Jiang Ye had slept and fully recharged, the previous redness in his eyes had vanished.
It was undeniable, his recovery abilities were truly beyond that of an ordinary person.
Seeing his wife still lying in bed, he approached her,
"Still want to sleep?"
"Mm, couldn't sleep last night."
Jiang Ye raised an eyebrow and started to take matters into his own hands.
Lu Jing got quite a shock,
"Stop, what are you doing?"
What if someone sees us?
Wouldn't that be social suicide?
This guy really doesn't consider the situation or location.
Jiang Ye couldn't help but chuckle,
"What are you thinking about? I'm just helping you relax."
It wasn't like Lu Jing wanted to do anything, and the man had no such plans either.
Public live show, really?
Better not, we're all normal people here, nobody's into that.
With that, Lu Jing stopped resisting, and he resumed the massage.
Seriously, with each push and press, it felt like her bones were getting lighter.
Knock, knock, knock...
