"Are you in an internet cafe? I want to go online."

Looking at Lin Zhaoxue's message on his phone, Zhou Ze scratched his head, wondering: "When did I add her..."

"Zhou Ze, can I be here?" Tan Yun pointed to the boss chair beside her.

Zhou Ze came back to his senses, quickly typed a few words on his phone and sent it: "What kind of Internet should college students go to? Study hard."

Putting the phone back in his pocket, Zhou Ze pointed to the table in front of the boss's chair and said, "I think it will be better for you to climb on it."

"Lying on it?" Tan Yun's face felt embarrassed: "But the desktop is very cold..."

Zhou Ze lost his virginity and murmured to himself: "I admit that compared to a female star, you are indeed suitable for the title of actor."

"So thank you Zhou Ze." Tan Yun blinked.

Zhou Ze shook his head helplessly. Before he agreed to her, he would thank her first.

But thinking about it, I have no reason to refuse.

"Da Li." Zhou Ze shouted: "Go and bring the blankets on the bar."

"Okay, Master." Guo Dali responded at the door.

Tan Yun smiled and said, "It turns out that I was looking for a blanket to lay it down. I thought you allowed me to sit on a chair. It's much more comfortable on a chair than on a table."

"Ahem."

Zhou Ze coughed lightly and said seriously: "Your gunshot wounds have been a few years ago. I am afraid that if I push the board hard, what should I do if you are paralyzed in the lower limbs or incontinence in the second half of your life?"

After hearing Zhou Ze's words, Tan Yun also put away her joking expression. It happened that Guo Dali knocked on the door and came in to lay the blanket on it. Tan Yun also lay on it strangely.

“Master…”

Guo Dali looked a little embarrassed, as if he had something to say.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Ze asked.

"When I went to get the blanket just now, I saw the teacher's wife and Chen Qi standing at the door..." Guo Dali said hesitantly.

"You let them in?" Zhou Ze asked.

Guo Dali pointed to the outside of the office embarrassedly. Zhou Ze turned his head and saw Lin Zhaoxue looking at Zhou Ze with resentment.

"I'm so anxious to surf the Internet." Zhou Ze smiled politely at Lin Zhaoxue, then pulled up the curtain in the office.

"Dali, turn on the machine for them." Zhou Ze muttered: "They are really two Internet-addicted girls."

"What's wrong, Master Zhou, is your little girlfriend coming to you again?" Tan Yun asked lying on the table.

Zhou Ze shook his head: "It's not someone who comes to find me, I'm here to surf the Internet. And she's not my girlfriend."

"Then can I become your girlfriend?" Tan Yun asked.

Looking at the expression on Tan Yun's face, Zhou Ze smiled bitterly: "Don't joke with me."

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." Tan Yun said: "Master Zhou, let's start."

"Release the clothes up a little." Zhou Ze said.

Tan Yun was stunned for a moment, and her voice said: "I just don't lose my chains for the martial arts show tomorrow. There is no need to take off her clothes."

"This will be better. If the back pain caused by a gunshot injury is a herniated lumbar disc, I will change my technique." Zhou Ze said honestly.

Although a beautiful woman was placed in front of her, Zhou Ze still had her professional ethics.

Of course, he would not lie about this, nor did he look at Tan Yun's skin.

"Hope is as the Taoist priest said." Tan Yun's tone became dull.

No matter how joking is, if Zhou Ze is also a ignorant disciple, she, Tan Yun, is naturally not a fool.

Slowly pulling his top on it, Tan Yun revealing her snow-white skin.

"Hiss..." Looking at the shocking scar in the snow-white skin, Zhou Ze couldn't help but take a breath.

This scar is different from other knife marks. There are several burning marks of flames around an oval scar. Zhou Ze was completely sure that this was a real gunshot wound!

However, how could Tan Yun, an actress, really be injured by a gun?

Without thinking about these questions, Zhou Ze's mind gradually became empty.

After walking slowly, Zhou Ze's thumb and the remaining four fingers were opposite each other and gently placed on Tan Yun's waist.

Just as Zhou Ze's palms touched Tan Yun's thin waist, Zhou Ze clearly felt the slight trembling of Tan Yun's body.

Zhou Ze's wrists were relaxed and his eyes were focused on one point. There was no impurity in the bright and pure eyes. Zhou Ze's palm was perpendicular to the skin, gently holding Tan Yun's skin around the scar, and then kneading it.

"ah."

Tan Yun exclaimed softly.

"Does it hurt?" Zhou Ze asked.

Tan Yun nodded: "On weekdays, I'm even careful when I bent down. You're so good that you hurt someone all at once."

"Relax." Zhou Ze said, but his hands did not stop: "Tell me when you feel the soreness."

"Yes." Tan Yun gritted her teeth: "It hurts now."

"Don't worry, your waist will bend normally in a while."

"Can you get better so soon?" Tan Yun asked in surprise.

Zhou Ze smiled: "It's not so mysterious. If you want to think about turning around, I'll prescribe you a medicine."

"Can you still find a massage?" Tan Yun asked.

"If you need it," Zhou Ze said, thinking about it and adding another sentence: "If you have money in your pocket."

"You are so interesting." Tan Yun said as she suddenly changed her face: "Your hands feel a little sore and swollen!"

"It's now." Zhou Ze said, then put his fingers together and his palms horizontally on Tan Yun's waist.

Then he pushed upwards suddenly!

"ah!"

Tan Yun couldn't help but scream again, this time the pain was even greater than before!

"Your waist injury requires a combination of method of holding and method of pushing. The effect of method of holding just now has been achieved. Now it is method of pushing, so you can bear it." Zhou Ze said.

Tan Yun gritted her teeth: "I can naturally bear it for my own career, come on, Zhou Ze!"

"Then I'm here!"

...

"Sister Xueer..." Chen Qi pushed Lin Zhaoxue, who was standing at the door of the office in a daze with his arm.

"What are you doing!" Lin Zhaoxue's face was extremely gloomy.

Even Guo Dali hid far away because from Lin Zhaoxue's body and mind, Guo Dali felt a strong pressure!

"It's so scary for women to be jealous."

"Aren't we here to play games and get points..." Chen Qi asked.

"Just play, you will know how to play. You are really an Internet-addicted girl." Lin Zhaoxue said.

Uncle Wang couldn't stand watching it anymore, so he walked over and said, "Zhou Ze is giving Tan Yun a massage..."

"Massage?" Lin Zhaoxue pointed to the door blocked by the curtain and said, "Do you need to pull up the curtain for massage?"

“That sound does massage need to make?!”

Uncle Wang was speechless by Lin Zhaoxue. He was also curious why Tan Yun inside actually made such a scream.

But he believed in Zhou Ze very much, he was a serious Taoist priest.

Lin Zhaoxue was so upset that she realized something was wrong until Chen Qi brought a glass of water and looked at her with a pitiful look.
Chapter completed!