Zhang Yang clearly felt that the moment his hand touched Shen Mange's thigh, her legs tensed up straight involuntarily.
The muscles on her legs also tightened, and Zhang Yang found it somewhat amusing. Shen Mange wasn't as bold as she appeared to be but still pretended to be indifferent.
Zhang Yang didn't rush to lift Shen Mange's skirt.
Instead, he started massaging her, kneading the muscles in her legs.
The legs of the big star were so white and smooth, the skin so delicate that even Xia Xue paled slightly in comparison.
It was obvious that Shen Mange had put a lot of effort into taking care of her body.
As Zhang Yang massaged her, Shen Mange immediately felt incredibly comfortable.
She had experienced various high-end SPAs, but compared to Zhang Yang, those skilled female technicians were not even close.
As someone who was a workaholic, she was usually shooting back-to-back, and the intensity of her work was extraordinary.
