C522 Third young master is a servant of wife

There was a beautiful figure moving before his eyes.

Xu Ying Ying squatted in front of him. After placing the watermelon knife to the side, she helped him massage his legs skillfully.

Mu Yi humphed, "Sobbing like a cat ? ? False mercy!"

It was all her fault that he was so tired. Why did he have to put on an act now?

If it were not for the fact that his legs lacked strength