[Damn! I already gave you a gift, and you're giving me a foot massage! Liar!]

In the room.

Shi Ning sat on the sofa.

Qin Heye moved a small stool, sat in front of her, and placed her sprained foot on his leg.

He poured a blood-activating and blood-stasis-removing potion into his hand and massaged her ankle, listening to her reaction and adjusting his movements and strength.

Shi Ning felt that the force was lighter and his ankle had no feeling.

"Qin Heye, use more force, it's a little light, and I can't feel my ankle."

He exerted force.

Shi Ning whimpered, "Ah! It's too heavy, and the position is wrong."

Shi Ning's voice was pleasant to begin with, and now it was even more delicate because of the pain, which made Qin Heye angry.

He endured it for a long time, raised his head and looked at Shi Ning with red eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Stop shouting!"

Shi Ning pouted in grievance, "You massaged me without knowing the proper amount of pressure. It hurt me. If I didn't scream, how would you know if I was comfortable or not?"

"I didn't press it correctly, and my foot hurts even more. Are you responsible?"

Qin Heye's eyes darkened a little, and he tightened his grip a little.

His palm was hot, the potion was cool, and the strength and position were just right.

Shi Ning only felt that her ankle was very comfortable, and her voice was full of joy. "Yes, it's right here. If you use a little strength, it will feel very comfortable."

Qin Heye closed his eyes, pursed his thin lips, and his well-defined Adam's apple rolled up and down.

"Shi Ning!"

"Um?"

"Stop screaming!" Qin Heye applied a little more force, "Otherwise I won't massage your feet."

Shi Ning looked at Qin Heye with wide eyes in confusion, and also saw the barrage.

[The villain is such a pretentious guy! He's clearly getting mad at what he hears, yet he won't let the female supporting character scream! Besides, he's been pressing for half an hour, so it's already done, and he's still threatening me, what a pretense!]

[Don't you see where he put the female supporting character's feet? He almost begged Shi Ning to kneel down and squeeze him like a kitten.]

The female supporting character's feet are so pretty, with ankles and white, tender skin. The foot models in my company don't have as pretty feet as hers. No wonder the villain can't let go of them, even under the guise of applying medicine.

[It turned out to be a foot massage! Author, you big liar, give me back my little gift! Little gift!]

[Shi Ning, remember you're the vicious female supporting character. Don't try to whitewash yourself. You don't love Qin Heye, you hate him to death. Step on him hard now! Crush him! Show him some color!]

What color? Red or yellow?

[Don't step on it, the villain will enjoy it! Just kick him over!]

Shi Ning looked at the comments and blushed: ...

What are these little yellow girls doing again?

She just sprained her ankle, and Qin Heye was simply helping her apply medicine and massage her feet!

but……

Shi Ning was influenced by the barrage and couldn't help but look at Qin Heye.

His handsome face was still as cold as ice, and his deep black eyes were also indifferent and emotionless, without any ripples. Instead, he looked like a male foot massage model in a club.

Only the ears were red as if they were cooked.

Shi Ning's gaze moved downwards again. Her sprained foot was placed on Qin Heye's thigh.

His slender and powerful hands pressed her ankles rhythmically.

The location of her foot room is very clever, just a little movement is needed.

Going up, you can touch Qin Heye’s mermaid line.

If you go down, you will reach Qin Heye’s penalty area.

[Swindler! Give me back my little gift! Little gift! Little gift!]

Shi Ning looked at the barrage of comments asking for debt, then looked at the cold and indifferent Qin Heye.

The debt to fans still needs to be repaid.

She held her face in her hands and called him maliciously, "Qin Heye."

Qin Heye was very cold, "Yeah."

“Do my feet look good?”

Qin Heye lowered his eyes and looked at the white and tender feet on his legs, whose nails were pink and white.

His voice was cold, "It's okay."

Shi Ning became even more malicious and stepped lightly on Qin Heye's abdominal muscles. "Do you like it?"