"What kind of a massage do you want, they are many.." he muttered seductively.
Ye Mei immediately sat up and began undressing...
"Hey hey, what do you think you are doing?" Mu Zhen hurriedly held her mischievous hands.
"Didn't you just ask me what kind of a massage I want? I want to show you by actions, they speak louder than words.." she whined pouting her cherry lips.
"Just lay down.." he gently shoved her to the bed as she lay on her tummy and began massaging her shoulders, he hadn't expected her shamelessness didn't have a limit.
"Yes... yes..."
"there... there..."
"Yes, down a bit... Yes there.."
Her coy voice sounded and Mu Zhen felt like they were the wrong words at the wrong time, why did they give off a different meaning?
He gazed at her lips that she was licking seductively, he lightly shook his head clearing his mind.
" I won't massage you if you don't keep quiet.." he stopped and sat down on the bed.