The numbness in her legs slowly disappeared, but Zhao Zhan continued to massage her seriously with his eyes lowered.
Yue Jiaojiao had stayed up the whole night, and now that she was being massaged, she couldn't sit still. Her upper body was leaning on one side, and her eyelids were so tired that she was only a blink away from falling asleep.
The woman's breathing was gradually becoming lighter, Zhao Zhan's grip on her gradually relaxed when her breathing became constant. He then got up and took off his outer robe. He held onto Yue Jiaojiao's shoulders and laid her down. He then carefully tucked her in before he went to the next room to wash up.
By the time he returned, the sun had already risen.
Madam Qin pushed the door open and found it locked from the inside. Just as she was hesitating whether to knock on the door or not, the door suddenly opened from the inside.