"But I will work hard for my brother. I know you need me, and I will fight hard for you."
The dust fell silent.
Not only is she beautiful, but she also has beautiful thoughts.
Chang'e said: "Brother, I may not be able to fight for you, but I can make you happy both physically and mentally."
Shachen asked, "What do you mean?"
Chang'e's eyes lit up and she said, "I've learned a set of massage techniques. Let me give you a massage!"
Shachen didn't suspect anything and said, "It's just perfect. I haven't moved in meditation for over a year. Can you help me massage... Damn, where do you want to massage?"
He pulled Chang'e's hand out and glared at her, "I'm telling you, don't mess around."
Chang'e blushed and said, "Brother, it's a misunderstanding. I was careless. Come, I will help you wash your hair."
Shachen frowned and asked cautiously, "Are you sure you want to wash your hair?"
Chang'e said with a smile: "Of course."
Shachen went to the pool, lay down and asked Chang'e to wash his hair.
Chang'e jumped directly into the pool, leaving Shachen dumbfounded. She said, "If you jump in like this, won't your clothes get wet?"
Chang'e was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Brother is right, clothes cannot be wet."
Then.
She threw the clothes away.
Shachen stood up and was about to leave, but Chang'e had already rushed over and said, "Brother, don't go. I haven't been like this for tens of thousands of years. Just take me!"
Shachen's face was as gloomy as water and he struggled to get up.
Chang'e is like a tree kangaroo, hanging on Shachen's body.
"What are you doing?"
The Third Holy Mother had come closer at some point and was looking at the two of them with a frown on her face.
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