"Miss. Song, can you please stay still?" The masseuse was on the verge of tears. "Your movements will disturb the massage and you won't have a pleasant experience."
Jia was lying on a soft bed on her abdomen, naked till her waist where an expert masseuse was supposed to give her a nice, relaxing spa and massage after the hot spring bath and enjoy her birthday.
The problem was the hot spring bath because she would remember over and over again and be in disbelief over and over again that she and Mingshen actually kissed.
The problem wasn't that Mingshen kissed her but the fact that Jia actually responded to the kiss. By herself. On her own accord.
That plunged Jia straight into a never-ending cycle of shock, doubt, skepticism, astonishment, suspicion, mistrust, disregard and every other synonym of disbelief there existed in the world.
This is not real…That wasn't me who kissed him back!!