On the shore of the lake in the forest.
The air was clear.
Birds chirped and flowers smelled sweet.
Chen An knelt beside Ning Xian'er and focused on massaging her graceful body.
She massaged from the bottom of her feet to her head, making her feel so comfortable that she seemed to have seen an immortal who had transcended the tribulation and ascended to the Upper Realm. She felt like she was floating.
"Okay, I'm done. How do you feel?"
Chen An slowly retracted his hands from Ning Xian'er's body and asked with a gentle smile.
Ning Xian'er had just been touched all over her body. Now, she felt that her body was very hot. Her originally fair and pretty face blushed slightly and she said embarrassedly:
"Yes, it's very comfortable. Deacon Chen's massage technique is superb indeed."
"As long as it's comfortable."
Chen An smiled and said.
