Zhu Yu was feeling very uncomfortable from bending over to sew for too long, the soreness in her back was unbearable. Lu Qing's precise massage relieved her a lot, so for a moment, her mind was only filled with the relief of being freed from the pain in her back, and she didn't think about anything else.
When the soreness subsided, she realized it was Lu Qing helping her.
Such an act, if between a typical couple, would mean nothing, but the problem is they are not an ordinary couple; they are clearly superior and subordinate fighting for their career under the guise of a married couple!
Moreover, there was still Yan Daoxin beside them...
Zhu Yu paused in her actions of organizing her tools. Her waist instinctively stiffened as she wondered how best to speak up, but Lu Qing had already retracted his hand and moved aside on his own.
Zhu Yu packed up her tools, turned her head to say to Lu Qing, "My lord, it shouldn't be a plague, there's no need to worry excessively."
