Xu Lai handed him the massage gun, turned around, brushed her hair to one side, pointed to her waist and said, "This part is the most sore."
Zhao Qingyun took it and held it awkwardly. He adjusted it to the second setting and pressed it against the piece that Xu Lai had pointed to earlier. She was caught off guard by this sudden action and let out a coquettish cry. As soon as the sound came out, she was stunned and her face instantly turned red.
Zhao Qingyun noticed her movement, his ears turning slightly red, and said in a low voice, "Is this pressure okay?"
Xu Lai hummed in agreement. The fascia gun was applied around the area of skin. To prevent her clothes from shifting, Zhao Qingyun placed her index and middle fingers together on the skin and gently pressed down.
After pressing for a few minutes, Xu Lai said softly, "That's enough, that's enough."
Under the moonlight, and with a touch of awkwardness, neither of them noticed that the other's ears were bright red.
Xu Lai said thank you again, then grabbed the fascia gun and fled. Zhao Qingyun rubbed his index finger and thumb together, as if trying to recall something.
Xu Lai returned to her room, logged into her short video account, and discovered that her previous video of making tofu had received over 10,000 likes and more than 1,000 comments. She was overjoyed and found it somewhat unbelievable.
Just as she was about to speak to Xia Ning, she had already sent a video call. Xu Lai answered, and Xia Ning exclaimed, "Baby, you're really famous now. Remember to be careful with your words!"
Xu Lai was amused by her and said, "Please stop using these internet memes, okay? Think about someone like me with slow internet speed."
Xia Ning didn't believe that Xu Lai's internet speed was slow. Back in college, Xu Lai was always the last one to go to bed in the dorm. Of course, she wasn't always surfing the internet, but her slow internet speed had nothing to do with her.
When the video came up, she became serious: "Lai Lai, after this video goes viral, the platform will give you more and more traffic. It just depends on whether you can handle it."
Xu Lai rested his chin on his hand, pondered for a moment, and said, "I think I can do it. I'll try to update every two days."
Xia Ning nodded: "As long as you have your own plans, good luck, sister. I wish you become a million-follower blogger soon, so you can take me with you to enjoy the good life."
The next morning, before dawn, Xu Lai got up. When she went downstairs, the elderly couple had already gone to the fields. She cooked some noodles and poached two eggs so that her grandparents could have breakfast after they finished pulling up the rice seedlings.
She was going to film a video today, so she brought a tripod to the field, set it up, and filmed a few videos. Xu Lai then put her phone away, otherwise she would have been too busy to keep track of it.
The rice transplanting lasted for three days before the fields at home were finally planted. Xu Lai sighed with relief that she could finally sleep until seven or eight o'clock, whereas she usually got up at four or five.
Because she left early and returned late, she and Zhao Qingyun hadn't seen each other since their last massage. Usually, when he returned to the bedroom, Xu Lai's light was already off.
With the busy farming season over, Xu Lai had some free time to cook. There were a few locust trees planted in the village, and the flowers should be in full bloom recently. She had seen a blogger make a video of locust flower dishes, and she wanted to try steaming locust flowers and making locust flower buns.
She brought a hook in case the tree was too high for her to reach.
The courtyards of the houses along the roadside were full of blooming flowers. One of the characteristics of their village was that every household planted fruit trees, and some people even contracted open land in the village to open orchards.
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