Ning Xia moved from massaging his shoulders to his temples, gently kneading with increasing tenderness.
The room was dimly lit, with the scent of incense filling the air.
Ning Xia saw Bo Siyan's eyes grow dimmer and somewhat scattered, unable to resist, she curved her lips into a slight smirk.
After massaging for over ten minutes, the man's eyelids closed, and his breathing became even, while Ning Xia softly called out to him, "Bo Siyan? Bo Siyan... Are you asleep?"
After several calls without a response, it seemed that he had fallen asleep.
Ning Xia let out a big sigh of relief and couldn't help feeling smug, "Baby is indeed awesome!"
Just now, she had nearly hypnotized herself to sleep as well.
Rubbing her slightly sore hands, Ning Xia lay down beside Bo Siyan, cuddling up to him, and gazed at his peaceful sleeping face with gentle, watery eyes. She couldn't resist leaning over to kiss his lips.
"Good..."
