"Babe, a little higher, yeah, right there."
"Put a bit more strength into it, harder, hmm, that's good."
In the bedroom.
Tang Feng was lying there while Lu Yueliang's hands were massaging his back.
Every now and then, Tang Feng would utter a command, directing Lu Yueliang on how to massage him.
Gradually.
Lu Yueliang's expression became serious, and any disdain she had felt earlier had long since disappeared.
As the saying goes, an amateur watches the spectacle; a connoisseur appreciates the technique.
Her position as supervisor in this seven-story service establishment was due to her superior massage skills, far surpassing those of others.
Without exception, everyone who had been massaged by her had nothing but praise.
However, in the short time she had been working on this young man, she realized he was a connoisseur too.
It was normal for him to give directions.
