All These Marks He Left Behind
Editor: Atlas Studios
Having said that, Mu Xichen climbed onto the bed.
Li Beinian obediently allowed him to apply the ointment for her.
After the ointment had been applied, as if possessed by evil mischief, she turned to grab his hand. Pressing it against her thigh, she demanded, "Sore."
The man seemed relieved by her reaction and started to massage her thigh with his large hands, taking care to apply just the right pressure.
She narrowed her eyes as she settled comfortably. In no time, she dozed off.
He stopped when he saw that she had fallen asleep and massaged her lower back for a bit.
She gave a soft chirp, perhaps from feeling comfortable. Her eyes fluttered open for a moment, then she turned around and snuggled up to him.
Then, she took his hand and placed it on her shoulder, saying, "I'm sore here too."
The man, now overwhelmed by an indescribable sense of sweet intoxication, gladly did as she demanded.