The moment the back of his head touched her thigh, Chen Yuan let out a contented sigh.
"Ah, my headache's gotten so much better," he said, his eyes half-closed in pleasure.
"Are you dizzy?" Yaoyao lowered her head, her face full of concern. Her warm fingertips gently rubbed his temples.
Chen Yuan looked up from his reclined position. This angle...
...
...
'The visual impact is even more intense than the last time she gave me a lap pillow,' he thought.
"Yeah, I am a little dizzy."
"A little massage should help. You were probably already tired, and you're wearing so little after your shower. It's not summer anymore, you know."
"I know, I know. I'll wear more at night from now on."
After they massaged him like this for a long time, the two sisters asked how he was feeling. He shamelessly said that he wasn't dizzy anymore, but his body still ached.
Jiangg Ning thought for a moment, then had him lie on his stomach with his face buried in the pillow.
