The real boss is the pet of the wealthy small group

"Meng Bao, my brother's waist is sore and his back hurts after practicing boxing all day, can you rub it for him?"

After Ji Jingxing "drives away" Ji Jingyue, he sat down on the blanket instead, saying with a "painful" face.

"Okay, that Lemon Treasure will hit the back of the big brother."

Meng Bao stood up, his hands were just at the height of his shoulders.

Both hands were clenched into small fists, and they tapped on his broad and strong shoulders one after another.

The big brother's shoulders are hard and full of muscles, but they are very elastic when touched. He also exudes a hormonal smell, with a little aggressiveness, giving people a sense of security.

Meng Bao's strength, to Ji Jingxing, was like a kitten scratching his itch, but he squinted his eyes in comfort.

"Oh, my brother feels better every time you tap Meng Bao, Meng Bao is awesome."

What an exaggerated acting!Ji Jingyue complained in her heart, but dared not speak out.

The big brother's fist is clenched like a big hammer, even the most powerful elementary school students can't afford it.

Woo, I really want to grow up quickly!

After being praised, Meng Bao's eyes sparkled, and his hands worked harder.

"Yo, I read that right, right? The three-time golden belt boxing champion, he can't do it after practicing boxing for a while, a big man, how could you ask my sister to give you a massage?"

Ji Jingchen leaned against the door, speaking sarcastically.

He was wearing a crisp shirt with a coat on his hands. He looked refined and dignified, but his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, which showed that he had a difficult day.

In fact it is.

He performed a very difficult craniotomy today, and it lasted for five and a half hours. The legs of the assistant standing beside him were weak, but he remained motionless, continuing the complex and precise movements steadily.

When he came out of the operating room, he was so tired that he was about to collapse.

Fortunately, the operation was successful, and he rescued a distinguished scientist for the country again. This sense of accomplishment is incomparable.

After being told by Ji Jingchen, Ji Jingxing came back to his senses.

As soon as I entered the door just now, I saw my baby sister pinching that boy Jing Yue, making him so sore that he lost his mind all of a sudden, and just wanted my sister to care about me.

But my sister is used to pamper her, so what I did was indeed a little too much.

Ji Jingxing hurriedly said, "Thank you Mengbao, brother feels great now."

"It's more or less the same!" Ji Jingchen sat down as he said, and suddenly his tone became aggrieved, "Brother has had surgery for a day, and his hand hurts, can you rub it for him too?"

"Okay." Meng Bao held the second elder brother's hand with two small hands and began to pinch it.

She found that her second brother's hands were so big and slender. Compared with her two hands, it looked like two little Yuanzi met a big rice cake.

Ji Jingxing:? ? ?

"Who said just now that I am a big man who is embarrassed to let my sister massage me? Are you embarrassed?"

"We are different." Ji Jingchen's long and narrow eyes flashed under the gold-rimmed glasses slyly.

"What's the difference?"

"You are the champion of boxing. You can knock down a cow with one punch without panting. I am different. My hands are really sore."

"Second brother, your double standard is a bit too much." Ji Jingri also came back, and his tone was teasing, "Last time you had a pivoting surgery, and one of the heart-brain combined surgery took a full eight hours, and nothing happened. You said your hands were sore, why did Mengbao get sore as soon as he came back? Could it be that you made a mistake, and the soreness is elsewhere?"

Ji Jingxing deeply agreed: "That's it!"

The second child must not be sore in his hands, but his heart aches from watching Meng Bao beat his back.

He is familiar with this feeling because he has just experienced it.

"So, since eldest brother doesn't need it, you shouldn't need it either. Then Mengbao is free now."

As Ji Jingri said, he snatched Meng Bao unexpectedly, carried him to the sofa and sat down.

"Mengbao, brother's head is dizzy, can you give him a massage?"

"Okay, okay."

Meng Bao nodded, put his hands on Ji Jingri's temples on both sides, and rubbed them gently.

The brothers are very kind to her, and she feels very happy to be able to do something for them.

Ji Jingri closed his eyes, and the coldness between his brows and eyes melted like ice and snow. In the afternoon, he wrote two songs in one breath in the music room, which almost emptied his brain cells. Mengmeng's little hands were softer than the wind in April.

"As for the second brother, I think the third brother is also very double standard."

