If it weren't for being at home, the commotion they were making would've seemed like a pair of wild mandarin ducks frolicking outside.
Lu Jing felt that unless he was seriously ill, he would absolutely, absolutely not ask this stinky man to give him a back massage again.
It literally hurt to his core.
Thankfully, it finally ended.
Lu Jing lay limply on the sofa, too weak even to sigh.
Jiang Ye, on the other hand, couldn't help but laugh and shake his head.
"Wife, you're a bit too feeble, why don't you start exercising from today?"
If she actually got in shape, it would be a huge benefit to him!
Lu Jing gave him several cold glares in a row, making it quite clear what he wanted to say.
Exercise?
What a lovely thought.
It's not like Lu Jing didn't have an idea of how exhausted he was every day at the hospital. How would he have the energy to engage in physical training when he got home?
At most, he could do some yoga when he had some free time.
Ahem.
