Chapter 99: Mutual Massage

Zhao Chi was in so much pain his teeth were bared.

Gu Qing didn't let go: "My lord, since you have a tiny bit of male chauvinism, how could you cry out in pain in front of a woman? Since my massage is working, just bear with it."

Cold sweat was pouring down Zhao Chi.

It really hurt.

How could these fair, tender little hands produce such tremendous force?

Truly a world where logic has collapsed.

A while later.

Gu Qing finally stopped.

Zhao Chi let out a breath of relief; he felt his arm had gone numb.

He sighed and said, "Are you tired? Shall I give you a massage too?"

"Sure~"

Gu Qing happily agreed, then sat on Zhao Chi's bed.

"……"

He was only being polite.

It wasn't that he didn't want to massage Gu Qing, but that he truly had no strength left.

But Gu Qing already sat down, so he could only help her massage.

Her skin was very smooth.

Her muscles were very soft.

With just a little force, he could feel her bones.

Such soft arms—if someone really pinched them as hard as Gu Qing did, wouldn't they burst?

Harder!

Gu Qing's brows knit slightly.

Relax.

Gu Qing's brows smoothed out along with it.

So she was afraid of pain too.

Zhao Chi imitated Gu Qing's technique, watched her expression, and pinched hard to help her.

Gu Qing frowned with a smile: "My lord, what are you doing? Trying to get back at me?"

"How could I be?"

"Then why did you want to laugh when I frowned?"

"Huh? Did I?"

"You did!" Gu Qing said with absolute certainty.

Zhao Chi laughed: "I just thought your expression was cute. I didn't mean to get back at you."

Gu Qing shook her head: "How could that be? Would you really think a 26-year-old woman is cute? My lord, you're only 20."

Zhao Chi said: "Cuteness has nothing to do with age."

"Between me and Tang Ruan, who's cuter?"

"You!"

The answer flew out of Zhao Chi's mouth.

This kind of question didn't even need thinking.

"Huh?"

Seeing him answer without the slightest hesitation, Gu Qing was instead stunned.

"You're cute!" Zhao Chi answered again.

"R-really?" Gu Qing was a little doubtful: "But Tang Ruan is only 18, and she's all pink and tender."

"You're cute!"

"Oh… hehe, I see, my lord, you don't need to massage anymore. Get some rest early."

Delight spread across Gu Qing's face.

The corners of her mouth lifted uncontrollably.

She stood up and said again: "My lord, you'll recover faster resting alone. I won't keep you company. Good night!"