Gu Ran placed his hand on her body.
It seemed delicate, yet it possessed a bit of flesh once he touched it.
Gu Ran started to massage.
"Wait a second..." Before she could finish, Zhang Ying's body tensed up.
"How does it feel?" Zhuang Jing, standing by, asked Gu Ran.
"It seems more powerful than in reality." Gu Ran watched Zhang Ying's distracted expression and her slightly trembling body.
"We can't jump to conclusions just yet," Zhuang Jing said thoughtfully, "From age thirty-five to over forty is when a woman's body heats up the most, and since Zhang Ying is single, her intense reaction could be due to her."
"..... I'm not too familiar with that."
"Aren't you?" Zhuang Jing said, lifting a hint of a shallow smile.
Gu Ran caught the joke, so he didn't respond, just too embarrassed.
Zhang Ying regained her composure and looked at Gu Ran, then at Zhuang Jing.
