My Waste Husband

Chapter 18

Henry was praised in the global medical field. There was an old saying in China that if death wants your life, none could stop it.

But in the field of top medicine in the world, this sentence had been changed. If Satan wants you alive, Death cannot do anything.

He was the Satan who lived in this world.

Many of the richest merchants in the world, the prince of the royal family, and the leader of the state all hoped Henry could help them. However, Henry never showed any respect to anyone, let alone treat people with the hardest and the most orthodox massage method.

When Milan saw Henry frown, she was happy. Sure enough, this person didn't know any massage treatment at all. He was completely lying to Sylvia!

"Sylvia, it's okay if your Henry doesn't want to. I want to use massage to relieve some stress. It's a little difficult."

Sylvia felt a chill in her heart. Did this girl see anything? Oh, if this was true, how shameful I would be! No, no!

"Honey, just give her a massage. Same way you give to me." Sylvia kept blinking at Henry.

"Okay." Henry could not refuse Sylvia's request. Or in fact, in his heart, he would not refuse this woman's request. Even if it went too far, he could accept it.

Henry walked up to Milan and looked at the short-haired woman with heroic features. "Miss Milan, where does it hurt? "

"Shoulder." Milan pointed.

Henry nodded, walked behind Milan, and pressed his hands on Milan's shoulders. The moment his hands touched her shoulders, Henry had a feeling.

Tender!

After being tender, she was full of elasticity. Although her skin was not as smooth and bright as Sylvia's, it had a different kind of beauty.

Henry's two thumbs slowly rubbed on Milan's back.

Her neck had always been sore because of work. She often went to the spa and was familiar with all kinds of massage techniques.

Now she felt Henry's hand rubbing her neck. It was just like those ordinary massagers, which could relieve fatigue. What kind of treating health issues was it? It was nonsense.

When Milan was about to speak, she felt a warmth coming from her shoulder and neck, as if the warmth flowed through the meridians of her neck and neck. The original pain and exhaustion disappeared at this moment.

Previously, because of her profession, Milan felt a mountain pressing down on her shoulder and neck every day. At this moment, it was as if someone had moved the mountain away from her neck and shoulder. The feeling was unspeakably comfortable.

She swallowed what she was about to say because of this feeling. He could really stimulate acupuncture points through massage to remove health issues! This kind of method was very known in Chinese medicine, but a few could do it!

Looking at the comfortable expression on Milan's face, Sylvia breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed that Henry was really capable, although being good at massaging doesn't count much.

When Sylvia came up with this idea, she didn't know that the message she was getting was a top physical treatment in traditional Chinese medicine!

At this moment, Milan's mood could be described as happy and sad. What made her happy was that the stress on her body had indeed been relieved. Her whole body, from the back to the neck, was much more comfortable. What worried her was that Henry was really capable. It was not easy to expose him.

As Milan rolled her eyes, a wonderful idea appeared in her mind.

She couldn't help but think complacently that a liar might have a special understanding of certain fields, but he didn't know much about these things. This kind of top physics therapy through massage was enough for him to spend time studying. He used to stay in France and could even deceive the princess of the royal family. It was not surprising that he knew a lot about western etiquette and French meals. But how about paintings? Or could he really paint? As long as she found a top expert in painting, she could find out his true colors!

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Milan's face again.

"Sylvia, Henry's massage technique is really awesome! By the way, you haven't told me how you met each other. Is it because of a painting?"

"Stop gossiping!" Sylvia rolled her eyes at Milan. She had thought about how to tell this girl how she knew Henry. But now Henry was here, she was really ashamed to say those words.

"Let's talk about it." Milan acted like a curious baby.

"Let him tell you that. I'm going to sleep." Sylvia directly threw the pot to Henry. She put on her slippers and went upstairs. Hum, Henry was so good at talking. Let him make it up. She could ask him tomorrow.

Looking at Sylvia while leaving, Milan said that she was bored. Then she stretched herself. She was wearing a close-fitting shirt, and her bosoms were particularly magnificent. When she stretched, the bosoms were perfectly visible.

Henry stood behind her massaging her shoulders. His eyes could just pass through Milan's collar and see the magnificent scene in front of him.

Milan reached out her slender hands and patted her collar, mumbling, "It's so hot."

As soon as she finished speaking, Milan put her hand on her collar, and her fingers gently picked the first button under the collar. Without much effort, the button was unbuttoned, revealing a snowy white spot.

The corners of Milan's mouth lifted slightly. She thought, "Pervert, standing behind me and watching."

After what Milan had done, as if nothing had happened, she touched the mobile phone beside her and secretly turned on the front camera. She wanted to take pictures of Henry staring at her, but she found that he did not look at her at all. No! He did not notice her at all. He was wearing headphones and listening to music with his eyes closed!

A flame burned in her heart. "Bastard! Am I not attractive to him at all?" Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

"It's okay! You can stop!" Milan wriggled her shoulders and said angrily. Then she put on her slippers and went upstairs.

Henry took off his headphones, wondering why this woman was so angry. Glancing at her, he ignored her and sat on the sofa. He poured himself a cup of tea and listened to the piano music that was just created by him. He muttered, "It's still a problem when you lower D-level C, and there are some unnecessary dazzling skills, which added a lot of decoration sounds. So although it can give

people a shocking effect in the early stage of the music, it will make the back of the music seem too dull, ah."