After the kiss ended, Shen Fangli had originally wanted to say something else.
But then she felt she really couldn't argue against Yan Xianjue's crooked logic.
So she obediently shut her mouth and nestled in Yan Xianjue's arms for a while.
Then, without any courtesy, she grabbed Yan Xianjue's hand and ordered viciously, "Keep massaging."
Yan Xianjue raised an eyebrow. The little girl's temper had certainly been growing lately.
As he patiently kneaded her, he asked, "How does it feel?"
Shen Fangli had only been joking. How could she expect a pampered young master to know how to do this?
But after carefully feeling it out, she was surprised to find that he actually seemed quite professional.
"You learned this?" Shen Fangli asked in surprise.
The moment she said it, she herself found it impossible. What young master would learn something like this?
With how fiercely protective his family was, wouldn't they skin whoever taught him alive?
To her surprise, Yan Xianjue actually gave her an affirmative answer.
"Yeah."
"Goldie loved snacks. When I was little, I didn't know any better, so I fed her a lot of them."
"Later, her doctor taught me some massage techniques to aid digestion."
After saying that, Yan Xianjue even shook his head theatrically. "Who knew she'd have a daughter who was an even bigger glutton than she'd been? Over the years, I got plenty of practice."
Shen Fangli: "???"
As long as she had even a milliliter of brains left, she wouldn't suspect that this Goldie was a person.
So, "Goldie is...?"
Seeing that she had accurately caught the key point, Yan Xianjue laughed. "Ah, haven't I mentioned her?"
"Goldie is the horse I raised from childhood. Her daughter is called Treasure."
"Another day, I'll take you to see them at my family's