He walked up behind Gu Jin and reached out to gently press her forehead.
His voice was gentle: "Are you tired?"
Feeling An Mingji's cool fingers pressing, Gu Jin responded softly.
There's no denying the young man's technique was quite good.
With just a few presses, Gu Jin's fatigue eased.
She could feel the boy's fingertips infused with a subtle amount of spiritual power.
Under such comfortable enjoyment, Gu Jin slowly closed her eyes and soon fell into a slumber.
She slept soundly, as if feeling very safe being back home.
Even when An Mingji's hand stopped moving and he crouched in front of Gu Jin to carefully observe her, she showed no sign of waking up.
Looking at Gu Jin in front of him, An Mingji thought about what he had seen downstairs earlier.
He knew that Gu Jin returning to Qingshan Village in the middle of the night must be for a reason.
Especially the scene downstairs made An Mingji more certain.
