Startled awake, he looked at Song Chongjin's surprised expression, his whole being felt wrong, "You... what did you say?"
"Kneel down? Call me daddy?" Song Chongjin's eyes narrowed slightly, smiling as he repeated it.
"Uh, I... I was talking in my sleep, just pretend you didn't hear it! Uh, right, what did you just say, I don't think I caught that clearly either—" Wang Yongzhu wore a surface smile, but inwardly cursed.
He really wanted to send Song Chongjin two words, 'Ha ha.'
Just being friendly and you're already in a rush to become a son-in-law?
What are you trying to do?
Song Chongjin, seeing Wang Yongzhu's wary expression, didn't know what to think, a hint of sadness flashed through his eyes, and after a long while, his mouth curved into a slight smile, "I didn't say much, just asked if squeezing like this made it any more comfortable."
Then he stopped talking and bent his head to continue massaging Wang Yongzhu's arm.