Actually, Xu Musen's massage skills were all honed on Yao Mingyue, just like how a habitual smoker instinctively wants to flick a lighter or how an experienced driver likes to adjust the seat upon getting into a car.
As soon as Xu Musen touched Yao Mingyue's foot, it was as if he was accustomed to it, and his hand adeptly found and pressed a few acupoints.
"Hmm…"
Yao Mingyue had not expected Xu Musen to be so adept, and the pressure and location of his massage made her feel exceptionally comfortable.
Especially since Xu Musen's hands were warm, almost as if tinged with static electricity, which made her feel a tingling itchiness all over.
The people resting nearby couldn't help but click their tongues at their intimate actions.
Some people may verbally disapprove, but haven't they actually mastered their own set of massage techniques in private?
Young people nowadays really know how to have fun.
"Let me talk to Ming Yue as well," Xu's mother said on the phone.