Shang Yanting finished applying the ointment on her two thighs.
"There's no need for my butt."
Jia Xitong covered her sensitive area at this moment, "I feel it's better if I apply here myself."
She nodded seriously as she spoke.
Fitting what she said.
"It's also good to do it yourself."
Shang Yanting took away the empty ointment box and fetched a new one, "Turn over, for the back."
He was such a gentleman.
Jia Xitong turned over like a salted fish, then covered her lower body with a blanket, lay on the pillow, exposing her back.
Her back was snow-white.
A distinct waistline, beautiful shoulder blades, rounded, pink-tinted shoulders...
Shang Yanting's eyes skimmed over her back and then stopped on the ointment in his hand.
Was the ointment or her skin whiter?
His fingers touched the ointment and gently applied it to her back.
The action on her back was very light.
His fingers brushed over her sensitive spot, causing Jia Xitong to shiver slightly without control.
