Wu Xue didn't know where Chen An had learned his technique, but whenever he massaged her, his hands made her feel especially relaxed.
Without realizing it, Wu Xue thought of the young women in the stories she'd read, who, after spending prolonged periods in the company of men, started to fall for them involuntarily.
Could it be that she was experiencing the same thing? After all, her relationship with Chen An had followed a similar pattern. From initial disgust to gradual acceptance and anticipation, she found her thoughts had changed from what they initially were.
But for Wu Xue, that feeling seemed like nothing more than a fantasy, since she already had a boyfriend. How could she entertain such unfair thoughts about her boyfriend?
"Oh, right there, a bit lighter, slower, it really hurts a bit."
