"Oh, that needs to be gentler."
He slowed down his strength again; this time, it didn't feel like a massage but more like a caress. A gentle breeze wafted through, stirring ripples. From above, he could clearly see Xia Siyu's body slightly shudder.
Xia Siyu did not want to continue being dominated by him, so she quickly turned over, "Stop, the back has been massaged enough."
"The back is done, huh? Actually, the front side also has many reflex nerves, especially the chest and abdomen. A full-service treatment is essential, of course. Lie down, I'll help you."
Bo Yan was dead serious, his face showing not even a hint of wanting to take advantage. But Xia Siyu had been deceived by his previously aloof appearance—she wasn't going to fall for it easily, "No, that won't be necessary."
"What's the matter, are you scared? Afraid that you'll throw yourself at me, begging for my love? Or maybe, you're scared you'll fall deeply for me and end up at my mercy in the future?"
