Seeing this, Gu Wan'an took the initiative to curry favor. "You must be tired after working all day. Let me help you relax."
As she spoke, she placed the puppy on the ground and reached out to the man's shoulder.
Gong Mingye narrowed his eyes and glanced at her hand.
Gu Wan'an smiled awkwardly and quickly put down her paw. "I'll go wash my hands and disinfect them first."
Two minutes later, she returned.
Her hands climbed onto the man's shoulders, rubbing and pinching, hitting and pounding, doing her best.
The faint fragrance of oranges wafted into his nose.
Her hair also swept across his neck restlessly, gently, and again, as if she was deliberately teasing him.
Gong Mingye felt itchy all over.
His eyes darkened, and his Adam's apple bobbed." Alright."
Gu Wan'an glanced at him tentatively, only to see, his eyes narrowed and his face darkened.
It looked like he was not very satisfied with her service.