He wasn't tired, only that he simply felt: time was valuable, serving Heitian Jin was just to let her experience it, his main task was still to massage Zhuang Jing.
The principle was straightforward, spend time on important people.
Moreover, Zhuang Jing had requested the massage herself, proving her body needed it, just like a thirsty person needs water, and Gu Ran, being in control of the water supply, naturally prioritized quenching her thirst before considering others.
He massaged Zhuang Jing with earnest focus.
Not feeling the slightest bit of fatigue or, to put it another way, not caring about it.
However, this time, the same techniques elicited a different response from Zhuang Jing—her fair, elegant complexion turned slightly red, and her breathing became faint gasps.
Gu Ran had already determined that back massages were ineffective for Zhuang Jing, so he didn't pay attention;
Heitian Jin didn't understand the magic at work;
