Chapter 403: Men’s Temperament Is the Most Important Thing

Qin Yang let Zhuang Mengdie into the room and said with a helpless smile: "Didn't I just say that I had a fight with someone!"

Zhuang Mengdie looked at Qin Yang's bruises in surprise and took a breath of air: "Why are you working so hard? Aren't you so good at fighting? Why are you so seriously injured?"

Qin Yang closed the door: "The opponent is also very powerful. If we have to compete, we will have to fight hard."

Zhuang Mengdie blinked: "Just to compete?"

"Yes, just to compete."

Zhuang Mengdie asked incomprehensively: "It must be for some reason. You have to compete for no reason, just to compete?"

Qin Yang smiled and said: "Yes, because I am very good at fighting. Others think they are better at fighting than me, so they challenge me and start a fight. Fighting is often just for one breath. If it is God We won’t fight about big things, because fighting can’t solve them at all.”

Zhuang Mengdie sighed: "Okay, what should I do?"

Qin Yang handed the medicinal wine on the coffee table to Zhuang Mengdie: "Put the medicinal wine on the bruised area on my back, and then rub it vigorously with your palms to loosen the congestion and allow the medicinal power of the medicinal wine to be absorbed, otherwise tomorrow The injury will be even worse."

Zhuang Mengdie nodded: "Okay, then you can lie down."

Qin Yang was lying on the sofa with his upper body naked, and Zhuang Mengdie sat next to him. He applied the medicinal wine evenly on Qin Yang's injured area and then began to rub it.

Qin Yang turned around and said with a grin: "If you have more strength, don't be afraid of hurting me."

Zhuang Mengdie stood up, climbed onto the sofa with bare feet, and then sat on Qin Yang's butt. He rubbed it twice with his palms using the gravity of his body: "You don't mind if you don't feel comfortable sitting on the edge." Bar?"

Qin Yang placed his hands neatly on the sofa in front of his head and tilted his head: "Well, this will give you more strength. Do it as you see fit. I woke you up in the middle of the night. I'm sorry. I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow."

Zhuang Mengdie smiled and said, "Let's wait until you feel better about eating. I can't bear to see you being beaten so badly. Did you lose?"

Qin Yang chuckled: "How is it possible? Of course he won. That guy was even worse than me. He was directly helped back."

Zhuang Mengdie shook his head helplessly: "You are so harsh, aren't you afraid of making mistakes?"

"Our strikes were measured. Although the punches were heavy, the blows were not in fatal positions, so we probably suffered some superficial injuries!"

Zhuang Mengdie hummed and said nothing more, just quietly massaging the bruises on Qin Yang's back.

Zhuang Mengdie was wearing a nightgown, sitting on Qin Yang's waist like this, with her long white legs pressed against Qin Yang's ribs, and a faint fragrance drifted into Qin Yang's nose.

Qin Yang sniffed and didn't look back. He lay on his stomach in an orderly manner and continued like this until the massage was over.

Qin Yang's internal energy was circulating. Even if he couldn't see his back, he could feel that the bruises on his back had been rubbed away and the energy and blood had been circulated. He immediately said: "Well, it's okay. I feel much better."

Zhuang Mengdie rubbed it vigorously for a long time, and there were some sweat stains on her forehead. She turned over Qin Yang, patted Qin Yang's butt, and teased with a smile: "It's pretty straight, it's pretty." Goods.”

Qin Yang's face turned dark, and he turned over and climbed up from the sofa. He didn't answer her question. Who knows what she was going to say next?

Men and women tell dirty jokes. Women can tell dirty jokes very elegantly, but when men tell dirty jokes, they will look very vulgar.

"I'll do the rest myself. You go wash your hands. There's hand sanitizer inside."

Zhuang Mengdie said with a smile: "Sir, are you satisfied with my service? Please give me a good review."

Qin Yang replied helplessly: "The technique is good, five stars."

Zhuang Mengdie smiled sweetly: "Sir, please remember to find me next time."

Qin Yang was also amused by Zhuang Mengdie: "Okay, I'll come back to you tomorrow night!"

Zhuang Mengdie also laughed and stood up: "Okay, you can wipe it yourself, I'll wash my hands."

Zhuang Mengdie quickly washed his hands and came back, sitting in front of Qin Yang, watching Qin Yang rub the bruises on his chest and shoulders.

"How powerful is this? Are you fighting with sticks?"

Qin Yang shook his head: "No, this is an injury caused by a fist. That guy is very strong."

Zhuang Mengdie smiled and said: "I heard you say that he is worse than you, I can even imagine what he looks like."

After a short pause, Zhuang Mengdie pointed to Qin Yang's right cheek: "I also wiped it here, but luckily it didn't break the face."

Qin Yang smiled and said: "Yes, it's a good thing that I didn't lose my appearance, otherwise it would be difficult to find a wife in the future."

Zhuang Mengdie laughed and said: "Don't be afraid, women these days like four kinds of men, tall, rich and handsome, short, rich and handsome, tall, rich and ugly, short, rich and ugly. No matter how ugly you are, there are girls who will chase you. Besides, men It mainly depends on temperament, what does it mean to be a little bit different?”

Zhuang Mengdie blinked and looked at Qin Yang seriously: "If your appearance is disfigured and the beautiful sisters ignore you, there is me. Even if you become ugly, I will not dislike you!"

Qin Yang's immunity to Zhuang Mengdie's half-truths or confessions was already very high, and he casually agreed: "Okay, when I lose my appearance and no one likes me anymore, I will come to pester you. Don't run away then." !”

Zhuang Mengdie said with a smile: "No, why should I run? I am so happy. A man's appearance is the most useless. Being capable and good to yourself is the most important thing. You are so good-looking, but you are for others to see. Don't you go out and hook up with other beauties?"

Qin Yang smiled and said: "Okay, okay, you are almost an emotional master. It's getting late. You should go back and rest. You have to go to work tomorrow."

Zhuang Mengdie smiled and nodded: "Okay, then I will go back. If you have any questions, call me directly, don't send messages, in case I don't see it."

Qin Yang smiled and said, "I sent you a message because I was afraid of disturbing your sleep. Did I wake you up?"

Zhuang Mengdie squinted her eyes and smiled, "It just so happened that I got up to go to the bathroom and saw it. You're lucky."

Qin Yang naturally didn't believe Zhuang Mengdie's words, and smiled, "Okay, call me directly next time, go back to sleep."

Zhuang Mengdie turned and walked out the door, "You'll have to apply it tomorrow, I'll come early tomorrow night."

"Okay!"

Qin Yang sent Zhuang Mengdie out of the room, looked back at the mirror on the wall, looked at his cheek that was punched, and curled his lips.

Fortunately, he raised his head to avoid it, otherwise this punch would have knocked out a few of his teeth?

This guy is really cruel!

But, hehe, this guy may have to lie in bed for a day or two...