Seeing that Chen Yan was confused by him, Yang Xia smiled softly, held his hand and said, "Hurry up and tell your fortune. Promise me that you will rescue those pregnant women, and you must also promise me not to get hurt."
This is so heartwarming to say.
It is said that Yang Xia is a woman with a high emotional intelligence in the entertainment industry. Now it seems that it is not false.
At least I feel comfortable getting along with her.
"Um!"
Chen Yan nodded, then grabbed eight chopsticks, clattered them, and scattered them on the table.
For the first fortune telling, he used three chopsticks.
This time, there were five more.
The difficulty increases exponentially.
After calculating for two full minutes and using all ten fingers, I finally succeeded.
Chen Yan breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling relieved.
Yang Xia laughed beside him: "Okay? I think your ten fingers are not enough. I was just thinking about whether I should lend you my fingers."
Chen Yan said seriously: "Your fingers are useless."
Yang Xia rolled his eyes: "Have you figured out where Lafayette is?"
Chen Yan shook his head: "You can't tell where he is by fortune telling, but you can tell the auspicious time and direction. It's now 11:03, and there's still some time before the auspicious time. Let me treat the injury on your foot first."
After saying that, he directly picked up Yang Xia and placed her on the table.
Then he quickly took off her shoes and socks and held a jade foot in his hand.
Yang Xia's actions made her blush and her heart skip a beat, and said, "If another man had done such an action without my consent, I would have kicked him out."
"Uh--, sorry, I forgot to ask because I was in a hurry, will you kick me?"
"I...can't bear to kick you."
These words sounded a bit ambiguous, so Chen Yan laughed and said, "People on the Internet say you have foot odor, so don't make me faint."
After saying this, Yang Xia really wanted to kick someone: "That's a joke, okay? Why do I have foot odor? I...ah..."
Before she finished speaking, Chen Yan used force to straighten her sprained and dislocated ankle.
"Okay, I'll give you some more Qi massage, and it won't hurt after a while."
After pressing the button for less than two minutes, Zhang Yourong came in.
Seeing Chen Yan actually pinching Yang Xia's feet, his nose suddenly turned crooked with anger: "Are you mistaken? This is so urgent. Do you still have the time to touch a woman's feet here? Are her feet easy to touch? Isn't she?
Do you have foot odor? Don’t you mind the smell?”
These words sound sour no matter how you hear them.
Yang Xia was even more embarrassed and angry.
Chen Yan said: "That's a rumor, wait three more minutes."
"You still have to wait three minutes? Just touch it, I'm leaving!"
Zhang Yourong said and ran out angrily.
Chen Yan hurriedly caught up: "I've calculated it. It's an auspicious time in three minutes. It's neither early nor late. Only when you go out will you gain something, otherwise it will be all in vain."
Zhang Yourong said: "Only ghosts believe you."
Chen Yan said: "Okay, you go and chase him. Without me, you don't know where to chase him, and you have to guess what he looks like."
Zhang Yourong stamped his foot: "Okay, I'll just wait for you for three minutes. If you can't catch up in the end, I'll bite you to death."
Chen Yan continued to massage Yang Xia.
Yang Xia leaned close to Chen Yan's ear and whispered: "Hey, didn't you see? She is jealous of me."