Addicted To Favoritism, the Reborn Sweet Wife is So Sweet

   Chapter 156 The man is too black

   "Stop, stop!" Mu Xingwan interrupted him directly, "The more you say it, the more outrageous it is! I grew up in the countryside, how could I be a repair master?"

  Jun Qiyue was a little helpless, "These days, no one believes the truth."

   Mu Xing snorted late: "Are you telling the truth? You don't dare to brag like you!"

  Jun Qiyue saw that she didn't believe her, and didn't explain, "Okay, if you say no, it's no, just be happy!"

  Mu Xingwan didn't speak either, and ate while eating barbecue.

   After eating, she sat at the table and began to try out the jade bracelet.

  Jun Qiyue sat on the side and watched quietly, afraid of disturbing her.

   Although Mu Xingwan was in contact with these unfamiliar things for the first time, the feeling of holding them in his hand was not so unfamiliar, so it was not that difficult to operate.

   It took all afternoon before Mu Xingwan finally repaired the jade bracelet.

   She picked up the repaired jade bracelet and looked at the damaged place with a small lamp. She didn't see any obvious gaps, and she felt a sense of accomplishment.

   She handed the jade bracelet to Jun Qiyue, "Look, how is the repair?"

  Jun Qiyue couldn't wait to take it over and look at it carefully, and saw an invisible slit, "Sister Xing, your craftsmanship has deteriorated a lot! But you passed the test."

   "..." Mu Xingwan, "It would be nice if it could be repaired."

  Jun Qiyue suddenly heard footsteps, "Someone came in." He responded quickly, turned over and jumped out of the window without making a sound.

   Mu Xingwan looked up and saw a tall and straight figure walking in from the outside, with a powerful aura.

   She put down the tool in her hand and went up, "Ayao!"

  Fu Tingyao glanced at the tools on the table, and knew that she had been busy with that thing all day, he looked back, "If it is not repaired, we will wait for tomorrow."

  Mu Xingwan held up the jade bracelet in his hand to show him, a little proud, "I have already repaired the jade bracelet, and the jade finger can be repaired tomorrow."

   Fu Tingyao took the jade bracelet and looked at it a few times. It was an intact jade bracelet. If she hadn't said that it was repaired, she would not have known it was broken.

   He boasted: "Wan Wan is very powerful."

  Mu Xingwan raised her beautiful eyebrows with joy, "Tomorrow, I will repair the jade wrench and give it to Grandpa, he must be very happy."

   "Yes." Fu Tingyao looked at the girl thoughtfully.

  After taking a shower in the evening, Fu Tingyao sat on a rattan chair with his legs folded, his nightgown spread out, revealing his slender and straight legs, with a silver laptop placed on his legs, and the man looked down at him in fascination.

  Mu Xingwan came out of the bathroom wearing a nightgown, and saw that the man was still busy, she hugged his shoulders from behind, "Ayao, you are so busy every day that you don't even have time to relax your body, how about I massage you?"

  Fu Tingyao raised his head, the tip of his nose was full of the sweet fragrance of the girl and the faint scent of shower gel, "Can you massage?"

  Mu Xingwan nodded: "Well, it will be a little bit, do you want to try it?"

  The girl's soft voice was right next to her ear, and it was sent into her ear with a sultry scorching heat. Fu Tingyao's eyes were slightly stagnant: "You are so active lately, of course you have to try."

   "Then here I come!" Mu Xingwan stood up straight and put both hands on the man's shoulders. His flesh was very strong, so he looked a little thin.

   "Ayao, the force is heavy, you want me to tell me!"

  Fu Tingyao: "Well."

   Mu Xing saw that the man didn't respond in the evening, so she increased her strength, "Ayao, is it serious?"

   "It's not heavy." For Fu Tingyao, this force is similar to that of a kitten.

   "Oh." Only then did Mu Xingwan press with confidence. The technique was not very skilled, but it was also very similar.

   Fu Tingyao, who is busy with work every day, feels a lot more comfortable after being massaged by the girl.

   At the same time, there is an evil fire slowly growing.

  Fu Tingyao closed his laptop and put it on the coffee table beside him, and looked up at the girl. She washed her hair tonight, and her jet-black hair was elegant and agile due to her movements, like a willow in spring.

   "Late night."

  Mu Xingwan thought she was getting too strong, and stopped immediately, "What's wrong?"

   Fu Tingyao was expressionless, but he was looking forward to the girl's service: "Don't keep pressing your shoulders, and press your waist for me too."

  Mu Xing agreed without thinking, "Then you go to bed and lie down, it's not easy to press on the chair."

   "Okay." Fu Tingyao stood up according to his words, reached out and undid the belt of the nightgown, and the silk fabric slipped off his body, revealing his perfect figure.

   He consciously went to bed and lay on his stomach.

  Mu Xingwan took the essential oil and climbed onto the bed, sitting on the man's lap to massage his waist.

   The girl's weight is very light, and she doesn't feel anything when she sits up and down.

  The only thing I feel is that the girl's touch is very soft.

   Mu Xingwan looked at the man's narrow waist, without any fat, and massaged her hands with essential oils with more force.

  I thought to myself, the skin of a man is too good.

  Flexibility is also very good.

   No wonder every time, um, it's amazing.

  Fu Tingyao rested his arms on his head, and he could see that the girl was massaging earnestly. He reminded: "Late night, don't just press that one piece, you need to press it here and here!"

  Mu Xingwan looked at a few places with her fingers, her face flushed, "Who massaged this place?"

  Fu Tingyao put one hand on the bed, propped up his upper body, and looked at her: "I want to massage Wanwan for me, why, not willing?" The man chuckled.

   "It's not unwilling." Mu Xingwan felt that the man was deliberately embarrassing himself.

  The man suddenly sat up, hugged the girl's waist at the same time, changed his posture, took her into his arms, and pressed against her ear: "Wanwan, how can I help you?"

   Mu Xingwan was a little surprised, "You can also massage?"

  The man raised his thin lips: "A little bit, make sure to make the night comfortable."

   "That's good." Mu Xingwan also looked forward to the man's craftsmanship, "Then I'll lie on the bed."

   "No, that's fine." Fu Tingyao said he picked up the essential oil and smeared it on his hands, then held her waist and started to press.

   It felt quite normal at first, but then it became a bit ambiguous as I pressed on the atmosphere.

   Mu Xingwan wrapped her arms around the man's neck tightly, her face flushed: "Ayao, you are not massaging."

   "Why not?" Fu Tingyao kissed the girl's slightly parted lips, "Is it uncomfortable?"

   Mu Xingwan felt that she could not speak to him.

   As the fragrance floated, Mu Xingwan gradually softened into a pool of mud in the man's arms, allowing the man to do whatever he wanted.

  The man cried emotionally: "Wan Wan."

  Mu Xingwan: "Huh?"

  The man asked, "Why did you suddenly think of giving the old man a repair for the jade finger?"

  Mu Xingwan was teased by the man and couldn't tell the difference between east, west, north and south, but she retained a trace of consciousness, "I just want to make grandpa happy."

  The man raised his head and looked at the girl's wet eyes and her breath was disordered, making people reluctant to look away, "What's going on in the evening, do you have to tell me about it?"

   Mu Xingwan heard the words and thought for a while, "Ayao, do you think I can... be a repair master?"

   After she finished asking, she realized that the question was too stupid.

   When reality raises his hand to give you a slap, you should give him a high five, rather be a loser than a coward who dare not try.

    …

   The joy sold by the gods has been discontinued, and you are an extra gift of tenderness. "

   (end of this chapter)