"Mm, much better," Zhang Nan said shyly with a nod, a trace of relief in her words.
Afterward, Wang Xiaoshuai proceeded to help Zhang Nan rid herself of the milk that was unfit for the baby to drink, using his own techniques.
This series of actions didn't affect Wang Xiaoshuai much, but Zhang Nan was left blushing and flustered. She and Yin Tengfei were both country folks, unused to any fancy routines - when the lights went out, they would get straight to the point.
Zhao Jingjing, being a woman and moreover a city-dweller, could naturally understand how Zhang Nan must be feeling at that moment.
Although this was for medical treatment, it was hard not to let one's thoughts wander.
Soon, Zhao Jingjing also began to feel a heat surging through her, as if the person Wang Xiaoshuai was massaging was not Zhang Nan, but herself.