A Fight... In the Hot Spring

Feng Wu smacked his taut shoulders. "Why are you so tense? Don't tell me that… you're nervous?"

"Nervous?!" The crown prince jumped to his feet and water splashed all over Feng Wu's face.

"I'm nervous? Hah!" Jun Linyuan turned around and stared at Feng Wu. "Who on earth do you think you are? Some goddess from heaven? Why should I get nervous from your touch? Feng Wu, don't flatter yourself!"

Feng Wu looked at him in bewilderment. "… I only wondered if Your Royal Highness might be nervous because you think I might damage your energy channels… Why are you so jumpy?"

Jun Linyuan didn't say anything.

How embarrassing…

His earlobes turned pink and he glared at Feng Wu. "Get back to work! You talk too much!"

"Alright…" The poor girl went back to giving His Royal Highness a massage.

Fortunately, with her rhythmic kneading, the muscles on Jun Linyuan's back gradually relaxed. But it was such an exhausting process.