"I'm sorry, I don't know."
Mu Jin rubbed his hands folded on his stomach, and watched him tilt his head and apologize with some goodwillingness.
He didn't answer, and after a few seconds his eyes returned to his computer.
Mu Jinjin looked at him and puffed out his face a little unhappily.
What does he mean now Angry or not angry Mu Jinjin didn't want to guess, after all, her brain circuit was completely different from his.
He couldn't have guessed what he was thinking.
So she got straight to the point and asked him.
"Can you tell me what you want me to do, what do you want me to accomplish before you can do me a favor?"
I remember every time she asked him for help, he would ask her to do something.
For example, when she went to Switzerland to find him, he would ask her to play those shameful games with him.
So she guessed that he should make some demands on her this time, too.
After all, how could he help her for nothing.
So what is that requirement?
Mu Jinjin didn't know, he was looking at him with his head cocked at the moment, waiting for him to answer with anticipation.
In her impression, he has always been a man who does things neatly and never drags his feet.
This time, as she wished, he gave her the answer she wanted.
He lowered his hand and looked up at her.
"Give me a shoulder press until I'm satisfied." “” Mu Jinjin blinked his eyes dumbly, and asked him a little incredulously, "Is it that simple, as long as I massage your shoulder, will you help me?"
She was somewhat flattered.
After all, compared to the perverted requests he made to her the previous times, this request can be said to be extremely merciful and easy.
He sneered, as if he was laughing at the innocence of her girl's family.
"I'm talking until I'm satisfied, I don't understand English." “” After Mu Jinjin heard his words, the surprised smile on his face gradually sank, and turned into a puffed face and unhappy.
She knew he wasn't going to make that kind of request that would be easy to accomplish.
Only now did she understand.
He didn't ask her to massage his shoulder, but to press it until he was satisfied.
Then when will he be satisfied, whether it is ten minutes, half an hour or a whole day He didn't give her an exact time at all.
So his request is not simple at all, it is simply difficult to die "If you don't like it, get out."
He looked at her bitter melon-like face, showing no mercy at all.
"No, I do, I do."
Mu Jin was afraid that he would drive him away, so he hurriedly raised his hand and shook it in mid-air, indicating that he had no intention of leaving, and said in a low voice while shaking.
"I can give you a massage, I'll help you now" She ran in his direction as fast as a duckling escaped from a cage.
She ran to his side and stopped, watched him laugh silly, and then walked around him and behind him.
She placed her small hands on his broad, strong shoulders.
I wanted to start massaging him immediately, but when my hand touched his strong shoulder, it was like an electric shock, and it was withdrawn uncontrollably.
She blushed a little.
Although she has massaged his shoulders a lot.
But that kind of thing really can't become a habit.
Just like a student, even if he is criticized by the teacher every day, he will not become accustomed to the teacher who scolds him, but will be as afraid of the teacher's criticism as he was at the beginning. oshow7 t1706231537: