Nangong Yaoling listens to the servants' conversation in the corner and opens one eye.
"They said you're very reluctant?" He looks up and glances at Xia Xiaonuan.
"Haha... How could I be? Serving you is my honor~" Xia Xiaonuan says with a forced smile.
Her hands are sore from squeezing; why does this man feel like a block of wood without any sensation!
"I am really pleased that you think this way. Hopefully, you'll be just as agreeable tonight!" Nangong Yaoling says mischievously.
"Sitting in the chair every day makes my back stiff."
Xia Xiaonuan: "..."
She quickly begins to massage his back.
"Legs are very sore too..."
Xia Xiaonuan promptly rises, kneels on the ground like a maid, and massages his legs.
"And my feet, they're also very sore."
Xia Xiaonuan looks at Nangong Yaoling's expression and clenches her fists in anger.
Although she accepted Nangong's condition to do as he says, he has never made her serve him like this.
