Do you want to die?
"Ah... what a wonderful remedy!" Xie Meiling exclaimed in surprise, pleasantly surprised: "I feel so relaxed as if I finally got a good night's sleep."
"Of course," Xie Qing replied, sniffing haughtily: "This young master's hands have the ability to bring beauties to... um... oh, right! They can relax ladies!"
"Heh... that's for sure," Xie Meiling said with a pleased sigh.
Xie Qing, meanwhile, crookedly smiled. He had almost said "orgasm," but managed to correct himself in time.
Either way, Xie Meiling paid no attention and moaned carefree, her body relaxing under his hands.
Although hearing his mother's moans was something that Xie Qing found a little strange, he was still a professional masseur! And as the saying goes, a masseur should not ogle his client!
"What a professional I am!" Xie Qing thought, mistakenly believing that we could not see how he glanced at Xie Meiling's protruding breasts.