Su Qinglan decided the show was absolutely not over.
If anything, she felt it was barely getting started.
With a delicate sigh, she arranged her expression into the perfect mix of pitiful beauty and subtle villainess charm. Then she turned those eyes...those big, innocent, lying eyes toward Han Jue, whose face was still red enough to roast meat on.
"Han Jue..." she murmured shyly, voice soft as a feather. "My whole body hurts... how am I supposed to apply the paste like this?"
To add some artistic credibility, she shifted just a little.
Hss—!
A sharp hiss of pain escaped her.
And that part wasn’t acting. Her hips did, in fact, send an entire complaint letter to the heavens.
Han Jue’s brain, already fragile, immediately collapsed into panic mode. The cold aura he was known for evaporated like steam in fire.
"Lan Lan, don’t move!" he blurted, stepping closer so fast his hair nearly blew back. "It hurts...you shouldn’t move. Don’t move."
He reached out instinctively, steadying her like she was made of glass.
"I... I will help."
The words left his mouth.
And then he went still.
Because he realized what he had just offered.
Su Qinglan lit up instantly. "Really? Okay! Then help me."
Too late for regrets.
She turned around, presenting her bare back to him with all the shameless elegance of a seasoned flirt. Her messy hair fell forward, revealing smooth shoulders and a collection of red marks.
Han Jue could only stare.
Then gulp.
Then stare again.
Steeling himself, he dipped his finger into the paste and touched her back.
Su Qinglan let out a relieved, dramatic sigh. "Ahhh~ so good..."
Then she added a small, purposeful hiss just to watch him jump.
It worked beautifully.
Han Jue froze, eyes wide. "Lan Lan, I...I’ll be gentle."
You are already gentle, she thought gleefully. If you go any gentler, you’ll be applying this paste through spiritual transmission. Calm down, Bluetooth Jue.
His movements became so feather-light she wasn’t sure he was even touching her anymore. The man was practically floating above her back, barely grazing her skin. He even blew softly on the paste to cool it further.
That one almost made her tremble.


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