"Low back pain." Song Ci put down the keyboard and mouse and stretched out a lot.

The height of the coffee table is indeed a bit short, so playing games like this makes me feel uncomfortable.

"Do you want me to rub it for you?" After Chu Rong disbanded the team, he was in a very good mood.

Imagining Tong Xianzhou yelling in anger, Chu Rong couldn't help but want to laugh.

Hearing Song Ci's humming, he immediately asked thoughtfully.

Song Ci shook his head frantically, saying no.

Chu Rong's tummy rubbing technique was too comfortable, and he wouldn't be too bad when rubbing his waist.

Song Ci didn't want to feel comfortable enough to fall asleep again.

Then fell asleep and was woken up again.

That feeling is too painful.

Come a few more times, and you may not be able to get up.

So Song Ci decided to rub it by himself.

Although it's not as comfortable as Chu Rong's kneading, it can alleviate the back pain.

Song Ci rubbed it, and suddenly thought of a serious question.

She just played for a while, and her back hurts so much that she couldn't stand it. Then Chu Rong played for a long time, didn't her waist hurt even more? !

"Do you have low back pain? I'll rub it for you." Song Ci stood up and said seriously.

Chu Rong also helped her rub her belly, so she had to rub it for Chu Rong himself.

Chu Rong looked at Song Ci's bright eyes, and was not ashamed to say that his waist didn't hurt at all.

Song Ci didn't care about that much, he went straight to Chu Rong and stretched out his hand to rub Chu Rong's waist.

Chu Rong: "..."

Feeling Song Ci's little hand moving around his waist, Chu Rong only felt his body warm.

"I don't actually hurt at all," Chu Rong said.

It felt like letting Song Ci rub his waist was a wrong choice.

"You don't need to be polite." Song Ci thought Chu Rong was polite, so his subordinates didn't stop at all.

Song Ci hadn't helped anyone rub it, and he didn't know anything about techniques or anything.

However, Song Ci is a smart person, and he feels that the waist of others is no different from his own. It is easy to judge where it is more comfortable to knead.

Chu Rong felt Song Ci's self-taught waist rubbing technique, comfortable and comfortable, but it was too hot.

"Okay, I think it's almost done." Chu Rong grabbed Song Ci's hand and stopped Song Ci from continuing.

Going on, Chu Rong was afraid that he would not be able to help it.

Being caught by Chu Rong's hand, Song Ci couldn't rub it anymore.

Seeing Chu Rong's face flushed, Song Ci couldn't figure out what was going on, but what could be understood was that Chu Rong really didn't want her to help him rub his waist.

Otherwise, why would he even flush with anger?

Song Ci felt so wronged.

She knew her skills were not good, but Chu Rong disliked her, and Song Ci still felt wronged by the thief.

"You dislike me." Song Ci allowed Chu Rong to grab her hand without struggling to break free, just staring straight at Chu Rong's eyes with a grievance on his face.

Chu Rong: "..."

Chu Rong didn't know at all, he disliked Song Ci.

It is too late for him to like Song Ci, how could he dislike it!

"I like you before it's too late, how could I dislike you?!" Chu Rong thought so, and said so.

Song Ci was still wronged, looking at Chu Rong, staring straight at Chu Rong’s eyes, and said: "But, you don’t want to rub your waist. It must be because I didn’t rub your waist well, so you don’t want to. Yes, I obviously dislike my waist rubbing technique is not good."

After listening to Song Ci's words, Chu Rong really didn't know what kind of expression he should show at this moment.

But he really wanted to shout, he was wronged!