บท 90: Chapter 89 A Truly Refreshing Massage

Li Ang still felt embarrassed to ask Sheila to do it, so he removed his pants himself.

Sheila saw the little dog pattern on the inside and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Then she extended her hands, white and delicate like jade, and touched the dog's head.

"Shall we let the little dog leave for a while?"

She said this with a laugh while grasping Li Ang's legs with both hands.

The contact between warm and cool made Li Ang shiver instantly.

Sheila's hands, set off by the red manicure, made her fingers look even more delicate and pale.

Because she regularly used high-quality skincare products, Li Ang could feel that her palms were even softer and smoother than his own, despite him being a seventeen-year-old youth.

Li Ang finally understood why even the most skilled massage therapists didn't enjoy massaging themselves, for the feeling of being massaged by oneself and by others was truly incomparable.