After Alice Ethel walked out of the room, Tony took off his coat and laid down on the bed. She came in again, looking at Tony. "Master, let me give you a massage. You will sleep better."
"No, thanks. I..."
"I am good at massage, you don't have to worry about it." She didn’t give him time to refuse. Alice walked right over, knelt on the bed and began to massage Tony's head. He tried to stop her, but she was determined. "Don't move, just relax and enjoy it." The air suddenly became quiet. Alice concentrated on massaging Tony, while he closed his eyes.
"Alice, why are you so good to me?" After a while, Tony’s slightly sighing voice came from the air, and there was a bit of helplessness and powerlessness.
When Alice heard Tony, she stopped massaging for about five seconds, Alice continued
