บท 971: In the Hot Spring... (3)

His beauty was simply breathtaking.

It would be a crime not to say yes!

With no other choice, Feng Wu sat down by the pool behind him, picked up a towel, and began to scrub his back.

She wasn't exactly gentle, but she made sure that she avoided all his wounds.

At an angle that Feng Wu couldn't see, the teenager was smiling wholeheartedly. His eyes twinkled.

"Satisfied?" Feng Wu stopped after a few perfunctory moves and asked.

The smile vanished from the teenager's face, and he said in a disgruntled voice, "But my maids would give me a massage."

Feng Wu took a deep breath. "Jun Linyuan, are you ever going to stop? Why do you have so many requests?!"

She slapped the water with the towel in frustration.

She could sense the teenager's back stiffen, and a hush fell over the room…

Feng Wu wanted to smack herself on the head.

She had taken it out on Jun Linyuan.