot of impact on her heart. But is that possible? He, his parents, sister, and brother, stayed in his villa all the way, what would it look like? Can't the people around him gossip? If Xiaoya is with him, the two will talk about marriage in the future, it would be fine, they will always be a family. But Xiaoya has broken up with him and became an ordinary classmate relationship. Now he is one of his agents and assistants. Besides, there is no other relationship. Why should he occupy his good things? Enjoy those enjoyments that do not belong to him?

While sighing sadly, Cheng Wenjin suddenly realized that his hand was being grabbed by the little ghost again, and it was also linked to her own hand and held it tightly together, just like what lovers often do.

Cheng Wenjin's heart immediately jumped, and a strong strangeness appeared in his heart. Cheng Wenjin subconsciously quickly threw away Wang Bo's hand, as if it was not the boy's palm, but a red-burned soldering iron holding her!

However, after she shook Wang Bo's hand, she realized that her movements were exaggerated and allergic, with a bit of "no silver here" meaning, so she quickly changed the topic and said, "Okay! You are still in Rongcheng now, but you are worried about SH. Let's lie down quickly. Take the time to massage you, and I will make a few more calls." After that, Cheng Wenjin patted Wang Bo's shoulder heavily and pressed him face down on the sofa again.

But this "pop" remake made Cheng Wenjin's heart jump again, and her face began to turn red at a speed that was within reach of the naked eye, and it quickly spread to her ears. She thought of the "flirting" she met with her husband in the past. How similar was the one she just hit on the shoulder of this little ghost just now?
Chapter completed!