"If it's out of power, then I guess I won't massage you anymore, I'll be leaving."
As soon as Chen An finished speaking, he got up and headed towards the door. However, Wu Xue couldn't possibly let Chen An leave when desire was surging through her. Even Wu Xue didn't understand why she reacted this way, but a deep-seated dependency and longing in her body made her want Chen An to stay by her side.
"Wait a second, don't leave so quickly. I seem to want that comfortable feeling again. If you go, who will massage me? I can't do it myself, whimper, you must have some other method, right?"
Wu Xue's words were exactly what Chen An wanted to hear, but he pretended to be embarrassed: "There is another method, but I don't think you'd be comfortable with it. I would use my hands to massage you directly, no need for the massager. What do you think?"
