Qianqian is also a fishing master.
Pay for massage...
Jiang Nian understands too well. If he is indifferent, then this massage is what he wants, regretting it enough to sit up in shock from dying.
If he took the bait, the massage might be a foot stomp or a rubber mallet.
Schrödinger's yellow.
He thought for a moment and looked up at Qianqian.
"Can I pay you for a massage?"
He was phrasing it differently, being emotionally intelligent and warming her all day. Not reeking of money, only a desire for labor contribution in his eyes.
The main point was, he knows how to massage.
Wow, super warm guy.
Hearing this, Qianqian was stunned, then her face turned red.
"Eh, pervert!"
She originally thought, if Jiang Nian took the bait, she would make him promise to cook a midnight snack tomorrow, then give him a rubber mallet massage.
If he didn't take the bait, she would describe it as he imagined.
Make him unable to sleep at night.
