Huo Yao walked up the stairs and said, "Brother Yulin, go back to your room. I will go and get my needles."
Huo Yulin nodded. "Okay."
Before long, Huo Yao came to his room with the box of needles.
She opened the box and said, "Can you lie at the foot of the bed? It would help make it easier for me to apply the needles."
Huo Yulin did as she instructed and lay down in bed to look at the ceiling. Even though he was exhausted, it was impossible for him to sleep when he closed his eyes.
Huo Yao noticed the incense ash in the burner next to the coffee table when she took out the silver needles.
Huo Yao didn't say anything and turned around to walk up to the bedside. Her thin hands landed on Huo Yulin's temples and massaged the spots.
Huo Yulin closed his eyes as she rubbed his temples steadily. He quickly felt relaxed and comfortable.
Despite his little sister's young age, she was particularly deft at massaging.
