It wasn't until today when Zhou Yurong had been bullied by Chen Haodong that the issue finally came to light.
This was actually a good thing.
After all, Zhou Yurong hadn't really been hurt, and Lin Tian now understood why this problem had arisen, and with that knowledge, he could make some targeted preparations for the future.
Zhou Yurong nestled into Lin Tian's arms and coquettishly said, "Lin Tian, my body hurts so much, can you rub it for me?"
"Hurts?" Lin Tian was confused.
"Chen Haodong just attacked me and hurt me," Zhou Yurong said.
"That damn kid, I'll make him pay," Lin Tian stated firmly.
Then Lin Tian began to knead Zhou Yurong's body.
Lin Tian did not use the Eighteen Hands of Intimacy, a technique known to arouse a woman's desires, but under the stroking and kneading of his salacious hands, Zhou Yurong soon blushed, gasping for breath, and cast sultry, silken glances at Lin Tian.
Seeing this stirred Lin Tian deeply, saliva nearly dripping from his mouth.
