At this point, even Wang Xinyi, no matter how dull, knows what's happening.
Wang Xinyi's body starts to become sensitive, a blush begins to spread over her, her neck is red, her ears are burning, and her face feels even hotter.
With Song Xiaodong's thumb pressing down, Wang Xinyi's waist arches up, unable to resist moving lightly.
"How about it?" Song Xiaodong still wears a harmless face full of concern.
"What is happening, it's just a massage, why am I having a physical reaction?" Wang Xinyi's face is flushed with embarrassment.
"Damn, why am I so unrestrained?" Wang Xinyi secretly reproaches herself.
"No, nothing, just feel really comfortable, my head doesn't hurt anymore. It really works..." Wang Xinyi's tone is somewhat hurried.
Wang Xinyi wants Song Xiaodong to stop immediately, yet she can't bear to lose this electrifying sensation on her skin.
