Picking up the chopsticks, Lan Moke took out another pair of unused disposable chopsticks and placed them on the lunch box.
Chen Bin received a call, which was from the Arts Department.
After confirming the matters regarding the publicity for the Youth Singing Competition, he hung up the phone.
Seeing that Chen Bin continued to eat as if nothing was happening, Lan Moke took the initiative to ask.
"Chen Tai, you must be especially tired from working early mornings and late nights for the station, right? I've learned some massage techniques for a while. How about I give you a massage?"
"Sure, that would be great, thank you."
As soon as he spoke, Chen Bin stood up and sat on a round stool nearby to make the massage more convenient.
Lan Moke quickly stepped forward and gently placed her hands on Chen Bin's shoulders.
While massaging, she asked, "Is the pressure alright?"
"It's fine, this pressure is just right."
