When Xiao Manxue fell, Lin Tian reached out to support her, but he lost his balance and fell together with Miss.
"Miss, don't make a sound." Lin Tian held Miss, half-leaning against the chair, and whispered.
"Are you... okay?" Xiao Manxue was somewhat surprised.
Of course Lin Tian was fine; he was just pretending to slump, and it was so realistic that he thought he could win an Oscar for Best Actor. He held Miss with one arm and quietly extended the other, pressing it against her back.
Pressing gently against a few acupoints on her back, Lin Tian's hand massaged, making Xiao Manxue's face slightly blush as she felt his hand moving there.
With Lin Tian's actions, she felt her strength gradually returning, and the True Qi within her began to circulate again.
