The force was just right, not too light nor too heavy. His fingertips landed on her delicate and smooth back, gently rotating and following the direction of her meridians. The pain in her waist gradually lessened, wave after wave.
With her meridians sorted out, Ivy Aretha felt her pores opening in comfort. Just as she was about to praise him, those gliding fingers changed their position...
Just moments ago they were on her back, but now they had shifted to her lower abdomen. When Ivy realized this, she could clearly sense Michael Gordon's fingers pause for a moment.
And then the next move came without the previous gentleness. He applied force to his hand, pressing down on her lower abdomen and gliding carefully. His trembling fingers pushed downwards along her lower abdomen with strength!
"Michael Gordon, don't take this opportunity to act like a hooligan and eat..." She couldn't finish the word "tofu" before he gently turned her over.
