When he finally let it all out, Xia Xiaonuan mumbled softly, "My bath was wasted, I’m covered in sweat..."

"No problem... I’ll help you..." the man said, flipping off the bed and scooping her up, heading towards the bathroom.

Her body soaked in the warm bathtub.

The man gently wiped her skin with a towel bit by bit.

Xia Xiaonuan closed her eyes contentedly, staying still, just enjoying his care.

"My arms are so sore..." she murmured with a frown.

The man immediately grasped her arm, starting to massage it from top to bottom.

"And this one too!" Xia Xiaonuan lifted her other hand.

Water droplets clung to the man’s handsome face as he watched her, eyes closed, clearly enjoying herself, with a slight lift to his sensuous lips.

Good-naturedly, he took hold of her other hand, bending his body, and continued to massage from top to bottom.

The man’s pressure was just right, making Xia Xiaonuan feel incredibly relieved.

Almost better than a professional blind massage.

Especially since the body was still soaked in water.

Xia Xiaonuan’s lips curled up, "And my neck, I just twisted it for so long..."

The man stood up, positioned behind her, and massaged her neck for a while.

"Where else is sore?" he asked wickedly by her ear.

Xia Xiaonuan opened her eyes, observing his clear, intense eyebrows and handsome contour, and giggled shyly.

"It’s fine... not sore anymore." Seeing his intense gaze gave her a feeling of teasing malice.

Nangong Yaoling, however, let a hand slide from behind along her shoulder.

"Just now here seemed tired too... not sore?" He placed his hand in front of her chest, voice low and husky.

Xia Xiaonuan blushed, grabbing his hand, "Not sore, not sore here at all!"

"Oh..." He nodded, standing up and moving to the side of the bathtub.

He took her foot from the water, "Is here sore?" He ambiguously asked, intent on her delicate foot.

As he spoke, his breath nearly touched her sole, making her itch uncomfortably.

"No... not sore..." Xia Xiaonuan widened her eyes, trying to pull back her foot.

But the man lowered his head and began to gently kiss her toes.

Xia Xiaonuan’s toes curled, her long eyelashes fluttering as she looked at him in disbelief.

"Nangong Yaoling... you... not there... mm..."

His kisses tickled her, causing her whole body to tremble.

The man continued kissing her toes as if holding a precious treasure, covering them in a patchwork of tender kisses.

Xia Xiaonuan’s brow furrowed, his hot breath tickling her sole, the sensation making her emit a soft hum.

"No... don’t..." she tried to pull her foot back forcefully, but the man’s grip on her calf was unyielding.

Since Xia Xiaonuan had learned ballet from a young age, there was still a thick callus on her big toe.

However, this didn’t affect her beauty; her delicate, sexy ankle seemed like a masterpiece crafted by the divine.

A large hand caressed her curled toes.

"Your feet are beautiful, I really like them..." he murmured between kisses, his deep gaze locked on hers, lips curling as if he were a devil.

Xia Xiaonuan held the bathtub tightly with one hand, feeling as if she could slip into the water at any moment.

The man’s soft, burning tongue found her skin, his long fingers gliding over her gently.