Strange Old Man (1)

And thus, he did not want her to undress him.

It would be better if there were more clothes between them.

Jian Yiling agreed to this. She did not attempt to take off Zhai Yunsheng's clothes again.

On top of the clothes, her small hands began to massage away at Zhai Yunsheng's arms and legs.

She did not put much strength into the massage.

A while into the massage, Zhai Yunsheng's originally pale face became to show some color.

He had still underestimated Jian Yiling's influence on him…

A subtle muffled groan spilled out from Zhai Yunsheng's throat.

"Did I hurt you?" Jian Yiling asked.

"Don't worry about the rest," Zhai Yunsheng answered in an exceptionally hoarse voice.

"If it hurts, just bear with it for a bit. You didn't exercise your muscles in a long time. You will need a while to recover. Massages can help your rehabilitation exercises become easier."

He could bear the pain.

But…