C68 You Envy?

Yao Xinyu did not know what was driving her to go around behind him to massage his head.

After pressing for a while, Mo Lintian's hand stopped her hand and he put it down, "Alright!"

He swiveled the chair to one side and scooped up Yao Xinyu, making her sit on his lap and placing her head on her neck. "Smells good!"

Yao Xinyu was not used to his sudden action. She struggled to get up