Mi Xiaotao watched Lu Shaoqing carefully rub and knead her fingers, her face flushed. She thought, isn't this way too suggestive? What he's doing is something only boyfriends and girlfriends do, right? But she had already rejected him?
"Lu... Brother Lu, I feel much better!"
Mi Xiaotao forcefully pulled her hand back. If he kept massaging her, she'd die of awkwardness.
Seeing her pull her hand away, Lu Shaoqing looked a bit disappointed. He wouldn't mind continuing to massage her.
"Xiaotao, do your fingers really feel much better?"
Mi Xiaotao moved her fingers, indeed feeling much more comfortable. She nodded and replied, "Much better, thank you, Brother Lu!"
Lu Shaoqing smiled gently and said, "Then eat up! The noodles will get cold!"
"Oh, okay!"
Mi Xiaotao lowered her head and started eating the noodles. This time, her hand didn't shake so much. Soon, her bowl of beef noodles was empty.
Lu Shaoqing watched her eat the noodles dotingly; her appetite was always so good.
