"Miss Han, your massage is done."
A massage therapist politely spoke as she takes a step away from the massage table. Yue Ling had already finished her facial massage and was now at the end of her one-hour body massage.
"Mm. Thank you, I feel a lot better now."
Yue Ling doesn't lift her head or move from her position and laid on the massage table. She was naked, but had a warm towel covering her lower body as she only requested for a back and shoulder massage.
The massage therapist smiles to herself. She is older than Yue Ling by five years but being given the chance to release the tensions from her favorite idol, she cannot be more than happier at this moment.
Maybe before Yue Ling leaves, she will ask for an autograph.
However, knowing that Yue Ling needed to get up, she steps out from the private room.
"Mm…"
Yue Ling gave a sigh full of bliss and sits up. Her arms stretch out as she felt as light as a feather.
