"...Does it still hurt?" He Li's delicate hand once again caressed his lower back, offering a sweet consolation after punishment, and this time it was genuinely tender.
"It's okay..." Zhang Ziwen hummed comfortably, the gentleness on his lower back making his toes curl, so comfortable, so tender.
"Then what are you planning to do in the future?" He Li breathed softly, her body pressed tightly against him, and her hand strength was just right; she knew exactly how to knead in a way that made him feel good.
"...What do you mean?" Zhang Ziwen sniffed the fragrance from her mouth, the sensation on his lower back truly felt like going from hell to heaven.
