"Come, come, Old Qing, have some tea."
The Fourth Elder of the Zhang family picked up his teacup and put it near Taoist Mu Qing's mouth.
"Old Qing, you must be hungry. Come, have some fruits to fill your stomach first."
The Great Elder picked up the fruit tray and put the cut fruits into Taoist Mu Qing's mouth.
"Old Qing, are your shoulders sore? Let me give you a massage." The Third Elder of the Zhang family said.
"Old Qing, you have so much stuff on you. You must be tired. Come, come, I'll take them all out for you, so you can relax."
The Second Elder of the Zhang family didn't give Taoist Mu Qing a chance to reject at all and started moving his hands around his body.
In fact, even if Taoist Mu Qing wanted to reject him, he couldn't because…
Taoist Mu Qing, who was thrown on the couch as soon as he was carried inside, was caught off guard and his mouth was stuffed with something before he came back to his senses. "!!!"
