"My chest hurts, come and rub it for me."

"You!!" Hearing this, Zhuang Mengli glared at Su Yang with bared teeth.

"What? You beat me to the point of vomiting blood, and you can't even satisfy my simple request?"

"Okay, okay, I'll rub it for you!" Zhuang Mengli sat up and approached Su Yang, putting her hands on his chest and rubbing it gently.

"Hmm... Not bad, use a little more force."

Zhuang Mengli said reluctantly: "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have fought with you!"

"I didn't want to fight at first, but you dragged me into it. You hurt me and you still have this attitude. Believe it or not, I will tell your dad tomorrow."

"you!"

Zhuang Mengli narrowed her eyes slightly, then put on a smile: "Okay, okay, I'll press it for you, just don't say anything."

"Massage me first to make me feel comfortable."

After pressing the button for five minutes, a voice sounded in Su Yang's mind.

[Ding, detecting that the host is in a happy mood and enjoying himself, reward 3 million]

He closed his eyes and said with a look of enjoyment: "Hmm, your technique is not bad. Press down on my stomach."

"Don't push your luck!" Zhuang Mengli gritted her teeth.

"You've already pressed it, so just press it a little longer. It won't take a moment longer, right? Hurry up."

"Huh!" Zhuang Mengli took a deep breath, and she swung her pink fist at Su Yang's face. Although she was reluctant, Su Yang was indeed beaten to the point of vomiting blood, and she had to endure it because she was in the wrong.

"It's always others who give me massages. When have I ever given others a massage?"

"Now." Su Yang said lightly with his eyes closed.

Two minutes later, Su Yang raised his hand: "Press your hand."

Zhuang Mengli didn't say anything more. She just pressed wherever Su Yang asked her to.

After massaging his hands, Su Yang said, "Come here and massage your head."

"Do you really think I'm a technician? I don't want to press it anymore. My hands are sore."

"Okay, okay, how about I press it for you? Didn't you say it's always others who press it for you? I'll give you a clock that goes in the opposite direction."

"What clock?"

"Don't worry about it. Do you want to press it? I'm very skilled."

Zhuang Mengli retracted her hands and looked at Su Yang: "You can press it, but I'm afraid you'll take advantage of me."