Quickly, Guan Yu's treatment was over, and Du Xiaojuan's wounds were almost good. A vigorous lying on the bed, twisting his neck, slightly shaking his waist, looking at Guan Yu with a magical look: "Hey... How awesome you are! It's amazing! I... How can you just press it! "

Guan Yu chuckled and said, "It's not magical. It's called a co-op. If you press someone else, you may feel more pain. If I change someone to massage, it won't have such a good effect!"

This is a perfunctory joke. Who knows that Du Xiaojuan turned a red face and a white-eyed Guan Yu in a charming voice, lying on the...