The room was quiet, the only sounds being the faint, soothing melody of the incense burners and the subtle rustling of the maids' movements.
Xu Qianghua lay comfortably on the cushioned bed in the center of the room, his head resting gently on Su Meiling's thighs.
Her soft, delicate hands brushed through his hair, applying light pressure to his scalp in slow, rhythmic movements.
The scent of rare herbs from a burning incense stick filled the air, wrapping the space in a calming aroma that eased even the slightest tension.
"Relax, Master," she whispered softly. "Tonight, we'll make sure you are completely at ease."
Su Meiling's fingers traced small circles on his temples, her touch delicate yet firm. Each motion sent waves of relaxation through his mind, silencing the noise of his busy thoughts.
Her soothing touch was both gentle and deliberate, targeting the stress he hadn't even realized had built up.
