A quiet sound escaped Guiying despite himself, some of the ache in his calves finally easing under the pressure. "That actually helps a lot."
"Good." Liuxian worked his way up toward his calf next, kneading gently at the muscle there. "Tell me if anything hurts more than the rest."
"Here." Guiying pointed toward a spot just below his knee. "Lan Qiuyue had me holding a turn pose for what felt like an hour."
Liuxian focused there, pressing firm circles until Guiying's shoulders dropped, tension bleeding out of him with every pass.
Watching him work through his own hands, something soft settled over Liuxian's expression, the kind of affection he rarely lets show so plainly. Without warning, he lifted Guiying's foot and pressed a kiss to the top of it.
"Don't kiss my feet." Guiying pulled back slightly, cheeks warming. "They're dirty."
