Feeling a chill seep into her body, Qiao Xue felt her fatigue instantly disappear.
Qiao Xue suddenly thought Lin Chen wasn't bad. He had excellent medical skills, outstanding cooking, and a marvelous massage technique.
"Damn it, Qiao Xue, what are you thinking? Have you really been won over by this guy's massage skills? Shame on you, the man you want should be a towering hero, not some loser who uses tricks to please girls." Qiao Xue thought to herself.
Lin Chen naturally didn't know what was on Qiao Xue's mind, but pressing on her neck, the smooth feeling made his mind wander a bit.
After massaging for over ten minutes, Qiao Xue felt more comfortable than if she'd slept all night.
"Thank you, I can give you a week off, but remember our agreement." Qiao Xue said calmly.
"Don't worry, isn't it just doubling the income by the end of the month? No big deal." Lin Chen made an OK gesture.
