Luyun hurriedly forced a smile, ran behind Ye Qingcheng, and began massaging her shoulders, though inwardly he sneered: I wasn't wrong anyway. You're definitely the most repressed and passionate of all, you just like to put on airs.
Of course, he wouldn't dare say this aloud, or he wouldn't keep his head.
Luyun showered her with attention, massaging her shoulders and legs until Ye Qingcheng's expression finally softened a little.
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