Chen Mo made a bold decision; he would not recall any of the past anymore.
He used all his massage techniques, focusing on the acupoints of Zhou Ruoxue.
Zhou Ruoxue's moans grew gradually louder; initially, she could control them somewhat.
But by the end, her eyes were hazy, and her delicate body kept writhing incessantly.
It was as if she could tear apart the disposable sheets at any moment, shredding and crumpling them together.
However, just as Zhou Ruoxue was about to reach her peak, Chen Mo suddenly stopped.
Zhou Ruoxue turned her head, still longing for more, and glanced at Chen Mo to ask, "Why did you stop?"
Chen Mo stood up and slowly said, "Customer, the massage service has ended. If you want the following service, you will need..."
Zhou Ruoxue interrupted Chen Mo directly.
"I know what's needed; you don't have to tell me those things, as I'm already prepared."
