She hadn't noticed, but Lu Fan felt it.
He tilted his head slightly, a sliver of a fair curve catching his peripheral vision.
It was peeking out from her collar, swaying gently with her rubbing motions.
Just as Lu Fan was enjoying the beautiful scenery, Jiang Yixia's hand paused. She pulled back a little unnaturally and said with a frown, "What are you looking at?"
Lu Fan quickly turned his head back, a smile in his voice. "Nothing."
Jiang Yixia ignored him and continued rubbing.
Her fingers pressed down along his waistline, and his muscles tensed again. This time, it wasn't from pain, but something else.
She pretended not to notice, rubbed a few more times, and then pulled her hands away.
"All done." She twisted the cap back on the medicinal wine bottle, her voice returning to its usual coldness.
Lu Fan rolled over onto his back, looking up at her with a smile. "Much better, thanks."
