After Being Reborn, The Sick and Tender Lord Always Rips Off My Vest

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An Sheng sat on the sofa, folded his arms and looked at the clothes spread out on the bed.

In the bathroom, Bo Jinye was changing.

An Sheng did not expect this direction.

She never thought that Bo Jinye would become addicted to women's clothing.

While waiting, Youxin came over and knocked on the door, "Sister-in-law Four!"

In response to this fourth sister-in-law, An Sheng had to go over to open the door, "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong? Didn't you teach me to massage that guy, did you forget?" Youxin stared at her resentfully.

An Sheng smiled gracefully, "How come, this is not waiting for you to have time, let's go and go to Dr. Ning's room."

"Aye, wait for me for a while, please don't come out."

Bo Jinye snorted angrily in the bathroom.

He's all replaced!

This guy Yuxin can't go home, and once he goes home, his good deeds will be ruined!

In Ning Yunai's room, An Sheng briefly demonstrated, and then asked Ning Yunai carefully, "Besides the back pain, what about the shoulder and neck?"

Ning Yunai was really uncomfortable in her waist, she shook her head when she heard the words, "It's just a pain in the back now."

"Xu Shi has been too tired recently, so he keeps spinning."

"Then press here again, Youxin, come, hold your hand like this..." An Sheng taught Youxin seriously.

If it is not installed, then the back pain really cannot be ignored.

Youxin studied it several times, "Okay, I will, how long will it take?"

"Press until you are tired, or until Dr. Ning feels better." An Sheng smiled slightly.

"Oh, I have to go back. Your fourth brother is still waiting for me. You are busy and you are busy."

An Sheng smiled and closed the door and went out, leaving another crack, lying on the crack of the door and peeking at it secretly.

You have to look twice before you go.

Youxin coughed twice, then sat cross-legged and pressed Ning Yunai, "Would you like to be a little heavier?"

"Well... OK." Ning Yunai closed her eyes comfortably and commanded in a lazy tone.

"A little to the right, a little heavier, can't you ride on me for a massage, so that the force on the left and right is asymmetrical and I'm uncomfortable."

Youxin thumped him, "Why are you doing so much."

Ning Yunai took a deep breath, "It hurts, baby, you hurt me."

An Sheng burst out laughing outside the door, then quickly closed the door and slipped away.

What are you talking about!

Youxin slapped him angrily again, "Don't call me baby! I'm an adult!"

Ning Yunai sighed helplessly, "Alright, let's ride up, so you can save your energy, I'm really uncomfortable."

Seeing the man's undisguised exhaustion, Youxin tangled his mood, twisted for a while, and straddled it.

The doctor was lying on the bed, and Youxin sat astride his waist. He couldn't help but sit back, wanting to sit on his lap.

"Don't, you made my leg numb, come up." The doctor snorted lightly with his eyes closed.

Yusin had to sit back again, rubbing his hips.

"Cough, I won't crush you to death, I'm a big boy after all."

Ning Yunai sneered twice, "No, you can press it with confidence."

You Xin took a deep breath, and massaged the acupoints one by one according to what An Sheng taught him.

At first, it didn't make sense, the pressure was shifted, the rhythm of the strength was not right, and he was so tired that he was out of breath.

Later, I found the feeling, but I didn't feel anything at all.

Looking at Ning Yunai again, she had already fallen asleep.

Yuxin stopped quietly, leaned down and tilted his head to look at him, and whispered twice, "Hey, are you asleep?"

The doctor was breathing steadily and showed no sign of responding.

Youxin breathed a sigh of relief, straightened her waist, got off the man gently, turned over to lie on the side, and couldn't help muttering, "I pressed it for you, my waist is sore."

"Next time I have to ask you to press it back."

Youxin yawned and wanted to get out of bed and go back to his room, but was too lazy to leave.

Lying on the bed, he turned over and pulled the quilt over his body.

Where to sleep is not to sleep.

In the master bedroom, An Sheng pressed the man in uniform against the carpet, lingering with his fingertips.

"Aye, wearing such a short skirt, do you want me to do something bad?"

Bo Jinye actually wore a uniform similar to a school uniform, and there was a set of layered large princess dresses in the cabinet.

It seems that the man really cares about Lotta.

"Senior... I want to have an in-depth exchange of academic issues with you." Bo Jinye looked deeply at the woman on his body.

An Sheng untied his bow tie little by little, "Oh? What kind of academic problem is that?"

"About human body structure, etc." Bo Jinye looked at An Sheng fascinatedly.

It's his goblin, it's his baby, it's his master and everything.

"I seem to remember that I discussed this issue with you before." An Sheng went to unzip the skirt again.

Bo Jinye swallowed with his Adam's apple, "I want to talk again, because there are still many things that I don't understand."

"What exactly do you don't understand?" An Sheng leaned down and stretched her slender fingers along the skirt.

His eyes darkened, and his smile grew bigger, "Junior came to ask questions, but I didn't even wear clothes properly."

"Because, you don't have to take it off later." Bo Jinye couldn't wait to kiss An Sheng.

"Tell me the answer, which part is your favorite."

An Sheng smiled and rolled on the carpet with others.

"Aye Aye, you always surprise me."

"Mr. Bo, how did you get to this point step by step?"

"Huh? Because, I want to love you, I want to give everything to love you."

"She doesn't like it?"

An Sheng hugged Bo Jinye tightly, "I like it."

"You can tell me what Ah Ye wants to do first."

"It depends on whether Sheng Sheng is still playing tricks outside." Bo Jinye said and complained again, "That Luota, I can pay to send her away."

"It doesn't matter where you go or what you do."

An Sheng laughed softly, "Be careful."

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In the morning, the servants came to call the family to get up and eat.

In the delay room, the young man was standing on the balcony looking out, lighting a cigarette.

Not smoking, just smelling tobacco.

Bo Xiyuan came over from the next door and saw the young man lowered his eyebrows and the cigarette butts on his fingertips were clearly extinguished. He strode over and grabbed his wrist, "Disobedient!"

The delay was startled, the cigarette **** fell, burning his fingers, "Hush."

"Dare to smoke, I think I really have to stare at you 24 hours a day!" The man looked reproachful.

Time-delay laughed, "I didn't smoke, I just smelled."

"That's even worse..." Bo Xiyuan was really angry, his face was cold and his voice was tight, "Does my hand hurt?"

"You deserve it, if you don't obey, it will hurt a little bit."

"It hurts, Steward Xiyuan, won't you give me medicine?" Shi Yan looked at him with a smile.

Bo Xiyuan was angry, annoyed, and distressed in his heart, so he took someone to wash it with cold water and put it on with ointment.

In fact, nothing happened at all, and after a few seconds, the pain was gone.

Time Delay looked at the man who carefully applied medicine to his fingers and sighed.

"Something happened?" Bo Xiyuan asked.

"A little private matter, I'm not happy." Shi Yan said softly.

"What's the matter?" Bo Xiyuan asked to the end.

Time delay hooked his lips secretly and leaned against the man, "I may be getting married."

The man's hand applying the medicine suddenly stopped.

He looked up at the young man in disbelief.

"what?"