"Where don't you feel comfortable?" Yan Ye asked softly after leading Lian Xinying back to the bedroom.
Yan Ye believed Lian Xinying wouldn't use physical discomfort as an excuse.
"Stuffy chest?" Lian Xinying didn't say it straightforwardly, but in a questioning tone.
This meant Lian Xinying wasn't sure if she really felt discomfort in her chest.
"Lie down, let me give you a massage." Yan Ye's tone was sincere, and his expression even more so.
Lian Xinying glanced at his large hands and felt uneasy.
If she let him massage her, she might feel something.
Lian Xinying didn't want to feel anything, because her period was late and she was worried.
"Can you massage my back instead?" Lian Xinying suddenly flipped over, presenting her back to Yan Ye.
Yan Ye was a bit stunned looking at her back.
Was she asking him to give her a massage?
Yan Ye had never given anyone a massage before.
But since Lian Xinying requested it, he had to try.
