"But I'm too stupid to learn." Song Xiaoya refuses to step forward, always feeling that doing so is a bit like a third party.

"Shall I teach you myself?" Jiang Beichen see song Xiaoya is not on the road, some dissatisfaction, face with an unusual smile at her.

That kind of smile, let song Xiaoya is a tight heart, there is a kind of beast staring at the feeling.

Although she didn't know how to teach, she didn't think it was a good thing!

"No I suddenly I suddenly remember how to massage. " After that, I went to some places and got ready to start. It's just a massage. I haven't eaten pork and I've seen how pigs run. It's no big deal.

See she obediently came over, Jiang Beichen this just satisfied of start to stir up corners of the mouth, start to shut eyes to recuperate.

Song Xiaoya bit her lip, then stretched out her two hands and gently put them on Jiang Beichen's shoulders. Through her thin shirt, she could clearly feel his temperature.

Without learning massage, she tried to hold his shoulder in the posture on TV.

ginger Beichen's faint smell drifted into her nose. I don't know whether it's perfume or shampoo. For a moment, song Xiaoya thought that this kind of taste was really good.

The next moment, she immediately back away, secretly complain, what's the matter with her? What was that!

When song Xiaoya is struggling in her heart, Jiang Beichen just closes her eyes and enjoys the massage service she provides.

Although the technique is very unfamiliar, the position is not accurate, and the strength is far less than that, what's the relationship? People are the most important!

Song Xiaoya is not in the mood to watch the live broadcast of the press conference on TV. She rubs Jiang Beichen's shoulder and stares at him to stop.

Jiang Beichen really enjoyed the feeling. He squinted and enjoyed the comfortable atmosphere.

"I'm tired." A few minutes later, song Xiaoya, who can't wait for Jiang Beichen to stop, finally can't help it. She loosens her hand and quit!

Jiang Beichen didn't embarrass her any more. He picked up the document on the desk and began to read it again. Song Xiaoya gave him a glance and then watched the picture on TV.

In the lounge, apart from the sound on the TV, there was only the sound of paper turning.

After a while, song Xiaoya moves or sits in a different position. She glances at Jiang Beichen all the time and finds that he seems to be completely immersed in the contents of the document, and doesn't notice her action at all.

Next, song Xiaoya finally takes action. She gently moves to the edge of the sofa, and then slowly stands up to sneak out to see the real press conference.

Just raised his feet ready to run away, the cold voice behind the ring, "where to?"

Song Xiaoya froze for a moment, raised her foot and put it down again. She turned her head awkwardly and didn't know what to say, so she covered her stomach with her hand tactfully, "I I suddenly feel sick and want to go to the toilet... "

Jiang Beichen sneers, this little trick can't hide him, "there is a toilet in the room."

"Yes? Why didn't I find out? " Song Xiaoya smiles awkwardly. Just now, it's just an excuse for being in a hurry. Unexpectedly, when she opens her mouth, she is exposed.

It seems that Jiang Beichen is not so easy to cheat.

"I don't know why, the stomach suddenly doesn't hurt," Song Xiaoya felt her stomach and said seriously.