The lady agreed and even lay down while being pounded with a small jade hammer.

Ahri had somehow acquired a health-preserving hammer and was looking at him expectantly.

Su Shuai chuckled: "You really want to punch me?"

"Um."

"Okay, okay, I'm tired too."

Su Shuai lay down on the sofa, using a cushion as a pillow, and continued flipping through the script in his hands.

The health-preserving hammer landed lightly behind him. He wanted to continue to the next round, but then he felt a hand reach into his lower back.

Is this in the script?

Yes, that's right. Because the Empress was favored last night, her back aches and needs a massage.

Su Shuai's unrealistic thoughts vanished, and then he heard Ah Li ask him, "Are you really tired?"

The hand moved from behind to the front, and the fingertips traced across it.

Su Shuai didn't dare turn around. "Zhu Li, what are you doing?"

"I just wanted to thank you."

"Need not."

"Really not going to?"

Su Shuai felt Ah Li climb onto his back and kiss his ear.

Before this person even went into the room to change, they took off their bath towel, revealing a tantalizing glimpse that made one's heart itch.

He lives up to his name; he's handsome and has great charisma. Unlike some photographers who are unkempt and sloppy, he's also very young. Now, Ah Li has personally inspected him, and she's very satisfied.

Commander Su, Commander Su's heart is beating faster.

He didn't even know when he kissed her, their lips and tongues touching, making a lot of sticky sounds, and his hand was placed on that soft spot.

Similarly, Ahri's hands had long since become unruly, gripping places that cannot be described.

"Back to the room, on the bed, hmm?"

Su Shuai said this somewhat embarrassedly; it was the first time he had ever said it.