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Zhou Peiwei was shaken, her little heart had practically jumped to her throat from the scare. Now seeing Shen Yuan deliberately trying to mess with her, she stood up and started pounding his chest.
"You scumbag! You scumbag!"
"That's for scaring me! That's for scaring me!"
But after pounding for a long time, Zhou Peiwei's hands were sore, and Shen Yuan remained completely unfazed.
"Why is your body so rock hard? This is no fun!"
Zhou Peiwei's delicate fists had now turned pink. She pouted and lifted both hands toward him. "Scumbag, hurry up and massage them for me."
Shen Yuan wrapped her hands in his palms, pressing them together and gently rubbing them. After a while, Zhou Peiwei could feel her hands growing warm on the back.
Shen Yuan didn't speak, his gaze fixed on her fair, oval-shaped face while his touch remained light and tender.
