After hearing Wang Dadong's words, Hu Yue felt a touch of emotion. Although the man didn't look like much, he seemed pretty decent and responsible.
But the moment she thought of Lin Shir, Hu Yue's headache intensified.
That little girl was simply a little demon in a chaotic world.
Many things that boys dared not do, she dared to.
"Teacher Hu Yue, I know some massage techniques that can alleviate your pain, would you like to try?" Wang Dadong saw that Hu Yue's brow was furrowed with pain and spoke up.
"Teacher Hu Yue, don't misunderstand; I only need to tap on your back," Wang Dadong added, as if afraid that Hu Yue would misunderstand.
"Really, just the back?" Hu Yue said with disbelief.
How is the back related to waist pain?
Wang Dadong shook his head, didn't wait for Hu Yue to respond, sat down, and then placed his hands on Hu Yue's back.
As his palms pressed lightly, a warm current flowed from his palm into Hu Yue's body.