Tang Feng decisively switched to a different massage technique and continued massaging.
That large hand moved from Han Bing's jade-like hand up to her lotus arm.
It was both a massage and a check-up.
Han Bing's blood vessels were very fine, which perhaps was one reason why her complexion seemed to lack any rosiness.
However, the presence of Qi allowed Tang Feng to clearly feel the vigorous vitality of the blood flowing through those slender vessels.
Tang Feng's hand paid special attention to the acupuncture points on her lotus arm.
If it were an ordinary woman being cared for by Tang Feng in such a manner, she would inevitably have a physiological response, and even moaning out loud wouldn't be unusual.
But Han Bing remained cold as ever.
Those eyes were still watching Tang Feng.
And Tang Feng was watching Han Bing.
Vaguely, Tang Feng felt that Han Bing hadn't been fooled by him.
Tang Feng decided to start a conversation.
