Ye Qiu thought Song Ying wanted some kind of story to happen, but unexpectedly, she just wanted him to give her a massage. Over in France, Ye Qiu had also given massages to Louise, Zhou Wenting, and Song Ying.
Song Ying knew that each time after Ye Qiu's massages, her whole body would feel relaxed and extremely comfortable, and her day's fatigue would just disappear.
Now Ye Qiu had Song Ying lie on the bed, and Song Ying closed her eyes, letting Ye Qiu massage her.
He massaged from her head all the way down to her feet.
However, Ye Qiu could take the opportunity to cop a feel.
"There's a basketball game on Monday, are you going?" Song Ying suddenly asked.
"Is it true that if I don't go, the team will lose?" Ye Qiu asked.
"No doubt about it, the teams in the semifinals are all strong."
"Then might as well wait for Jin University to lose. Fame can't be eaten or used and it serves no purpose for me. Even if we win the championship, so what?"
