Soft Stepmom in the 80s: Provoking the Fiercest Officer and Killing It

A car accident sends her back to the 1980s.

Good news one: Her husband is 1.88 meters tall, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and an eight-pack.

Good news two: She became a mother w...

Chapter 171: Master Sheng has learned massage?

Originally, his father wanted him to learn carpentry together, but his second brother was unwilling. He said that there is no room for two tigers in one mountain, and there is no room for two carpenters in one village, not to mention that they are from the same family. If he was allowed to learn carpentry, he would leave his hometown after he finished his studies.

So I had to give up learning carpentry.

later.

By chance, an older brother who had left the village came home for the New Year and mentioned his job as a masseur in the city. Sheng's parents were tempted and went to the man with two kilograms of Erguotou to beg him, hoping that the older brother would take Sheng Xijiang with him when he left.

But after Sheng Xijiang went there...

Only then did I realize that this massage was not that massage.

After staying there for only one day, Sheng Xijiang ran away in the dark. When he arrived at the recruitment office, he chose to join the army without hesitation.

What Sheng Xijiang called "learning a little" was just a few things he learned during the day to hide his knowledge in the massage parlor.

The pair of rough, calloused hands pressed on Zhou Sese's feet and kneaded them gently. "Is the strength okay?"

Zhou Sese squinted comfortably and gave a thumbs up, "Master Sheng is very awesome."

In fact, Zhou Sese doesn't like soaking her feet very much.

She didn't know what was going on, but every time the water temperature rose when she put her feet in, the feeling of the water rushing from her toes to the top of her head always made her feel like her soul was being pulled out.

But now, when Sheng Xijiang pinched her, her soul seemed to be pulled back in an instant.

Zhou Sese lowered her eyes.

Looking at Sheng Xijiang's serious face and the thick and long eyelashes drooping.

Deep in my heart, there seems to be a seed, relying on its own tenacious vitality, snapping and snapping——

Hey! It's breaking through the ground!