Very Serious Massage

Era of Order, Year 1138.

"Quiet, I'm afraid Mida and the others will hear us." Xia Lun patted Aina and gently reminded her.

"Xia Lun, do you think the magic barrier I set up is just for show?"

"Of course not." Xia Lun rubbed his chin. "I just think your enduring expression is quite nice."

Aina: "Then should I not set up the soundproofing array next time?"

Xia Lun said in disbelief, "What if Mida hears us?"

Aina: "If she hears, she hears... I would be so ashamed I'd want to find a hole to hide in. Would that excite you, Xia Lun?"

Xia Lun opened his mouth: "Aina, whatever you want to do with me in private, I can cooperate with you... but we can't affect other people..."

"I'm joking, of course, Xia Lun! Do you really think I would do something so shameless?" Aina gave a soft hmph.

So she was just joking.

Xia Lun breathed a sigh of relief; he was genuinely worried that his wife had fallen to such a level.

"I feel like you're thinking about something very rude, Xia Lun."

"No, I'm not."

"Look into my eyes." Aina grabbed Xia Lun's head with her hands, her scarlet pupils captivating and soul-stirring. "Your eyes tell me you are."

Xia Lun shook his head: "Stop talking nonsense, Aina. In my eyes, I can see nothing but you."

Aina feigned anger: "Are you saying that all you see in your eyes is my body, Xia Lun?"

"I didn't say that, Aina." Xia Lun shrugged, looking wronged.

"But that's what you meant."

"This is blatant slander." Xia Lun emphasized his words.

"Hmph, I don't need your reminder." Aina turned her head and tossed her long hair.

"Don't get dressed, we still have to continue later." Xia Lun knew the battle was not over; this was just the halftime break.

"What terrifying desire... The former hero has now been transformed by me into a servant addicted to lust... What an exciting thing." Aina spoke in a tone quite fitting for an evil demon king in a play.

"I see you've rested enough." Xia Lun narrowed his eyes, his gaze carefully sizing Aina up.

"I see you want to be tied up." Aina narrowed her eyes, magic power gathering and ready to strike at Xia Lun.

"Tsk." Xia Lun clicked his tongue. The hero had encountered an obstacle in his crusade against the demon king.

"Lie down obediently and wait for me to rest up." Aina gave a gentle push, and Xia Lun fell back onto the bed. "Do you want me to give you a massage?"

"Oh?" Xia Lun raised an eyebrow. "How?"

"A perfectly normal massage, of course!" Aina stepped on the side of Xia Lun's chest, using her toes to hook him like dribbling a ball, flipping him over on the bed.

Magic power gathered in Aina's hands. Following the contours of Xia Lun's body, she began to smooth out the meridians and aura within him.

"Phew—"

Xia Lun couldn't help but let out a sound similar to Aina's.

A hint of smugness appeared on Aina's face.

"How is it, Xia Lun?"

"It's great..."

Aina sat on Xia Lun's waist, her hands constantly pushing and kneading his back. Soon, a fine layer of sweat seeped out across Xia Lun's back.

"Ow, ow, ow!"

Aina didn't hold back her strength at all; Xia Lun felt as if he had been run over by a carriage wheel.

Aina: "Keep your voice down, don't let Mida hear."

"Hiss—Is your soundproofing array just for show?"

Aina leaned down close to Xia Lun's ear: "After that last round, I actually secretly removed it. Liyana and the others probably heard the noises you just made."

Xia Lun: ...

"Hahaha! Look at your expression! It's too funny, Xia Lun... I was joking, of course. After all, we still have to continue later, so how could I possibly remove the array?"

Aina finally experienced the unparalleled sense of conquest that Xia Lun felt when he played pranks on her.

"Aina... let me catch my breath..." Xia Lun propped himself up on the bed, trying to get up.

"Don't be polite, Xia Lun, this is good for your body... When you first woke up, didn't you feel that your body was very light and refreshed? Because while you were in deep sleep, I often gave you nursing care like this."

Following the muscle lines on Xia Lun's back, Aina's slender fingertips gently kneaded them.

Her technique was quite skillful; clearly, she couldn't have achieved this without day after day of practice.

Xia Lun quietly lay back down: "Thank you for your hard work."

Aina... with her status and position, she actually did such things for him personally.

"It's nothing. After all, you are my husband; we should give to and support each other." Aina pressed against Xia Lun's back. "Do you remember the past? It was always you accommodating me, giving in to me. Even with my temper back then, you were willing to love me with all your heart. Now, doing this for you is nothing at all."

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