Nalan Jing walked to the bedside and sat down, reaching out to gently knead her fragrant shoulder, "Wife, you've worked hard, let me give you a shoulder massage."
The warm hands settled down, the pressure was just right, very comfortable.
"Hmm, there's a reward if you do it well." Mu Qianyue said with a smile, lying on the pillow and unknowingly falling into a deep sleep.
She slept very soundly through the night until dawn.
Looking at her weary and tired face, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes. Finally, he planted a gentle kiss on her forehead, then closed his eyes and entered dreams together.
In the morning, Mu Qianyue opened her eyes, still lying in that warm and familiar embrace. Looking up to meet his gentle eyes, she couldn't help but smile softly.
"You were very well-behaved last night." It was somewhat unbelievable.
"Wife, you said you'd give a reward last night." Nalan Jing's fiery gaze fell on her, a strange smile on his face.
