C970 He Even Said That He Was Not a Pig?

The corner of Jin Beiqing's lips slightly raised, "I'm very busy. I'm so busy that my whole body is aching. I really need someone to massage me."

"If that's the case..." A trace of a smile flashed across Xia Jin's eyes. "Then after dinner, let the servant give you a massage."

"Push for me."

"Beautiful you."

With that, Xia Jin pushed him away with her hands against Jin Beiqing's chest