I slept until about six o'clock in the evening.

When I got up from bed, the sun was almost setting.

After watching a few episodes of the TV series, Shao Wanyin and Zhang Zhuyu also felt sleepy. They were lying lazily on the sofa to sleep. Shao Wanyin's sleeping posture was extremely inelegant, with one foot on the back of the sofa and the other on the sofa.

The song was bent to a ninety-degree angle, and her hair was loose. In contrast, Zhang Zhuyu's sleeping appearance was much more beautiful. She was just lying on her side motionless, like a rich lady in a costume drama.

Shao Le did not wake them up. He sat down on the single sofa next to him and took out his mobile phone to send a message to Lin Keke: "Have you eaten?"

Lin Keke, who was eating with three roommates in the cafeteria, heard her cell phone ring and quickly replied: "I'm eating."

"I just woke up after sleeping all afternoon. I won't go to the store tonight. You go back to school with Ma Yuan and the others after work."

"oh."

"Have you tried on the clothes my sister bought for you?"

"Tried it."

"Does it fit?"

"It fits well, but I'm not used to wearing it."

Shao Le knew that what Lin Keke meant was that he was not used to wearing such "colorful" clothes. He smiled and replied: "Wear it for a few more days and you will get used to it. Let me change it tomorrow."

Lin Keke typed a line of words, but after thinking about it, he deleted the typed line of words. In the end, he only replied "oh".

"You go ahead and eat, I'm going to eat too."

After replying to the message, Shao Le was about to log out of WeChat when Du Xiangling sent a message.

"I've been lying down all day. I'll return the clothes to you in a few days, or you can come and get them yourself."

Shao Le typed back: "It just so happens that I'm not at school either. You can pay me back when you have time."

"Where have you been?"

"hotel."

Du Xiangling quickly typed and asked: "You and Lin Keke are checking into a room?!"

"right."

"I don't believe it."

"Believe it or not."

After sleeping for a day, Du Xiangling, who had just regained some energy, was sitting on the bed, holding a glass of water filled with cold medicine, and replied to the message: "Then when will you take me to book a room?"

Shao Le replied with the word "scroll" and exited WeChat. Just then, Zhang Zhuyu woke up in a daze. She rubbed her eyes and saw Shao Le sitting next to her, so she asked casually: "What time is it?"

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"It's almost seven o'clock."

Zhang Zhuyu sat up cross-legged from the sofa. Seeing that Shao Wanyin was still sleeping, she rubbed her neck and complained: "Why did I just sleep for a while? My whole body hurts."

"Where does it hurt?"

"Neck, waist."

"Sister Zhuyu, you don't have cervical spondylosis and lumbar disc herniation at a young age, right?"

When Zhang Zhuyu heard this, he grabbed the pillow and threw it towards Shao Le. Shao Le reached out to catch the pillow and said with a bitter smile: "Do you want me to press it for you?"

"Do you know how to massage?"

"The old man taught me some massage techniques, and I gave them to my mother and sister at home."

Zhang Zhuyu immediately lay down, lying on the sofa and said: "Then why are you still standing there? Come over and press it for me."

"Let me know beforehand that my massages are not free."

Zhang Zhuyu said speechlessly: "Let's be honest, how much do you want?"

Shao Le stretched out a finger.

"one hundred?"

"one thousand!"

"It's so expensive. It's not as expensive for me to go to a massage parlor as it is for you!"

"I am providing one-to-one service, and they are definitely not as professional as me."

Zhang Juyu gave Shao Le a roll of his eyes, patted the sofa, and said angrily: "A thousand is a thousand, come and press it for me."

"Yes."

Shao Le walked forward very attentively, sat down next to Zhang Zhuyu, rubbed his hands, and started to rub Zhang Zhuyu's shoulders with both hands skillfully.

"Miss Zhang, is your strength okay?"

"A little harder."

"What now?"

"Okay, okay." Zhang Zhuyu was lying on the sofa, enjoying it with her eyes closed, making a slight gasping sound from her mouth. After a while, she praised: "Okay, I didn't see that you still have something."

Is it?"

"That's right, I made a lot of money from my sister with this trick."

"Please press your waist for me as well."

Shao Le said righteously: "We need more money!"

"Add, add, add." Zhang Zhuyu said happily: "Add as much as you want!"

Shao Le moved his hands to Zhang Juyu's waist. After more than ten minutes of massaging acupuncture points, Zhang Juyu's shoulders and waist not only no longer ached, but felt numb and comfortable.

"It seems that my stomach doesn't hurt much anymore." Zhang Zhuyu said in surprise.

Shao Le asked: "I just pressed the Shenshu point for you for a while. The old man said that this point can relieve palace cold and dysmenorrhea, and that the Yongquan point and Qichong point have similar effects."

"Where are the two acupuncture points you mentioned?"

Shao Le grabbed Zhang Juyu's ankle, clenched his fist and rubbed a spot on the sole of her foot with the knuckle of his middle finger and said, "This is the Yongquan point."

"It hurts, it hurts."

Shao Le let go of Zhang Juyu's feet and said, "I won't help you press the Qi Chong acupoint."

"Why?"

"The Qi Chong point is located five inches below the belly button. It's not convenient for me. Just press it as often as you want and don't press it in the wrong position."

Zhang Zhuyu lowered his head and glanced at his lower body, reached out and slapped Shao Le on the thigh and cursed: "You little hooligan."

"Sister Zhuyu, is it time to settle the bill?"

"How long will it take for you to need money?"

"It's been twenty minutes."

"Then just half an hour."

"You still want me to press there?"

Zhang Zhuyu raised her feet high and said, "Press your feet."

"If you don't press it, your feet will stink."

"You are the one with stinky feet."

"There is a scientific basis for girls' feet to be smellier than boys'."

"Fart." Zhang Zhuyu turned around, kicked his foot towards Shao Le, and said confidently: "Smell it well for me."

Shao Le grabbed Zhang Zhuyu's feet, threw them on the sofa, and said with a look of disgust: "Smell it yourself, don't use your pig's hooves to disgust me."

"Shao Le!"

Zhang Zhuyu spends more than five digits on foot care every year. When she heard Shao Le scolding her for being a pig, she sat up from the sofa and followed Shao Wanyin's usual way of scolding Shao Le.

Shao Le's ears were offended: "You are a pig's hooves, a big pig's hooves."

"Let go!"

"Don't let go!"

"I'll count to three."

"I won't let go."

Shao Le didn't talk about martial arts, so he reached out and scratched Zhang Zhuyu's squeaky nest. Zhang Zhuyu, like most girls, was covered in itchy flesh. After being scratched by Shao Le, he immediately lay down on the sofa...

"Hahaha...stop...come...haha...give it to me...stop...I lose...haha...I give up."

She said this, but her hands were still on Shao Le's ears. As soon as she lay down, Shao Le could only lie down too.

"If you admit defeat, just let go of your hand."

"You get up first."

While the two were tossing around on the sofa, Shao Wanyin woke up at some point. She held her hands on her chest and looked at the two people on the sofa calmly.

After the two stopped, she asked quietly: "What are you doing?"
Chapter completed!