Jiang Yutang lowered his eyebrows and walked over, the servant immediately knelt down and stepped aside. He didn"t even look at the person on the ground, he just sat down in the same position, and put his fingers on her lap naturally.
"Soft legs?" The fingers were placed on her thighs, kneading gently and slowly.
Shen Qingyun wrinkled his brows subconsciously when he saw him make a move.
But his palms were hot, and his fingers were strong and dexterous, and he felt very comfortable after rubbing them on her legs for a moment. The frowning brows eased, and there was no opening to stop him.
"Why didn"t you tell me that your legs are weak?" Jiang Yutang moved his fingers to her knees again, and dexterously twirled them slightly, with concern in his tone: "Next time if you feel more uncomf
