The result of saying that sentence was getting more vicious bullying from Xie Qingci.
Almost breaking the promise, Yu Xia panted and kicked her legs.
"Keep massaging~"
Xie Qingci's breath was almost scorching her. After calming himself for a moment, he obediently continued massaging.
"Do your soles hurt?" His voice was so hoarse it was unrecognizable.
"It hurts," she imitated a pitiful tone, "It hurts so much, it's aching and painful, it's killing me."
Xie Qingci chuckled softly, seemingly enjoying her act.
"How do you want me to do it?"
She traced circles on his chest with her fingers, scratching, and then whispered: "You can't leave until you've massaged me comfortably."
"Just that?"
Her nail pressed straight down into his skin: "Seems like you're eager for me to make demands, massage away."
A slightly rough palm slid to her ankle, pinching gently.
