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"Lie down on this couch," Jiang Man looked around and determined that the best place for hypnosis was this couch.
Nan Juefeng lay down on it, his hands clasped over his lower abdomen.
Jiang Man walked to the window and pulled the curtain slightly, allowing light into the room but not too intense.
"Do you usually listen to music?"
Jiang Man came over to ask.
Nan Juefeng thought for a moment, "I listen to wildrose's songs, I like every single one of them," he said.
"Really?" Jiang Man was surprised, not expecting to have gained another fan.
"But her songs are not suitable for hypnosis, they're too intense."
"Yoga music, is that okay?" she paused and asked.
Nan Juefeng didn't speak, his eyes drooping, and the corners of his mouth lifting in a display of complete trust in her.
Jiang Man was touched, feeling a different kind of emotion.