Shuyin sat back down and pressed her hands on Jing Rui's chest, not too hard or too light.
Her hands were very soft and the strength was just right. It was very comfortable, and she was exuding an elegant fragrance. She was beautiful. Jing Rui felt that it was the ultimate enjoyment to see her massage him.
It was worth it to be infected with the virus this time!
Otherwise, why would Shuyin be so good to him?
Shuyin did feel sorry for him. She knew that although most of the virus had been removed, it had also damaged Jing Rui's vitality. Some of it had remained in his body, and he needed to use his immune system to slowly kill the virus.
She already felt that it was a miracle that he could get out of bed to look for her this morning.
She had thought that Jing Rui would have to stay in bed for at least three to five days.
However, Jing Rui was insatiable. Shuyin pinched his chest hard.
