"Ah~"
The voice of Wu Qiangwei was soft and tingling, like a beauty gently tickling your chin with a feather.
Not flirtatious or lustful, yet perfectly capable of arousing a man's deepest desires.
Wang Dahai was just like that, immediately reacting to her moan.
He paused his movements, and the sound from Wu Qiangwei also fell silent.
He looked up and saw Wu Qiangwei with her head down, her expression invisible.
But he guessed her face must be red at that moment.
He bowed slightly, both to hide his own reaction and also feeling somewhat puzzled.
I was just massaging her shoulders; how could she react so strongly?
Are her shoulders sensitive too?
Wang Dahai couldn't help but recall that incident.
He only remembered biting her earlobe but never her shoulders.
He hadn't realized this woman had so many sensitive spots.
He had no choice but to move away from her shoulders and start massaging her back.