Two Hundred Seventy-Three Poor Gu Zhigang_1
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Seeing that Gu Chen seemed not to like it, she immediately regretted it immensely.
How could Gu Chen not like it?
He explained, "I do like it, as long as it's from you, I like everything."
Upon hearing Gu Chen's affection, Ji Pianran's heart finally settled down. She gave Gu Chen a shy smile, "Then lie down, and I'll give you a massage."
Gu Chen had been waiting for the massage, so he promptly turned over to expose his entire back, while Ji Pianran sat at the edge of the bed in a slight position, sidewise, and started to massage Gu Chen.
Her hands were very soft and carried a slight chill, her strength also just right, pressing on his shoulders couldn't have been more comfortable.
Gu Chen was surprised in his comfort, "Have you learned this from someone?"
It was just too comfortable.
Ji Pianran, sitting sideways and very close to him already, spoke with her warm breath hitting directly on his back.