A pained look flashed in Long Tianyu's eyes.

Although Lin Mengya had been keeping quiet, she must have been very concerned about her temporal imperfection.

For this reason, he swore he would have Lin Mengya healed no matter what price he had to pay.

"Alright, I get it."

He responded to Lin Mengya with a low and tender voice while his large strong hand crept onto her right shoulder.

Moving from top to bottom, he massaged Lin ...