The sarcasm in her words and term of address made Long Yang's eyelid twitch, and he grasped her chin. "Don't get sarcastic with me."
Lu Liangwei blinked mischievously and slapped his hand away. "Sarcastic? No way! I was clearly complimenting you for being in the prime of your manhood."
"Really?" Long Yang narrowed his eyes incredulously.
"You bet." Nodding, Lu Liangwei lay down beside him and rested her legs brazenly on his body. "Just look at my frail body and you'll know if I was telling the truth."
Instinctively, Long Yang reached out and started massaging her.
The corners of Lu Liangwei's mouth turned up.
When it came to bickering, she was no match for Long Yang, but so what? In the end, he still had to give her a massage obediently.
Lu Liangwei cackled inwardly as she indulged in his service.
"This spot hurts… No no no, here."
