"Give you a massage? I don't even know how!"
Shi Yang instinctively wanted to retort upon hearing Li Jing's request.
But as soon as the words left her mouth, she found herself in a dilemma, secretly pondering that she really didn't have any other bargaining chips to satisfy him.
Frowning deeply, she struggled for a while, her facial expressions constantly changing. Finally, she had no choice but to sigh helplessly and compromise:
"Alright, I'll give you a massage, but let's be clear, if it's not good, you can't blame me."
Li Jing nonchalantly shrugged and said:
"If it's not good, just keep massaging. Either way, you have to make sure I'm comfortable."
Looking at Li Jing's shameless expression, Shi Yang felt a surge of frustration rise within her.
She shot Li Jing a fierce glare, as if saying "Don't push your luck."
But with her friends present, she couldn't lose her temper and could only swallow her anger, repeatedly telling herself "Stay calm, stay calm."
