Shen Zhou shook his head, mercilessly saying, "Not good, poor! You didn't even hit the right spots, but instead almost gave me a muscle cramp in the two big tendons on my shoulder."
"Any ordinary person would have started wailing by now; only I can tolerate you."
He even shook his head in disbelief.
Xue Lixue's expression changed, and she simply pinched the big tendon on his shoulder between two fingers and gave it a vicious twist.
Shen Zhou was in so much pain that he almost jumped up and turned to scold her, "You stinking woman, what are you doing? I'm trying to teach you, and you're hurting me like this. Do you even have a conscience?"
Xue Lixue coldly said, "As busy as I am, I took the time out of my schedule to develop this massage technique and to give you a proper massage. Not only are you ungrateful, but you also say that I'm not doing it well?"
"You're the one without a conscience."
"You're utterly devoid of conscience from head to toe!"
Shen Zhou: "..."
