Han Xi sat quietly on the sofa next to him. Indeed, men are at their most handsome when they work. Lu Jinghan was conversing fluently in English with someone on the computer screen, occasionally turning his head to glance at Han Xi.
After almost half an hour, the meeting finally ended. Lu Jinghan closed the laptop, raised his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose, and then stood up from the chair.
"Are you tired? Let me massage your shoulders."
Han Xi walked over and pressed Lu Jinghan back into the chair, placing her hands on his shoulders, applying a moderate amount of pressure as she massaged, "Does this feel a bit better?"
"Thank you, wife." Lu Jinghan leaned back in the chair with his eyes closed, a handsome curve forming on his lips.
After massaging Lu Jinghan for a while, they went downstairs together for dinner.
