Follow My Moves!

Ryan laid on the bed and Christa lifted his shirt. As the needle stabbed into his back, warmth immediately spread throughout his body.

Comfortable, nice and warm, as if he was basking in the morning sun.

At the same time, Christa also massaged Ryan's back.

"Ahhh it's nice, try going down a little. There it is! It's nice… "Ryan closed his eyes, enjoying the good sensation. Thanks to his sister's care, he was finally able to relax after all the mess that happened to him.

"Alright, that's enough for today." Christa immediately pulled out the needles.

"Are you done?" Ryan replied. Without realizing it, an hour had passed.

Christa chuckled, "Brother, weren't you hungry earlier? Let's have breakfast now. "

"Breakfast? Come on!" Ryan immediately jumped up and put on his shirt. His stomach really couldn't stand it anymore.