He knows that no matter how much he resents her in his heart, once she starts to act cute, he inevitably becomes powerless to resist.
"Don't go, okay..." Su Jia lightly shook his hand, speaking softly, "Just massage me instead."
"In your dreams." Lu Yanhe glared at her coldly, his tone icy and stiff.
However, after saying that, he still placed his hand on her smooth ankle and gently pressed.
A tingling sensation came rushing over, and Su Jia took a few comfortable breaths, looking at him with seductive eyes.
Lu Yanhe unintentionally met her gaze, and upon seeing her alluring expression, he instinctively turned his head away.
He had no self-control when it came to her and was genuinely afraid of losing control.
Seeing him avoid her gaze, Su Jia discontentedly muttered, "Why are you hiding? I'm not going to eat you."
Lu Yanhe remained silent but continued with his actions.
After a long time, until the injured area gradually reduced its swelling, he finally withdrew his hand.
