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"Be good, stop moving around."
Mu Jinyu soothed in a gentle voice and at the same time applied pressure with his hands, massaging several acupoints on Gu Xiyan's delicate feet.
As Mu Jinyu massaged, Gu Xiyan's initially squirming feet gradually relaxed in the palm of his hands.
Because it felt so comfortable, Gu Xiyan felt as if her feet, which had almost given out on her, were soaking in a hot spring under Mu Jinyu's massage, sweeping away all weariness.
"All done."
Soon after finishing the massage, Mu Jinyu made sure that Gu Xiyan's feet wouldn't blister or swell the next day, and then let them go.
"Ah?"
Just as Gu Xiyan was enjoying the feeling, Mu Jinyu stopped, and she looked at him somewhat dazedly.
Then, coming back to her senses, a flush of red crept up her face. She quickly retracted her feet and put on her shoes.