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Chen Yiran's slender, warm fingers gently massaged her back, easing the stiffness in her waist.
Tianxin sighed contentedly, lying there she suddenly felt sleepy again.
"Do your legs hurt?" Chen Yiran whispered into Tianxin's ear.
"Mhm…" Tianxin nodded, her eyes closed, feeling drowsy.
"Shall I massage them?" Yiran's slender fingers slowly descended along her waistline.
"Mhm…" Tianxin unconsciously nodded.
Chen Yiran's hand glided over her round bottom, lightly pressing on her leg, he asked in a low voice, "Right here?"
"Mhm…"
Tianxin reveled in his considerate service, his warm fingers gently massaging her sore legs which ached all night. However, as he massaged, his hand seemed to slowly inch upwards again.
