He looked away and gave a light cough, "Xiao Nan, lie down."
Jiang Xiaonan grabbed a pillow and lay on her stomach. After a while, those calloused hands covered her waist, and warmth spread from his palms.
Her entire waist area felt warm and cozy. With him present, the pain in her waist seemed to lessen day by day.
Gu Moyang's hand remained on her waist. To him, Jiang Xiaonan was really too delicate.
Sometimes, he felt that with just a bit more strength, he could snap her waist.
Gu Moyang realized he really was a beast—before, he had never considered himself capable of such beastly thoughts.
Even though he was fully aware of her back pain, aware that her body was weak, aware that she still harbored fear towards him in her heart,
he still couldn't control himself, feeling increasingly hot underneath her.
After probably about ten minutes of massage, Gu Moyang felt it was sufficient.
"It's okay now, Xiao Nan. Go to sleep."
