Chapter 711

"Mmm, there's no helping it; it's the nature of the job, so I end up sitting for long periods," Sister Lan said somewhat helplessly.

"Then let me massage your neck vertebrae. You shouldn't sit for too long, and you need to get up and move around frequently."

As he spoke, Dazhuang's hands began to gently press on Sister Lan's neck.

Then, moving downward, he grasped her slim waist and started kneading.

Gradually, Sister Lan's cries began to grow louder and incredibly soothing.

My eyes wandered downward, and I could see more than half of her snow-white, pert buttocks.

I saw it, and evidently, Dazhuang did too; he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

I have to admit, Li Xianglan's buttocks were truly beautiful—big, round, and perky.

Thus, Dazhuang's fingers began to intentionally and unintentionally probe lower, seemingly impatient to touch that private area.