Chu Molin took a book and sat on a bench, waiting for his wife.
Chu Molin read for a while, but he grew restless and closed the book, placing it on a small table before leaning back in his chair and rubbing his temples.
Hearing the door open, he lowered his hands and opened his eyes to see his wife, fresh from a shower, her fair face blushed a lovely pink, looking like a ripe red apple.
Qin Xue had just opened the door when she saw him rubbing his temples.
She walked behind him, gently placed her hands on his temples, and massaged them, then pressed all the points on his head.
She then massaged the points on his neck for a while before releasing her hands. "How is it, feeling better?"
After asking, she saw no response from him. He couldn't have fallen asleep, could he?
She hadn't even taken her bath yet, so she moved in front of him and touched his handsome face. "Chu Molin, go take a shower, and after you're done, go straight to bed, hear me?"
