Tian Xiaohui immediately shoved the safflower oil in her hand into Qin Zheng's hand, as if she were throwing away a hot potato, saying, "Brother Qin Zheng, you apply it for him, he always complains that I use too much."
"No, no, please!"
Gu Jin's eyes were filled with terror. "Your hand wasn't heavy, really, not heavy at all!"
Qin Zheng's hand was heavier, okay?
Not only was he heavy-handed, but listen to his tone just now. It was obvious that he thought he wasn't tough enough and was worried about what would happen if he was deliberately trying to teach him a lesson!
The next second, a sudden chill ran down his back. Qin Zheng poured the safflower oil into his palm and slapped it heavily on his back.
Gu Jin gasped in shock.
Qin Zheng remained calm and said slowly, "You have to rub it hard so the bruises will dissipate quickly. Just bear with it."
After saying that, he exerted force with his hand.
"ah!"
Gu Jin, his body bent into a crook, screamed and tried to get up and run away, but Qin Zheng held him down with one hand and poured half a bottle of cold safflower oil on his back.
"I might as well give you an oil massage."
Qin Zheng's lips curled into a wicked smile as he turned his head and called out, "Tian Xiaohui, come and help!"
"Okay!"
Tian Xiaohui's face was filled with excitement. She scurried forward, grabbed Gu Jin's struggling arms, and pressed them down on his head.
"Young man, don't struggle, the more you struggle, the more excited I get!"
"Help! They're slaughtering a pig!!"
Hahahaha!
Tian Xiaohui laughed even more wildly, grabbed a handkerchief, and mischievously covered Gu Jin's mouth with it.
Qin Zheng increased the pressure when rubbing the safflower oil.
When the muscles were pressed, there were waves of dull pain, which made Gu Jin scream in pain.
The small room was bustling with activity.
Ye Yun, who had already hidden outside, couldn't help but smile with sympathy upon seeing this scene.
They encountered Qin Zheng and Tian Xiaohui.
He's just unlucky.
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