Although he had a bad feeling, Xiao Juan still extended his hand.
Yu Niaoniao reached out two fair fingers and tapped his wrist.
"Is this the place?"
Xiao Juan said, "A little lower."
Yu Niaoniao's fingers moved down a little.
Xiao Juan said, "It's here."
Yu Niaoniao grabbed his forearm with one hand and pressed the acupuncture point on his wrist with the other.
"Do you feel anything?"
Xiao Juan was expressionless. "A little."
Yu Niaoniao asked humbly, "Is it not strong enough? Shall I exert more force?"
Xiao Juan said, "Yes."
Yu Niaoniao pressed down with all her might.
The soreness on his wrist intensified, and Xiao Juan could not help but frown.
Yu Niaoniao immediately asked, "How is it? Is this okay?"
Xiao Juan's voice became low. "Yes."
…
Outside the door, Lo Pingsha heard the commotion in the room clearly and was already blushing.
