"Then I'm in your hands, Dashan," Wang Shiman said with a smile.
Afterwards, Wang Shiman lay down on the large bed.
"Come on."
Chen Dashan approached and began to gently massage Wang Shiman's shoulders.
Then, he kneaded his way down from her neck to her cervical spine.
Pressing until her bones lightly crackled, emitting a sound like frying beans.
Wang Shiman half-closed her eyes, her face brimming with pleasure.
It felt so comfortable!
Chen Dashan's hands seemed to have an electric current, making her whole body tingle.
Each massage spot was just right, far better than those expensive masseurs she had hired in the past.
"Dashan, your technique is amazing. I've only been massaged for a short while, but I already feel relaxed all over, refreshed, and not tired at all," Wang Shiman exclaimed.
"Very good, very comfortable!"
