Yi An looked at her with a strange gaze, and she felt that Xing Xing was different from what she had heard about her in the past. 'Why isn't she awkward or embarrassed to talk about such things?'
"Haha." Xing Xing laughed softly. "Aunt Yi, I'm no longer the innocent girl I was in the past. The older I get, the more I understand many things, and my views on life have opened up more after we married."
"Are you a psychic?" Xing Xing responded to Yi An's question with a smile, which made her even more embarrassed. "I don't know what happened to me because I am a conservative woman, and I have always been loyal to my husband. However, I feel comfortable and safe whenever your husband is by my side. I asked him for a massage to help me understand my strange feelings, as I have been thinking about him since they appeared. Our first massage session convinced me that they were coming from him, so I asked him to massage me for the past few days."
