Shen Baoying gave Jiang Linhai a look, and they quietly slipped out of the room. The atmosphere suddenly grew awkward.
Especially with her eyes closed, Jiang Si could feel Qin Shen's well-defined hands pressing rhythmically into her body with startling clarity.
Her body felt at ease, as if Qin Shen had unblocked her governor and conception vessels, but her mind was in turmoil. She couldn't help but speak up to relieve her inner tension.
"Would it be just as effective if I massaged myself?"
Qin Shen's hands paused for a moment before he said, "You can try."
"Oh."
Jiang Si obediently sat up and turned, coming face-to-face with Qin Shen.
Not expecting him to stay put, Jiang Si averted her gaze, coughed lightly, and tried to mimic his earlier movements, applying pressure to her still-aching arm.
Qin Shen corrected her technique. As soon as he took over, her body's reaction was completely different. It was so soothing, as if every pore on her body was breathing.
