After about an hour or so, he laid down on the bed. He took a deep breath and spoke slowly to the woman who had jumped out of bed, "Next time you want to give me a massage, just say it!"
Feng Jiu chuckled. "I didn't say anything different. It's you who had the wrong idea."
Xuanyuan Mo Ze was embarrassed. He closed his eyes and didn't look at her again, but muttered in his heart: speaking so ambiguously, how couldn't he get the wrong idea?
"Well, it's late. I must go back and have a rest." She walked out with her eyes full of smiles. "if it wasn't for seeing you carry me back, I won't give you a massage. Your body is as hard as a stone and my hands are too sore."
When she opened the door, she saw Gray Wolf and Shadow One standing outside the room. When they saw her coming out, they stepped back quickly.
She glanced at them. "What have you two been whispering about here?"
