"It's... it's okay," Zhao Xiaohua said with a blushed face, looking down, timidly speaking.
Upon hearing this, I couldn't help but be startled.
Even an idiot could see that Dazhuang was deliberately taking advantage of her, yet this girl actually said it's okay?
Next, Dazhuang acted more professionally, starting to massage her at some insignificant areas, and gradually Zhao Xiaohua relaxed, slowly closing her eyes.
In fact, I could tell from the sound of her voice just now that she had no serious issues, just a cold.
Sitting in the office for a long time, it's inevitable to feel some discomfort in the waist, but these are trivial matters.
Who would have known that Dazhuang's next words would take me by surprise.
"Sister, the problem with your waist is not minor, and you have a cold now, which has caused too much internal heat to accumulate. If it's not expelled soon, it will become a serious issue," Dazhuang earnestly said as he continued massaging.