"You ..."
Su also turned her head dishonestly, but before she could say anything, Bo Yunli pressed her head back.
She buried her face in the pillow and said in a muffled voice, " "What are you doing?"
Through her thin home clothes, Bo Yunli's gaze traced the outline of her thin shoulder blades."Your shoulders aren't sore?"
Su ye,"Zhenzhen."
To massage her shoulders?
No matter how he looked at it, it didn't seem very credible.
Moreover, he was in a very awkward position.
Bo Yunli took the pen from the little girl's hand and threw it along with the annoying notebook on the bedside table. He seemed to be really focused on massaging her.
Wild beasts always had the patience to disguise themselves well before hunting.
Not to mention, the upbringing that flowed in his bones allowed him to maintain his elegance as much as possible when eating.
The fabric of the little girl's home clothes was thin, and his palm felt delicate and soft.
