Bigshot Gets Loved By All After Transmigrating Into A Book

The last time my sister just took his hand, but today, my sister not only touched Jiang Xingyi's hand, but also gave him a massage!

He is not treated like this!

Jiang Zeyu looked at Jiang Xingyi enviously. Seeing that Jiang Yu had finished his movements, Jiang Xingyi looked refreshed and looked delicious, which was very different from the sleepy look before, as if he could fall into a dog eating shit while walking.

Jiang Xingyi said pleasantly, "I'm really much more comfortable now, little sister, your skills are really good, right?"

Xun Shaorong followed suit, "Yeah, Yuyu pressed it for me last time too, and it's very comfortable."

Jiang Zeyu said sourly, "Sister, why didn't I..."

He looked as pitiful as a puppy, except for a tail wagging behind his back.

Jiang Yu tilted his head, "You want it too?"

Jiang Zeyu nodded wildly.

Jiang Yu: "Then let's talk about it when you get tired from racing training next time."

Jiang Zeyu: "... Huh?"

Jiang Yu: "I'm tired."

A question mark slowly appeared above Jiang Zeyu's head.

If he remembered correctly, there was nothing wrong with the younger sister who hit five of them one by one, as if she just ticked her fingers.

And now, just by moving her fingers, my sister said she was tired?

If my sister is really tired, Jiang Xingyi's shoulders should be broken into pieces by now, right?

But Jiang Zeyu was timid, he didn't dare to say, and he didn't dare to ask.

He could only smile with eight teeth and said, "Sister, you have worked hard."

Then he rolled his eyes at the proud Jiang Xingyi.

Jiang Xingyi moved his shoulders. He really felt that his shoulders became much lighter and his head felt more comfortable. He exclaimed, "Little girl, you know how to do this kind of skill. Where did you learn it?"

Jiang Yu said lightly, "Learn casually."

After a pause, he continued, "This can only be relieved a little bit. Next time, I will bring needles to give you acupuncture."

Jiang Xingyi opened his eyes wide, "Sister, do you know acupuncture?"

Jiang Yu said indifferently, "Well, I learned it casually."

Jiang Xingyi suddenly thought of something, "Little sister, the bottle of potion you gave me last time works very well, it can't be... you made it yourself, right?"

Jiang Yu: "Well, whatever you want."

Jiang Xingyi was silent.

He was still wondering where the little sister got the potion, it didn't have a provenance, but it worked wonderfully. After the concert, he had a sore throat. He drank a little according to the label on the potion, and the effect soon became effective, and his throat didn't hurt so much.

Otherwise, according to his previous style of continuous rotation, he would have to take an injection to seal it off.

Jiang Zeyu soured into a lemon essence.

He was the only one under the lemon tree, holding a lemon fruit.

"Sister," Jiang Zeyu elongated his tone, "What about the present you want to give me?"

He couldn't bear to look at Jiang Xingyi's face, lest he would poke bubbles in his heart with his triumphant appearance.

"Wait until you win the championship in the car race." Jiang Yu nodded with his finger, "Gifts are offered at any time."

She moved her ears and heard a sound coming from outside the door.

Someone approached, then moved away.

...

Outside the door, Jiang Jingnian was about to come in.

His hand was already on the doorknob, but after hearing voices from the ward, he knew who was in the room.

He hesitated for a moment, then strode away.

...

In the ward, except for Jiang Yu, no one else knew that anyone had come outside the door.

After Jiang Xingyi lamented his little sister's "casual learning", he didn't forget that he had to tell Jiang Yu one thing when he came here today.