Su Qingning snorted coldly but didn't speak again. Lin Xiao knew she had tacitly agreed.
With an incredibly practiced touch, he began the massage. To put it bluntly, Lin Xiao's skills were exceptional. After all, he had been honing this craft since he was seven. That's right, he started giving massages to those old codgers at the age of seven, and after more than a decade of practice, his technique was masterful.
Initially, Su Qingning was skeptical of his intentions. She assumed the scoundrel was just using the massage as an excuse to take liberties with her. But after he worked on her for just a short while, Su Qingning realized how wrong she was.
