Chapter 141: Qin Zhanhong's Condition

Qin Zhanhong lowered her eyelids slightly, "What do the latter two mean?"

"It's the dialect of my hometown, referring to husband and elder brother."

"Which one do you want to hear?"

"Having you call me husband is definitely unrealistic; I don't even dare hope for that, but calling me elder brother shouldn't be too much, right?"

Qin Zhanhong snorted, "You do have foresight, but why not just let me call you elder brother directly, instead of using the dialect?"

"Without the dialect, can you even say it out loud?"

"Cannot!"

"Then that's settled."

"Well, it's not impossible, but I have a condition!"

"Speak!"

Qin Zhanhong's charming eyes curved up; she suddenly kicked off her shoes and placed her small feet on the chair back.

"Help me rub my feet, rub my legs, and I'll agree to you!" Qin Zhanhong's mouth curled with a smile, her eyes rippling with clear provocation like water waves.

What kind of condition is this? This is just pure free service!

Suppressing the urge to laugh, Chen Wuji's expression turned into one of resentful displeasure.

Pretend, must pretend to the death.

He sat down and grabbed Qin Zhanhong's small foot.

He began to massage.

"Is this okay?" Chen Wuji asked with a bitter, resentful expression.

"Well, don't say it, your rubbing is actually quite comfortable." Qin Zhanhong exclaimed, somewhat surprised.

Chen Wuji let out a light hum and said, "I naturally know how."

Mastering acupoints is a prerequisite for studying Chinese medicine; he had indeed seriously learned this technique.

In Qin Zhanhong's rippling, water-like eyes, a flash of danger appeared: "So you often give other women this kind of rub?"

"I studied a few days as a village doctor, I'm pressing acupoints—what are you thinking?" Chen Wuji said speechlessly.

The thoughts of a woman with a bit of addiction are always so improper.

Qin Zhanhong glanced displeased at Chen Wuji, "A bit higher."

"Huh? Still online? Or still the leg?" Chen Wuji said.

"Whatever you want, I don't mind anyway."

Qin Zhanhong crossed her arms, looking at Chen Wuji with amusement, still maintaining her high posture.

She seemed to think that even having come this far, she was still punishing Chen Wuji.

But soon, her expression changed.

……

Chen Wuji likes proactive women.

What's more, Qin Zhanhong is very willing to try new things.

If this trend continues, full development is just a matter of time.

However, this fondness for Chen Wuji cannot yet be openly displayed, lest exposing it cause this woman to go berserk.

This made Chen Wuji quite regretful.

After the wind ceased and rain stopped, Qin Zhanhong tidied her skirt and giggled, "Today wasn't bad, much braver than before, so I'll call you that."

Chen Wuji: ……

Although he likes proactive women, he doesn't at all like Qin Zhanhong's tone of speech.

Just now, the punishment was still too light.

"Then go ahead and call." Chen Wuji urged impatiently.

Qin Zhanhong raised her eyes, "Didn't I just say that?"

Chen Wuji: "……?!"

"Are you just teasing me?"

Chen Wuji looked at her speechlessly and said.

Qin Zhanhong giggled, leaned close to Chen Wuji's ear, and obediently shouted.

"Now, are you satisfied?"

Chen Wuji instantly burst into an uncle-by-marriage laugh, satisfied.

Very satisfied!

It's just a pity that the timing isn't right.

Calling now is a bit lacking in meaning, but it's still okay.

Qin Zhanhong had put on her clothes, tidied her somewhat disheveled hair, and said, "Let's go, follow me into the city."

"Aren't you going to take a bath?"

"Going to the city to open an inn, this place is rather inconvenient." Qin Zhanhong said.