Ming Lingyi was a little resistant at first, but when Li Yun's hands actually landed on her shoulders, she was like a sunbathing cat getting its belly rubbed—so comfortable she wanted to hum out loud.
It felt incredible.
Li Yun's hands were strong, yet he knew just the right amount of pressure to use so as not to cause discomfort. Ming Lingyi was still a little wary at first, but as he worked, she couldn't help but lean against the rim of the tub as she had before, closing her eyes.
Every now and then, however, Ming Lingyi would still let out an involuntary response.
When Li Yun heard these "responses," he wasn't sure if they were a good thing or a bad thing.
Initially, when Li Yun heard Ming Lingyi say she was tired, he had genuinely wanted to help ease her fatigue.
When had Ming Lingyi ever done this much manual labor? Now, running this small restaurant, she surely wasn't accustomed to it, even with plenty of staff.
