The night was deep and quiet.
The Ning Mansion had returned to its usual peace.
After washing up, Ning Mengyao looked at her own reflection in the mirror.
With mixed feelings, she eventually pushed open the door of the bathroom.
That evening, she had agreed to go to bed and sleep.
But faced with so many unknowns, she felt uneasy.
"Are you very tired?"
Seeing Ning Mengyao come out, Lin Fan put down his phone.
"My neck is a bit uncomfortable, but it's okay, I'm used to it."
Ning Mengyao pursed her lips and slid underneath the covers.
"It's probably a misalignment of the cervical vertebrae caused by long periods of desk work. Let me give you a massage, I guarantee it will cure the ailment."
Lin Fan walked around to her side of the bed.
After signaling for her to lie down, his strong hands slowly rested on her jade-like neck.
Lin Fan's palms gently stroked her back as smooth as jade.
His fingers continuously fiddled with her cervical vertebrae.
