"You, if you don't want to massage, then forget it!"
Lin Youyou stomped her foot in anger and turned to leave.
Chen Ziyang stopped teasing her.
"Come to the private room!"
After all, Lin Youyou had been busy with the parlor, and Chen Ziyang couldn't fail to satisfy even this simple request of hers.
Lin Youyou's pretty face blushed, and she no longer sulked, but followed Chen Ziyang into a private room on the third floor, full of anticipation.
This time, without Chen Ziyang's direction, she was already lying on the massage table.
Even though Chen Ziyang had previously admired Lin Youyou's straight and slender legs, he couldn't help but marvel again.
They were so beautiful.
True, both Yang Muxue and Su Mei could definitely be considered to have beautiful legs.
But Lin Youyou's legs were simply too perfect.
"Then I'm going to start, okay?"
"Mhm."
Lin Youyou buried her head in the hole of the massage table.
