The man's thick palm carried a warmth as it instantly hit her naked skin. Su Ruowan only felt her entire body tremble and then her body could not help but twist, pulling the wound on her back." Hiss…" Su Ruowan buried her face in the pillow. At the same time, she felt embarrassed, but she also grimaced in pain.
"Be good." Jing Muchen said as if he was coaxing a child. He then focused on his massage career.
After Su Ruowan endured the pain, she felt that the man's actions seemed to be quite professional. She pursed her lips and secretly felt a little ashamed of her petty heart.
After the burning sensation on her face subsided, Su Ruowan lifted her head from the pillow. She saw Jing Yanxi standing by the bed and looking at her. That pair of clear and bright black eyes were like a deer's. There were also red and swollen traces of crying.
Su Ruowan thought of the little guy's bizarre anger before the accident.
