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"Sit down, don't move just yet." Returning to the dormitory and seeing Ling Miaomiao prepared to tidy up her bed, Ling Xi's indifferent voice floated into her ears.
Ling Miaomiao, puzzled, was about to turn around, but suddenly felt Ling Xi's hands gently pressing on her shoulders and back. She instinctively relaxed and exhaled comfortably, staying still.
So Xiaoxi wanted to give her a massage, how nice. Indeed, Xiaoxi was the best to her.
"It might sting a little, just endure it." Fingers slowly moved across Ling Miaomiao's back, a faint light brushed by and instantly vanished.
As Ling Xi's fingers lightly pressed on the acupuncture points on Ling Miaomiao's back, fine threads of electrical energy traveled through the meridians in her body. It felt tingly, itchy, and carried a slight sting, making Ling Miaomiao's expression turn somewhat strange in an instant.
