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Mai Xiaomai sat tall behind him, stretching out her hands, and started to knead his shoulders.
She had a considerable understanding of the human body's meridians and acupoints, and her grip was strong, even more professional than a professional masseuse, causing Qiao Chutian to close his eyes in contentment.
It was likely because he hadn't slept well last night, or perhaps because he was just too tired.
No sooner had he closed his eyes than he fell asleep quickly.
Seeing him asleep, Mai Xiaomai stopped massaging, worried she might disturb him. She fetched a blanket from the room, covered him with it, then sat beside him to watch over him.
The more she watched, the more handsome she found him.
Only, his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he harbored some worries.
She couldn't help but reach out her finger and gently smoothed out his furrowed brows.
Qiao Chutian had no reaction and slept soundly.