Let's See How You Won't Let Me Get Away?

If she remembered correctly, they still had a martial arts lesson that morning. Tianna asked tentatively, "Then, why don't I give you a massage? I'm not a professional though." Was he dreaming? Did Tianna just offer to massage him? Kevin's heart soared. Of course, he didn't care if Tianna was a professional or not. The fact that she offered first made him super excited. "Sure," Kevin grinned with anticipation. Tianna was indeed not a professional. She could only recall the movements she learned when others massaged her, copying it slavishly. However, what first appeared in her mind was the image of Kevin massaging her after every training session. "Is this strength good for you?" Tianna asked. "It's very good," Kevin happily answered. Actually, Tianna was using very light strength. It didn't feel like a massage on him, but more like a kitten scratching, yet failing to scratch on any of the itchy spots. However, Kevin couldn't resist himself. He really felt on cloud nine no matter how s