Chapter 611

After doing all that, she came up from the basement, still feeling somewhat unsettled.

She really wanted to open the photo album and see what was captured.

But she feared Qin Fuhai might come back suddenly.

This villa made her feel anxious.

After calming down, she sent a message to Wang Dahai: "Done."

Wang Dahai was giving Wang Meihua a massage at the moment, his phone wedged on the table.

"Little brother, you're quite skilled with your hands."

Wang Meihua was surprised; she had thought Wang Dahai was just fumbling around carelessly, but his technique turned out to be very good.

Whether it was the strength or the location of the kneading, everything was just right, making her quite enjoy it.

And sometimes, when massaging some sensitive spots, she could feel that Wang Dahai deliberately increased his pressure, stimulating her fluttering heart.

"I've learned massage," Wang Dahai said.

"Then how many women have you massaged?"

"Just Mrs. Wang."