Zi Xi looked at him silently.
She could tell that the man was putting on an act; the slightly raised tone at the end of his voice was clearly an attempt to elicit sympathy.
But the injury on his forehead, his slightly rapid breathing, and the slight instability in his blood and qi that she could sense indicated that it wasn't entirely fake.
"Come closer, let me massage you."
Zi Xi sighed softly in her heart, after all, they came to save her.
Lu Qianhan readily complied and immediately leaned her body towards her, her head almost touching her shoulder.
"...I meant for you to lean back in your chair."
Zi Xi reached out and pushed him.
"The chair back is too hard and uncomfortable at all. It hurts my head even more when I lean against it."
Lu Qianhan's reasoning was sound, but he still kept his eyes closed and acted like a rogue.
Zi Xi was about to say something more when she saw Lu Qianhan finally find the most comfortable position. He tilted his body and rested his head directly on her breasts.
The man's warm weight emanated through the thin fabric of his clothes, carrying an undeniable presence.
Zi Xi froze instantly. Looking down, she could see his thick black hair and the well-defined profile of his face.
He was quite unceremonious, even adjusting his position to make himself more comfortable, letting out a satisfied sigh.
"It's soft here, just right."
Lu Qianhan announced it with a straight face, then completely relaxed, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
Zi Xi felt a lump in her throat, unable to breathe.
Looking at the man on her lap who was taking advantage of her, she clenched her fingertips.
He closed his eyes, looking completely trusting and at the mercy of others.
A strange impulse welled up inside me.
Zi Xi stared at his tightly closed eyes, making sure he was completely unaware, and couldn't help but curl a slightly mischievous smile at the corner of her lips.
She quietly raised her right hand, her index finger and thumb hooked together as if preparing to flick Lu Qianhan's forehead, hovering it above Lu Qianhan's smooth and full forehead.
Just as her fingers were poised to strike, about to land...
Those tightly closed eyes opened without warning.
Her deep pupils clearly reflected her fingers, frozen in mid-air, which she hadn't had time to retract, and the fleeting panic on her face.
Zi Xi's heart skipped a beat.
In a flash, her suspended fingers changed their trajectory with remarkable ease, as if their original target was the faint bloodstain on his forehead, her fingertips gently brushing over that spot.
"There's blood on it, let me wipe it off for you."
Zi Xi wiped away his bloodstains without changing her expression, and her explanation was so calm that there was not a single flaw in her voice.
At the same time, his other hand quickly reached into the canvas bag beside him and took out a small brown glass bottle.
"Let me massage you with essential oils, it will make you feel better."
Zi Xi uncorked the bottle, and a refreshing and soothing herbal scent instantly filled the car's interior.
She poured a few drops of essential oil into her palm, rubbed it to warm it, and then gently placed her cool fingertips on his temples.
Lu Qianhan's gaze remained fixed on her face, with a hint of inquiry and amusement.
Do they think he's an idiot?
Even with his eyes closed, he could keenly sense the change in airflow from her little movement.
Seeing her trying to remain calm, but with a barely perceptible blush creeping up her ears, his eyes were practically overflowing with amusement.
Seeing how cute she was, he decided not to expose her.
When those fingertips, carrying the fragrance of essential oils and applying just the right amount of pressure, pressed onto his acupoints, an indescribable feeling of comfort instantly dispelled the dull pain in his head.
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