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He half-squatted in front of her, his movements and strength unchanged. His blue eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze focused on her feet.

"She's very reserved, she'd never ask me to massage her feet, or even take her socks off in front of me," he said softly.

"You guys were engaged, right? What's there to be reserved about?" she replied indifferently.

"It's probably just her personality. She's a very reserved person. From engagement to breakup, she hardly ever asked me to do anything," he said, his expression becoming somewhat melancholic, even his movements losing their precision.

She winced slightly in pain. "Andrew, you're hurting me!" she pouted, giving him a reproachful glance.

"Sorry," he said.

"Then you owe me ten more minutes of massage," she ordered confidently.

He chuckled and obediently continued to serve her.

She blinked her pretty eyes and added, "Andrew, your fiancée is really peculiar."

She rolled over and lay on the bed, humming, "Massage my shoulders a bit more. They're
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