Actually, the force Su Li used was really too light for Wei Chengfeng, but what he enjoyed was not how she massaged, but the process and the thought behind it.
Su Li's temperament was not unfamiliar to Wei Chengfeng; when she was in a mild mood, she was like a cat, but when her temper flared, she became a hedgehog. You never knew when you might be pricked all over, so who could have imagined she would humbly and considerately do such a thing for him?
Though Su Li claimed to be massaging blindly, she truly was. After pressing a few times on his shoulders, she moved downwards to his back.
Wei Chengfeng, a man who exercised throughout the years, had an impeccable physique which Su Li had thoroughly seen before; yet, when she felt it beneath her hands, she couldn't help but admire it—how could his body be so perfect?
At first, she kneaded and squeezed, but then she started to randomly stroke his back.
