Feng Yun was sitting on the chair, has a little exhausting expression, the last few days he continuously traveled in the swamp forest and fought many battles.
Seeing the exhausting expression of Feng Yun, Su Meifen thought for a moment and took a deep breath, then walked to Feng Yun's side.
When Feng Yun was thinking of taking some rest, at this time, he felt someone's soft fingers touching his shoulder.
"Master, if you like, I can give a massage, this will you remove your exhaustion." Su Meifen voice sounded from behind as she began massaging his shoulders.
Running around for more than half a month in the swamp forest was really tired. Not only physically but also mentally. When the soft hands of Su Meifen kneads his shoulders a comfortable feeling rose.
"Hm." Feng Yun nodded.
Immediately a pair of soft hands of Su Meifen stared kneading his shoulders gently with moderate strength.
"Nice."
