Early next morning, Yutong clutched her backside and hastily scrambled up.
With a coy complaint, she said, "I'm never giving you a massage again next time, in the end, I'm the one who gets hurt."
She rose to stand but hadn't expected her legs to be weak, almost collapsing onto the bed.
Li Yu quickly reached out to catch her.
But Yutong, like a startled little rabbit, hurriedly avoided him, swiftly dressed, and left.
Before closing the door, she shot Li Yu a meaningful glare.
Her hair was disheveled, cheeks flushed, and the tearing pain from her lower body reminded her of last night's absurdity.
With her head down, she hurried away, fearing others might notice her abnormality.
......
Inside the room, Li Yu lay lazily on the bed.
He hadn't slept all night yesterday.
Now finally he felt a bit fatigued and dozed off in a daze.
By the time he woke up, it was already noon.
After getting up, he took a shower and went to the canteen to eat.
