Massage, Confession!

Jiang Lan suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his heart and focused on treating Yu Hairou.

With his left hand, Jiang Lan lifted Yu Hairou's jade-like foot. It was delicate and petite, white as jade, while the tender flesh of her sole was flushed red and felt exceptionally soft.

There was no unpleasant smell, either—rather, it carried a faint, pleasant fragrance.

It was practically food-grade.

Seeing Jiang Lan lift her foot, Yu Hairou's heart pounded wildly as her hands instinctively clutched the bedsheets beneath her.

The warmth of his palm scorched the sensitive skin around her ankle, sending an electric numbness through her body and making her go weak all over.

Jiang Lan steadied himself and gently pressed the swollen, reddened skin on Yu Hairou's heel with the pad of his thumb.

"Ah~" Yu Hairou's body trembled lightly, and she let out a very soft cry.

"Does it hurt a lot?" Jiang Lan looked up and asked.

"It stings a little." Yu Hairou nodded, her face flushed.

It stung a little, but it was also slightly numb and itchy, leaving her tingling all over.

"I'll treat you right away, Hai Rou." Jiang Lan nodded and eased the strength in his hand further. His warm palm rested against the swollen skin as he gently kneaded it. Water-element energy circulated through his palm, seeping into her skin along with his motions and healing the damage to her skin and muscles.

An incomparably soothing coolness slowly spread from her heel. The burning pain gradually faded, replaced by a sensation as comfortable as floating among the clouds.

Yu Hairou lightly bit her cherry lips, refusing to make any embarrassing sounds.

"All right, it's nothing serious now." Jiang Lan withdrew his hand. The swelling and redness on her heel had already subsided.

Yet Yu Hairou showed