C339 Pretty Good

Slowly, Zhang Yuanyuan finally felt Lu Faan's hands moving on her feet. Immediately, her eyebrows creased as she unhappily said, "This massage of yours even went so far as to massage my toes. I twisted my ankle, not my toes. "Lu Faan, can you give me a professional massage?"

Lu Faan's face reddened a little as he said in a sneaky tone, "Soft tissue damage, on a large scale." So