Nan Yan struggled to turn her head, shifting her attention to avoid doing something she shouldn't be tempted to do.
The pain in her lower back gradually dissipated under the warm kneading of the large hand.
"It's enough, brother..."
Nan Yan's voice was hoarse, and a faint blush appeared on her fair cheeks.
If one could listen closely to her heart, they would hear that it was racing.
Qin Lu withdrew his hand, his palm still carrying the soft touch unique to a girl's body.
Straightening up, Qin Lu naturally pinched her cheek and gently reminded her, "Little one, from now on, drink a glass of milk before going to bed."
"Why?" Nan Yan temporarily lacked the courage to look at him and lowered her gaze.
"Muscle cramps are a sign of calcium deficiency. Drinking some milk will help replenish calcium."
"Oh..."
Under Qin Lu's gaze, even though she didn't look at his face, Nan Yan felt an inexplicable sense of oppression.
