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... iently closed her eyes.
Mo Xiuchen hung the towel and returned to the dressing table, placing his large palm on her head. His fingers skillfully found the acupressure points on her head, massaging with gentle and moderate pressure.
“Ranran, does it feel good?”
A layer of tender affection surfaced between his brows as a doting smile filled his deep eyes.
Wen Ran’s lips curved into a smile, “It feels very comfortable, Mo Xiuchen. You massaging me every day will spoi ...
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