"Hot? I don't feel hot at all."
An Lan was even more puzzled.
"Uh, I felt a bit hot, but it's much better now."
While speaking, Tang Luo was gently kneading Cardila's jade feet, soft, smooth, resilient, feeling very pleasant to the touch.
Cardila felt Tang Luo's movements, her body stiffened slightly, and she attempted to pull her foot back.
But Tang Luo wasn't about to let her escape that easily and held onto her ankle.
Tang Luo glanced at Cardila with a sense of vindictive pleasure in his heart, thinking, "You flirted with me just now, so now it's my turn to tease you, isn't it?"
"Cardila, what's wrong with you?"
Noticing something off about Cardila, An Lan asked curiously.
"I... I'm fine."
Cardila shook her head, causing Tang Luo to hurriedly withdraw his Inner Strength and cease any further movements.
"Your face is so red, surely you're not sick?"
An Lan looked at Cardila, somewhat concerned.
"No, it's just... a little old problem, it'll be fine in a while."
