"Hey! Jiang Lin, my legs are sore. Come massage them for me."
In the courtyard of Twin Pearl Peak, Mo Ye stretched out her long, slender legs, evenly proportioned and without a trace of excess flesh.
"Sure, no problem."
Although he was deeply helpless, Jiang Lin still sat down beside Mo Ye.
Mo Ye placed her legs across Jiang Lin's thighs, leaving him no choice but to massage them for her.
Seeing Jiang Lin's expression, Mo Ye's cheeks flushed faintly as the corners of her lips curled up. Then she bent her little foot and lightly kicked Jiang Lin with her tender white sole. "Don't massage my legs. My shoulders are sore. Massage my shoulders instead."
"Sure, no problem."
Jiang Lin walked around to stand behind Mo Ye. She leaned back against him, while Jiang Lin placed both hands on her delicate shoulders and seriously massaged them.
"A little harder."
"Okay."
"Ow."
"Then I'll be gentler."
"No, it's too light."
"..."
"Mo Ye! Are you ever going to be done?"
Nearby, Xiao Xueli had watched Jiang Lin being ordered around by Mo Ye again and again until she could no longer stand it. Her chest heaved violently with anger as she drew her sword, ready to fight Mo Ye to the death.
"It's fine, it's fine, Xueli. Don't be rash."
Jiang Lin hurriedly hugged Xueli.
Xiao Xueli struggled nonstop in Jiang Lin's arms. "Little Lin, let go of me! Isn't it just Dragon Tears? Once I beat her to tears, we can have as much as we want!"
"That's right." Jiang Yuni narrowed her eyes with a smile. "Niannian, you're being too much. Little Lin isn't your servant."
"Niannian—no, Mo Ye, don't go too far." Lin Qingwan also spoke with a smile, her expression so gentle and kind.
Even Tian