Chapter 397: Chapter 386: Qiao Jing Suddenly Embraced by a Man Chapter 397: Chapter 386: Qiao Jing Suddenly Embraced by a Man Chapter 386 What is it that Qiao Jing can’t do?

A sudden throbbing pulsed in Qiao Jing’s temples as she glared at Zhan Qipei irritably.

But then she remembered that the man couldn’t see her, realizing her glare was in vain, which further annoyed her.

This dog of a man was still as childish as ever…

Xu Moqian, who had been getting no response, was now feeling extremely anxious.

“Sister Jing? What exactly is going on? Say something, will you?”

Could it be that his Sister Jing was with Zhan Qipei–
Qiao Jing was utterly speechless. If she didn’t speak up soon to clarify, Xu Moqian’s imagination would have scripted an entire action movie already.

“It’s just a massage, a very professional massage.”

The metaphorical stone that Xu Moqian had been carrying in his heart finally landed, and he slowly exhaled a long breath.

“Thank goodness, I thought it was–”
He hadn’t finished speaking when Zhan Qipei interrupted him.

“Hmm, a very professional full-body massage.”

Zhan Qipei’s lips curved upward, his long eyebrows arching, clearly in a good mood.

Xu Moqian on the other end of the phone was so agitated he began to hop, wishing he could immediately fly to Qiao Jing’s place.

“What?! Sister Jing, is it really just a very professional full-body massage?”

His feelings were now like a roller coaster, soaring and plummeting.

Could someone please tell him what exactly was happening?!

Qiao Jing rolled her eyes exasperatedly and pressed hard on a particular acupoint of Zhan Qipei.

She had intended to make this dog of a man calm down a bit, but Zhan Qipei let out a muffled groan.

“Ss-uh–”
His groan, tinged with ambiguity, led Xu Moqian’s thoughts further astray in the context.

“Sister Jing!! No way, right? No way, right? Are you really doing ‘that’ with Zhan Qipei?”

If circumstances allowed, he would rush to Sister Jing’s place right now, and drag Zhan Qipei out for a severe beating, one that would leave him childless.

Why does Zhan Qipei have any right?!

How dare he defile his Sister Jing!!!

Qiao Jing’s chest heaved heavily, her eyes gradually filling with indignation and exasperation.

“Zhan Qipei’s got a screw loose, and you do too, don’t you?”

She coldly glanced at the phone still on the call screen, no longer in the mood to chat with Xu Moqian.

“Zhan Qipei, hang up.”

One person with a screw loose was enough, but when another one, who also liked to imagine things, was added into the mix, she couldn’t take it.

She definitely didn’t want to continue chatting with two people who both had screws loose.

Xu Moqian started yelling, clinging to his last hope.

“Wait, Sister Jing! You haven’t made it clear yet! What exactly are you doing? I’m going to die of anxiety, I need to–”
He hadn’t finished speaking when the call was abruptly ended.

Xu Moqian stared at his phone screen with a troubled look, pounding his chest in distress, cursing himself.

“Xu Moqian! You’re really useless!! Zhan Qipei and Sister Jing are doing something, and you’re still at home waiting to have supper, what are you doing?!”

Inside Nantai Apartment.

After the call was ended, the house returned to its tranquil state.

Qiao Jing no longer talked to Zhan Qipei and quickened the pace of her massage.

After the essential oils had all been absorbed by Zhan Qipei’s back, she stopped her hands.

She pressed on a few spots where the circulation was severely blocked and asked out loud.

“Do these spots still hurt?”

She was touching Zhan Qipei’s back, finding the muscles still very tense, likely still problematic.

Although she could discern this, she still needed to proceed with further massage therapy based on the patient’s feedback.

Zhan Qipei grunted affirmatively; he was eager for Qiao Jing to continue the massage a bit longer.

Qiao Jing thought for a moment, and if the massage oil wasn’t effective, it might be helpful to try cupping therapy.

She stood up, ready to go to her room to fetch the tools needed for cupping.

Seeing Qiao Jing about to leave, Zhan Qipei quickly sat up.

“Where are you going? I’ll go with you.”

Qiao Jing took a deep breath.

How is he here again?

She was at home, where could she run off to?

“I’m getting the cupping tools.”

This guy is so clingy, even more than super glue!

Her suggestion was to use Zhan Qipei instead of super glue from now on, which would definitely stick better.

Upon hearing about cupping, Zhan Qipei’s dark eyes brightened.

“I’ll come with you and help you get them.”

His wife meant that she would also help him with the cupping!

The cupping tools were still very heavy, and she shouldn’t get too tired.

Moreover, the most important part was that he felt too happy today.

Qiao Jing both massaged him and did his cupping.

He wanted to mark this day as the happiest anniversary.

Qiao Jing couldn’t stand it anymore and walked straight back to her room, not even glancing at Zhan Qipei.

What made Zhan Qipei think that she couldn’t even carry a few items?

After she returned to her room, she took out a larger medical kit.

Inside the kit were various tools, all very complete and each one looked brand new.

She skillfully pulled out one of the drawers and took out the needed tools.

Zhan Qipei followed Qiao Jing to her room and saw her fiddling with a medical kit.

He looked puzzled and saw that the tools inside were very complete and exceedingly numerous, a dazzling line-up.

There were even some tool brands that even an outsider like him recognized.

Almost all the tools were from the top-ranked brands in the world.

His wife actually had a complete collection, not missing a single one!

She was incredibly skilled!

He had seen this box when cleaning Qiao Jing’s room previously, but he couldn’t open it.

The box used a fingerprint to open, and he couldn’t open it no matter how much he wanted.

After Qiao Jing took out the needed tools, she closed the box and wiped off the fingerprints with a wet cloth nearby.

She had just turned around when she came face to face with Zhan Qipei walking toward her.

She pursed her red lips, ready to walk out of the room with the tools, but the man immediately reached out and hugged her.

“What are you doing?”

Zhan Qipei didn’t care about his sore waist and carried Qiao Jing to the living room.

During this time, Qiao Jing struggled, but she couldn’t pry open his fingers at all, as if he didn’t feel any pain.

It wasn’t long before the two of them reached the living room together.

Qiao Jing frowned her delicate eyebrows.

“Why are you being so strange?”

He just lifted her up and took her to the living room without saying a word?

Did she not know how to walk by herself?

Zhan Qipei looked somewhat excited, but because his previous action was too strenuous, just as he was about to speak, a sharp pain shot through his back.

He inhaled sharply and stretched out his hand to support his waist.

“Hiss–”
Qiao Jing saw that Zhan Qipei was genuinely in pain. She didn’t care about his previous foolish behavior, and immediately pushed him down on the couch to lie down, sitting beside him.

“I told you to just sit, why did you have to follow me and even carry me?”

Her eyes, usually empty, now blazed with indignation as she stared at Zhan Qipei’s back.

Zhan Qipei recovered a bit before regaining his strength.

“Because my wife is so amazing, I wanted to hold her.”

The tools in that medical box not only included those used for surgery but also tools for acupuncture, massage, and preparing medications, etc.

What else was there that his wife couldn’t do?