Qiao Zimo glanced at the angry Chu Yiyi, and the corner of his eye turned around and fell on his shoulder, "Oh, my whole body is sore after playing mahjong all night last night..."
"Oh, it just so happens that I am a famous massage expert in our street. Come, let me give you a massage to loosen your muscles and bones..."
Chu Junyan grinned, stepped forward and pinched Qiao Zimo's shoulder...
"Oh, I didn't expect your hands to be so skillful. Oh, here, here is sore..."
Qiao Zimo tilted his neck and glanced at Chu Yiyi with great enjoyment. Seeing that her eyes were burning with anger, he felt even more proud.
"Waist, waist, yes, yes, right here, point it down, point it down again..."
While Chu Junyan was squeezing, she followed Qiao Zimo's wishes and went down...
Chu Yiyi really couldn't bear it anymore. This damn Qiao Zimo actually dared to eat her aunt's tofu?
Further down? How far will it go further?
Chu Yiyi glared at Qiao Zimo hatefully, gritted her teeth and raised the corners of her mouth, moved closer to Qiao Zimo, stretched out her slender hands, "How about you let me serve Young Master Qiao?"
With a backhand, he grabbed Qiao Zimo's military base.
Qiao Zimo squeezed her hand with quick eyes and hands, still with a proud smile on his face, "Oh, the girl personally serves Qiao. Qiao is really honored. But there are many people here and Qiao has a low profile. How about we change places?
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Qiao Zimo said and put Chu Yiyi's hand around his waist, opening his mouth and almost touching Chu Yiyi's face.
The warm and soft breath sprayed on Chu Yiyi's cheek, itching and making people uncomfortable.
"Okay...!" Chu Yiyi gritted her teeth and tried to break free from his hand with a smile on her face, but he held her tighter and tighter.
Qiao Zimo smiled slyly and put his other hand on her shoulder, "Oh, the girl is so reasonable and Qiao likes her!"
As soon as Chu Junyan looked at Qiao Zimo's lustful eyes, she knew that there was something right about this. She immediately said happily: "Young Master Qiao, please don't talk about a girl. If you are weird, just call her Yiyi...
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"Yiyi?"
"Yes, Chu Yiyi... this girl has a hard life. Her mother died when she was very young, and her damn father also ran away with others. The most pitiful thing is that she has a gambling aunt like me in the stall. It's better now.
Being with such a noble person like you is a blessing in disguise for her..."