Ji Jingyue felt that the farthest distance in the world was when the third brother held his younger sister in his arms, and the younger sister massaged him with her soft hands, but she could only sit and watch.

"You are all grown-ups, and you still complain about suffering and tiredness all the time. I think you should just go back to primary school."

Ji Jingri still kept his eyes closed, raised his hand, and slapped his fourth brother's forehead precisely: "As long as you have a primary school diploma, you can't say such naive words."

Ji Jingxing: "Second."

Ji Jingchen: "Add one."

The three elder brothers ganged up to bully him, a primary school student, and Ji Jingyue became furious.

"This time I'm standing in Jingyue." Ji Huanyu also came back, and in a suit and leather shoes, he unbuttoned a shirt button and approached unhurriedly, "How old are the three of you, and you still hurt here and there? If you are so fragile, why don't you go back to the base of the Ji Clan to exercise and hone your physical and psychological qualities."

The three members of the Ji family had a headache when they heard it.

Before Ji Jingxing inherited the family business with tears in his eyes, he still wanted to contribute a little to Huaguo's boxing cause.

Ji Jingchen held a scalpel in his hand, and he didn't want to use it to read documents and sign at all.

Not to mention Ji Jingri, he loves freedom all his life, and he can't sit in the office at all.

The expressions of the three people reached a high degree of unity at this time——

Thank you for the invitation, declined!

"Come on, Meng Bao, don't pinch, come to Dad."

After Ji Huanyu educated his sons, he naturally reached out and took away the little daughter.

When his daughter was in his arms, he immediately changed his face, and his tone became aggrieved: "Dad had a meeting today, and it's the backache, hands, and brain that hurts. Lemon Bao will give Dad a squeeze, okay?"

When Meng Bao heard this, his little face was full of sympathy.

"Dad, it's hard work, big brother, second brother, third brother, and fourth brother. Before Mengbao came home, did you all have to bear it when you felt uncomfortable?"

Both of Meng Bao's eyebrows are twisted into towels, the more I think about it, the more pitiful they are!

The more sympathetic she was, the harder she massaged her little hands for Dad.

Lin Wan couldn't bear it any longer: "You guys, all of you are yelling like Lin Daiyu, asking Meng Bao to work as a child laborer for you, will your conscience hurt?"

She glared at Ji Huanyu: "Hug my daughter."

Ji Huanyu was a little bit reluctant, Lin Wanyou said: "The big durian is almost ripe, I think it's time to airlift some back."

Ji's family has a durian garden in Malaysia, which contains Lin Wan's favorite large-flowered durian. The flesh is as red as a tomato, much rarer than Musang King, and the key is the hard shell.

Much more sour than kneeling on the keyboard.

The familiar eyes made Ji Huanyu's knees hurt reflexively.

One inattentive, the daughter was snatched away by his wife.

Lin Wan grasped her daughter's soft and boneless little hands: "Meng Bao, they are just pretending, don't give them a massage next time, do our little hands hurt?"

"Does it hurt or not?"

"It doesn't hurt, that's good." Lin Wan coughed softly, "Actually, my mother has been lying on the bed for a long time, and her waist is also a little sore."

Seeing Meng Bao pinch this and tap that, Lin Wan has long wanted to experience what it feels like.

"The lemon treasure is also squeezed by mother."

"Hahahaha, okay then."

Ji's father and son, five of them, stared blankly at Lin Wan lying on the imperial concubine chair, like a winner in life, enjoying Lemon Bao's "thoughtful service" with satisfaction.

It was because they were careless, and after fighting openly and secretly for a long time, they were actually reaping the benefits of the fisherman.

But they really didn't expect that their always dignified and gentle wife (mother) would be jealous with them and become so scheming!

This time they underestimated the enemy!

However, the "scheming" Lin Wan could not bear to make her daughter work too hard. Like several men, she was massaged by Meng Bao for about ten times, and said that she felt much better.

When everyone arrived, Lin Siyao was called down again, and everyone began to have dinner formally.

In the middle of the meal, Ji Huanyu's phone rang, and a voice full of enthusiasm came out.

"I just got off the plane, I'll be there in an hour."

Ji Huanyu thought that there was something wrong with his ears: "You have returned to your country? You have returned to your country?"