"Remember that massage I gave to you last time? Do you wanna try again?"
A brave move from Mo Shan as she walked round the giant desk, all the way to his throne.
"Have you learned any new tricks?" Replied Huo Yunting while resting on his throne, with a brief smile upon her.
"Of course." She placed her handbag and strolled to his back like a mischievous little girl. She lifted her hands, only to realize the potential difficulty to carry out a massage in such a posture.
"Oh, who taught you?" Asked Huo interestingly.
Sure, Guru Mo Shan, you know nothing about the engagement, we'll see.
"What do you mean by 'who'? I'm not that kind of masseur, you meanie! There's only my father and me at home, of course I practiced with him! I'm sincerely in love with you, I'll never love again after meeting you."
She went to his left and jer warm hands reached his shoulders.
That was when the door was wide open.
